Of things I see and those thoughts whose children are always playing in my head.
It was such a long conversation that only one thing could end it; a service at Worship Harvest KatiKati. It all began with the question I asked Persis Babirye, that Friday evening, of what people look out for in church. In her reply, she summed it up this way, “In my church, it’s about love, care, worship, prayer and good people”. I wanted to see … Continue reading Love and Life at Worship Harvest KatiKati
I did not know what to exactly expect when I was booking an attendance slot for the Transformers Conference 2015. I first heard of the Transformers Conference in 2014 after the inaugural one was held. Paul Kisakye who had attended shared a word about it. It was then that I also learnt of the Worship Harvest Ministries with church branches at Naalya and KatiKati but … Continue reading Transformed at the Transformers Conference 2015
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a wheelbarrow full of ideas. Continue reading a wheelbarrow full of ideas
It’s been long since I last put a word here. The challenge of writing for others. But I found this story so personal that I couldn’t trade it anywhere but here. It was on Wednesday 5th August 2015, when together with my work colleague Robert Lwanga met this busy CEO on appointment on what turned out to be a very cold morning following a heavy … Continue reading Humbled By Amos Wekesa
When osbert Mwijukye called me to join him at Kyambogo University for the one day tech conference I was a little skeptical of what to expect. Not being a developer myself, I thought it not right to attend save for the cause of having to write this. But because this is the field I want to launch into, I did. The event began at … Continue reading Live a meaningful life to others
One of the things that made our seniors the people they are today is because they were accountable to each other. A friend was one known in all the other person’s circles. I am reliably told that in those days (90s and before) people used to carry their friends home, for a visit. But things have changed and we’ve moved on. Today, we meet in … Continue reading Restaurant Generation
It is 1147 hours and we are having breakfast after the first session of the CMS Africa 2015 Summit. We are at the Catholic East African University, Karen, Nairobi. Dickson Mushabe is to present next about his journey as the CEO of Hostalite. We rest the works of the cup and its saucer to warm up the red-fold of the auditorium chairs. “I used to … Continue reading My Life, My Story – The Expereince of Dickson Mushabe
He invited me. The talk had been long and we had shot into the hours of the Sunday morning. My roommate, Justus, is not one of those people that stay out for long. Usually by 2100 hours, he is back indoors. But that is not the case with Saturdays. As dusk walks in, he is at the hostel putting a few things together for what … Continue reading 15 YEARS DOWN THE ROAD, PRIME TIME IS YOUNGER THAN HER AGE
Don’t be alone in that secluded place. Your mind will be stolen and your treasury hacked into. You cannot trust all that passes, all the sights that the eye catches. May be these you may but you cannot trace all the thoughts your mind’s birthed. You are special because you can think independently; you’re not special because you belong to a club. No, you will … Continue reading If you could think of this
