Blessings

Blessings

Y

ou don’t have to know ‘em by name

They appear and reappear

In rainbow colors and beyond

Open your eyes wide n’ wider

You might never see them when they occur

Because you ought to feel em’ more as they concur

So close your eyes and believe

Believe in what you’ faith in

Have faith in what you can’t see

That’s the first miracle

Seeing without believing

Y

our portion is granted already

It’s for you to claim and take

But before then

You must be baked in the dessert

40 years and beyond

‘Ngima Yumaga Mutuiini’

In a furnace of fire

To be malleable as gold

Or as precious as copper

To reclaim lost glory

Some doors need a little push

Not a little ignition with your’ rotten’ key

Turning your key won’t help.

Y

our imagination Changing might help

If only you change your belief system

Miracles happen every day

Every day is a blessing

This moment is your blessing.

By ..Njoroge Wa Ngige   November 20, 2014/.........0234 hours

Beauty & Beholder

Beauty isn't in the eyes of the beholder!!

What is beauty we all ask?

Who is asking this question?

Who is answering this question?

Will I be pretty in the morning?

Or the nights that follow

The mirror is blind

Unless I illuminate it

It’s no longer a mirror

Mirroring in self

I am brand new second hand.

Will I be reached if I answered this question?

By the eyes of the beholder

What if he is ‘holding’ hot air?

Lighter than helium

Or explode

Like hot air balloon

Or burn like

Frost in winter

I bet you don’t know

Me either

Coz beauty is discovery

A journey

An experience

 Beauty is the future?

Whatever lies ahead is, shall, will and there is

Truth in all angles

The futures is not for us to see

But to believe before we see

Or we are quickly forgotten

Living in the present proclaiming the beauty of tomorrow

Tomorrow may never be

Coz today is the tomorrow you worried yesterday

Tarring me apart

Back to the original thought

What is beauty?

Beauty is urembo utu

It’s inwardly glowing outwardly

The conscious of the heart

 Truth that sets self-free

Beauty is freedom of Uhuru

Beauty is not in the eye of the beholder

Beholder can’t necessarily have eyes

If so

We reduce beauty in vision only

And can’t see in his own eyes

The log in tide low

Coz can’t wait in vain

To feel the true essence of beauty

Instead of beholding in the visionary eyes

For anybody’s love

Beauty is beholder and the holder

Can only give what you got

Withdraw what you bank

And bank what you got

What you got is beauty.

Beauty is you.

You are beautiful not handsome.

Njoroge wa Ngige……11/15/14 ….03:40 hours

Contentment!

Contentment!

 Biblical Context

A

 State of mind in which one's desires are confined to his lot whatever it may be (1 Tim. 6:6; 2 Cor. 9:8).

It is opposed to envy (James 3:16), avarice (Heb. 13:5), ambition (Prov. 13:10), anxiety (Matt. 6:25, 34), and repining (1 Cor. 10:10). It arises from the inward disposition, and is the offspring of humility, and of an intelligent consideration of the rectitude and benignity of divine providence

(Ps. 96:1, 2; 145),

T

he greatness of the divine promises (2 Pet. 1:4), and our own unworthiness (Gen. 32:10); as well as from the view the gospel opens up to us of rest and peace hereafter (Rom. 5:2).

Easton's 1897 Bible Dictionary

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By Njoroge wa Ngige ...............111414...........0211 hours

MAHINDA

Mahinda ma mahanda

Ni mahanda  na ti manda!

Wajia Kuhanda  ti kwihanda

mahindi njohero

kana kuhang’ira nda

Ni gutharikira mahinda

Ta mwaki ugitharikira nyeki

Mahinda ti moneki

Nomahanda nonginya

Kana Ng’aragu ihande ja

Mahinda ma mahanda mathira

Gutiri yuraga nandikie

Ona ya mahanda ni igukia

Tondu wainaga ni eroragira

Na warugaga hindi ya mahanda

Ni egotobuka mahinda makinya

Tundu Mahinda ma mahanda

Ni mahanda na ti manda

Gutiri wanda na wamugungo

Mundu aumiirie mbere yake

Uhure gitira kana ngamba

Urime na ichembe kana karagita

Witue kirimu kana njuhiga

Urimu no ta uthungu

Ugi  gutheca ihiga

Tundu oundu  ni uri mahinda

Mundu ndakekaga ta muti

Hindi ya mahinda ma itheru

Na ya kahindi meruka

Ukinye Ukinyukitie

Ukinye wikinyiire

Ukinyire mahanda maku

Unyuiire mahinda maku

Tundu magetha ni makinya

Ugethe kiria wahandire

Wakirwo na miti iria wituiriire

Hindi ya mahanda maku.

