FAITHFUL STEWARD CHRONICLES

Category: Life and Society

  • Epiphany

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    What’s something you’ve done that your past self would be proud of? The song Epiphany by Jin of BTS answers this question for me. The realization that I am the one I should love. Coming to terms that no one can love me better than I can love myself. Years spent seeking approval,being nice, lowering…

  • The Mind: A dangerous place

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    A reflection for Suicide Prevention Month There are some things you learn from textbooks,some you are told and there are some things you learn because someone you love does not come home. I have known depression and psychosis not as abstract medical terms, but through loss. A close relative lived with depression-related psychosis for eighteen…

  • Raising Without Replacing: The Quiet Work of Not Projecting

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    There is a subtle temptation in parenting, one that rarely announces itself loudly. It doesn’t look like control at first. It looks like care, sounds like wisdom, feels like protection. But underneath, it can quietly become projection. To project is to place our unfinished stories onto our children, to ask them, without words, to become…

  • The Hunger That Never Fills

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    There is a quiet truth about the human heart: it is never easily satisfied. Like the grave that continues to receive yet is never full, so are our desires, expanding, stretching, always asking for more. Not because we are broken beyond repair, but because we were created with depth that the world alone cannot fill.…

  • African Beauty

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    “I am dark and lovely,like the tents of Kedar,like the curtains of Solomon’s temple.” Song of Solomon 1:5 Not hidden in the margins.Not whispered in passing.But sung…bold, poetic, undeniable. Dark… and lovely. Like the tents of Kedar, weathered by sun, rich in depth, enduring in beauty.Like the curtains of Solomon’s temple, woven with intention, layered…

  • The Return of a Writer’s Voice

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    There was a time when writing felt like breathing. Effortless. Playful. Alive. Words came without permission, without structure, without the heavy hand of expectation. They spilled onto the page like laughter, free, unfiltered, full of wonder. You didn’t think about voice back then… You simply had one. Then life happened. Years passed.Responsibilities grew.Seasons changed. And…

  • The Valley of Academic Humility

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    It begins as a spark…a neat idea, well-dressed in confidence,introduced boldly in a proposal defense that whispers,“I know what I’m doing.” But that is the last time such innocence exists. Soon, it sheds its skin.The clarity dissolves into questions,questions into confusion,and confusion into late nights staring at a blinking cursorthat seems to mock your very…

  • Safari Rally, Nostalgia, and the Magic of Kenya

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    There are certain memories that belong to a place so deeply that even years away cannot erase them. For many of us who grew up in Kenya, Easter had a soundtrack: the roar of engines, the crackle of rally commentary on the radio, and the dust trails of rally cars battling the rugged Kenyan terrain…

  • From pole pole to pali pali

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    Two rhythms of life. In Nairobi’s CBD, the matatu waits as passengers gather. In Seoul, the bus leaves exactly on time. Between these two moments lies the journey from pole pole to pali pali. In Africa, wisdom often comes in the form of proverbs. One of the most familiar is simple but profound: Haraka haraka…