We must pay close attention to what we have heard, lest we drift away from it, Hebrews 2:1 It is easier to drift away from godliness, than it is to drift towards it. Godliness requires discipline, focus, and intention. Each day is meant to be lived for the enjoyment of God, for the glory of God, and as a blessing to others. The salvation we have received is precious, and we should take heed so that we lose it not, but receive a full reward, 2 John v8

We are not to implicitly trust our conscience. Whenever our conscience condemns us (1 John 3:20), we must remind ourselves that God is greater than our conscience(heart), and he knows everything. Yet, it also follows that, when our conscience acquits us, God still is greater than our conscience, and still he knows everything. Once in a while, we might not feel assured of our righteousness (that righteousness that is not by works of the law, but rather by faith in Jesus Christ). In the event that our hearts/conscience condemns us, we can trust that God has accepted us. But we should also beware that just so, we might live in an imagined security that we have been accepted, when in fact God condemns us. Our assurance of faith, of righteousness, and of salvation doesn’t rise or fall with what our hearts tell us. Let us, instead, lean in on the Word of God, and let it be that which either acquits us, or condemns us.

Job 9:4 Who has hardened himself against God, and succeeded?

Do the right thing

Yes, sometimes life does consist of so much performances, but I have begun to feel it takes God’s intervention to push you beyond a performance into something quite beyond it, reality!

That Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing is this good, and to think that I kept myself from it until now!

Oh my goodness! This so interesting.

www.merriam-webster.com/grammar/w…

Joshua 5:13-14 NIV [13] Now when Joshua was near Jericho, he looked up and saw a man standing in front of him with a drawn sword in his hand. Joshua went up to him and asked, “Are you for us or for our enemies?” [14] “Neither,” he replied, “but as commander of the army of the Lord I have now come.” Then Joshua fell facedown to the ground in reverence, and asked him, “What message does my Lord have for his servant?”

Charles Spurgeon: God never saved any man for being a preacher, nor because he was an able preacher; but because he was a justified, sanctified man, and consequently faithful in his Master’s work

The creeds, are meant to summarize the most important tenets of our Christian Faith.

1. The Apostle’s Creed
2. The Nicene Creed
3. The Athanasian Creed

This morning…

This is the Catholic Faith, anyone who does not keep it whole and unbroken will doubtless perish eternally.

…one cannot be saved without believing it firmly and faithfully.

Soldering on, my aim? a full life.

What I really am glad to know is C. S. Lewis wouldn’t want me to be like him, rather, to be most myself, as God would want, and require of me.

I know how much I am still struggling to be able to judge and test assertions as I read. I often read something that I immediately agree or affirm its wit, especially among the great writers I admire like C. S. Lewis, only later to realize that they shatter that first assertion completely for a better one, or reveal why it fails or it is wrong. So how comes I never suspected it myself?

10 mistakes I am also making as a university student…

10 Mistakes I Made As a University Student

Read the blog post here

I hate how much of a sad endeavor it all usually is, trying to be something in the sight of men.

I spent the weekend at FOCUS Centre, Kasarani. An RSEC retreat.

FOCUS is Fellowship of Christians Unions. It is the umbrella body for the Christian Unions in Kenya. RSEC is Regional Students Executive Committee. RSEC members comprise the Chairpersons and Secretaries from a particular region, in this case, Southern Nairobi, where Medical School Christian Union, as well as other University of Nairobi(UoN) Christian Unions, is based. (I am just wondering if it should be are based, but oh well)

Yes, I had a few moments to talk about my interests, reading and writing, to those who indulged me. I might have impressed them, but by now I know that doesn’t count for much. It might not make such a big difference for them, and it might not for me as well if I end up teaching myself to talk endlessly about my reading and writing more than I do the actual stuff. So the retreat reminds me just how much I am behind my reading, and maybe my writing. There’s therefore some work to be done, but maybe I needed the reprieve that came with the retreat. But nor was it a retreat in the actual sense; at least not with all those discussions and conversations, much needed of course, that did indeed place a demand on my mental faculties. “You didn’t talk much,” a fellow chairperson observed. “Oh, I did not?” was my reply. “At least not like last time.”

On our way back to town by bus, I thought about an answer I should have given: “I was still a child then.” But was I? I think I just didn’t have so much to say and comment on, and everyone was already saying the same things anyway. But that line of thought reminded me just how much I like to replay conversations in my head. I find I have wittier and funnier responses to questions but then its usually too late.

The two sermons, from 2 Timothy, did make an impression on me, so I have quite a bit to think about. I should probably do short comments about them in another post and link them to this one. I hope I do.