 Njoroge Wa Ngige             11/13/2014 --0136 hours

Job vs WORK

S

earching for a job is a job.

Getting an interview is a job.

Passing an interview is a job

Being shortlisted is a job.

Getting hired is a job.

G

etting fired is no job, it’s the new job.

 Remaining on job it’s no job its work

 Innovative work.

Work is human fulfilment.

The Relevance.

A Calling.

A visionally mission

Created by God

Before humans were made.

To define the purpose of mankind

To please the Creator

C

reated not made?

(bara) and (asah) is the same.

Work is ordained.

Work is never fired.

Work is never finished.

It’s continuous

Humans invented jobs.

A description for Hiring and Firing.

What is your work?

 Work equals legacy

Nobody can hire, fire or retire you from your work.

Not even death.

'Coz' your work is ingrained in your immortal soul

Your job is ingrained in mortal body

‘Searching is getting created’ ............................................................................by Ngige

By Ngige Samuel -Wednesday, November 12, 2014, 00:42 hours.

Broke Humans

"It is easy to talk to your self out of anything  and find fault with any option.Those who Succeed didn't talk; they acted. Thinkers think and doers do!!Until thinkers do and dowers think, investing is another word in the overburdened vocabulary of ...
Broke Human Beings."

Ngige Njoroge Samuel ( March 18. 2014)

How Do I??

Tell me now how do I live with heavy experience
heavy expedience that I ever lived in this mother earth,
lived in this mother earth with family and friends I treasured
I stand alone because I love God and keep my eyesight off Religion
Have lost many battles, am yet done with battles,
Have lost family, friends and foes a like.
Death is a lasting sting, painful sting inside my soul

"Good" people seem to die and am still standing??
Time makes you realize why or how am I still here??
You spoke to my heart, many outings and coffee lunches
I was to be given another chance to play another dance
its hurting feeling you were my cousin gone by the wind,
dancing with dream shades of my aunt,
staring at my  empty tomb of my sister in law.
Every page is torn, faded with my Dad's brutal death,
lost my patience, eyes staring in Uganda
to an unmarked grave.

How do I???
How could it be???
What a situation I find My self?
I swear nothing is going on .
But allot has happened,
Yet a mountain so high
Yet i have to climb so High without being high
My sister still awaits him at home...
To bring the winter boots he promised at stop 23 Kangemi.
Never to return.
A legal question thereof hovers on.
I am yet to graduate. 
Authentic law school of crying heroism.
Taking my Breath away, 
classmate left so soon Perls Perished,
Dreams shuttered.
She was here now she is there, cant ask whats up!!?

Life is too short.
for us to live apart
love makes the world go round
I pray every day so they say,
My wife calls me, wee hours of the night,
Death know not time zones'
Life happens here and now!
No time time for you to book flight
Lest you get Frightened
I hesitate picking the phone...
A midst her sobs and short breaths,

My friend Kinyash can't celebrate a beer with me,
At home pub Kinags.
'Nyamchom' we had salivating forever, 
I cant take it, the spice is too much 
Of the Fatal Crash....
when i leave for Gym ain't fun any more
When the night fell silent, My Uncle breath the last
In between us no Karungungu not even Rungungu

Dust has settled but not yet...
Little did I  know My sister is more than taken
Than My eyes were sore
Sore are my eyes..checking every flight
Bereavement has stages
Know not stage am at'
May the sun of strength follow me, May the day break
Come down Father, I beg you
Death you are cruel.. as bullet from a gun.
Adios not good bye
farewell is not enough
Memories live on
But till we meet again, I believe How do I??

BY:

Ngige Samuel Njoroge ( November 9th 2014) 02:16 hours