Oh yes, I got two books; I didn’t have much money, and apparently there weren’t so many good titles. Yes, at FOCUS centre there’s the bookstall; the books are cheaper there, comparatively. Sadly, and expectedly, they are mostly Christian titles. I am yet to find a place where I can get very affordably priced novels and classics, and titles by Lewis and his ilk.

There’s a bit of something else, but that should go into my private journal, at least for now.

Yes, I think it feels a bit freeing and nice to talk about my weekend here. No lessons to share, just me talking about a normal weekend, and it doesn’t feel like I am shouting to get attention. Maybe I will do more of such blogs. I am not sure if I will keep the discipline.

I am learning that when I say an apparently difficult word, or just some big vocab, I should rush on with my speech so that people don’t spend the time focusing on the word. It makes all of it feel normal, as though I really never meant to draw attention to it. But goodness, it’s for the attention that I said it! Haha.

William Cowper:

This film about Henri Nouwen is just as moving as you would expect. youtu.be/faQXF33rQ…

In reply to my article, Was Jesus Lying, on substack,

Daniel: This is an intriguing topic to explore. Such thoughts often receive a sharp dismissal, “Your faith is wavering,” but as you rightly point out, this is a reality for many. Does it alter the nature of God as an entity? I don’t believe so. However, these questions persist in my mind. It’s one of the topics I would undoubtedly seek His wisdom on in eternity regarding our lives on Earth, as it sometimes seems unfair, yet we persevere.

This is the reply I have written back.

Hi Daniel. First of all, thank you so much for such an elaborate and personal response. This one here shaped up out of C. S. Lewis’s Letter XI to Malcolm (from the book, Letters to Malcolm: Chiefly on Prayer) As do all the ones I have read so far, Letter XI also tackles a difficult subject as regards petitionary prayer; faith, and the apparent reality that we don’t always receive whatever we ask. As it is, Jesus himself asked of the Father what He(the Father) wouldn’t give, and indeed He, before giving up His spirit, cried, “my God, my God why have you forsaken me?” Our Saviour’s experience in Gethsemane, and on the cross, deceptively seems easy to explain: it just wasn’t God’s will to grant the request. C. S. Lewis then asks if we are always to add the clause, ‘if it be thy will’, to every prayer we make? The Lord’s will isn’t always so clear to us, and when it is, we desperately would want it to be different. Like Jesus we often seek if there’s perhaps a chance that the cup could pass. Don’t we now see it isn’t as easy as we had at first thought? For then, what happens to our faith in the context of such a stark likelihood of a refusal, or indifferent silence?

I am reminded of Frederick Buechner’s words:

If you tell me Christian commitment is a kind of thing that has happened to you once and for all like some kind of spiritual plastic surgery, I say go to, go to, you’re either pulling the wool over your own eyes or trying to pull it over mine. Every morning you should wake up in your bed and ask yourself: “Can I believe it all again today?” No, better still, don’t ask it till after you’ve read The New York Times, till after you’ve studied that daily record of the world’s brokenness and corruption, which should always stand side by side with your Bible. Then ask yourself if you can believe in the Gospel of Jesus Christ again for that particular day. If your answer’s always Yes, then you probably don’t know what believing means. At least five times out of ten the answer should be No because the No is as important as the Yes, maybe more so. The No is what proves you’re human in case you should ever doubt it. And then if some morning the answer happens to be really Yes, it should be a Yes that’s choked with confession and tears and . . . great laughter. (From The Return of Ansel Gibbs)

Sobering, aren’t they?

A screen-time of more than 2 hours! I wonder how I get anything done.

I wrote something about faith on substack: How much faith does a man need?

Twice the devil tempted Christ with the phrase if you are the Son of God… He made the sonship of Christ to depend on his giving in to the devil’s request.

1. If you are the son of God, change these stones to bread.
2. If you are the Son of God, throw yourself down.

I have then had to ask myself, what makes me a son of God? What has made me a son of God? This sort of question probes my faith and security; my security in God’s love and, my trust in his promises and assurances. I might not have the bread I so desperately want, but I still am a son. What God has made a stone, like Jesus, I shouldn’t call bread, nor do I honor God by jumping from a pinnacle when there are stairs. The devil is a whisperer, a liar who comes to challenge the truth of God is us, asking, “did God really say?”

Dear Lord, may it please you to keep back our feet from his snare.

Great Spirit, give to me
A heaven not so large as yours
But large enough for me

-Emily Dickinson

I wasn’t so focused on some work, I was posing for the photo.