Religious abduction

One of our accountants has been trying to convert me. “Join me in Rapture….” he says, “…for the day of reckoning is not far…”. When Rapture occurs, he shall disappear into thin air, transported away miraculously by the power of the holy spirit.

“What about your stuff…does that go with you?”, I ask him.
“No..only the spirit shall be transported”, he says with some certainty.

“Can you leave your things to me then ?”, I said, thinking about his hat collection.

Two, contrasting, but interesting blogs

I found this blog : Rants and Raves of a Kenyan Gay man. And so I circulated the link among our Kenyan staff in the office (its an NGO, lots of free time for everyone to read blogs).
Plenty of fun watching varying expressions of dismay and horror – our accountant (his car has an ominous bumper sticker that says : “In case of Rapture, this car will be Driverless”) even crossed himself as if he had seen Count Dracula!

That said, the blog is actually very good. There is a sense of purpose and self awareness about the writer, absent in so many other blogs. The comment box is particularly humorous, and recommended reading, if at least to get a sense of popular reaction, if not for the snarky responses of the blog author.

Then I found this blog by someone called Wendwa. Have been left feeling uncertain if the whole thing is actually a finely laid out joke. At first glance it appears to be a militantly Godly blog, lines from the bible ambushing the reader at every turn, and prayers sprayed around like machine gun fire.

Yet, on the other hand, there are such lust filled posts, as this (titled: “Bless me while I masturbate”!) which left me quite amused, and also feeling a little dirty (and it takes a bit to make me feel dirty).

Most suspicious is the title of the blog itself: “set the trumpet to thy mouth (hos 8:1)”.
Bring trumpety trumpet to thine mouth? What kind of metaphorical trumpet would that be? Hmmm….
Overall, a good read, a writer with some expressive talents.

UPDATE:

A reader wrote in that this blogger, a subject of the above post, has accidentaly deleted all the blog posts, and also changed the title of the blog. What gives?

prayer

Today was apparently prayer day. When everything else fails, kneel down and pray – thats what my Grandpa said.

I asked the chappie who opens my gate (Yeah, its cheaper employing a guy to open and close a gate than buy a automatic slide-gate opener) :
What did you pray for?
- I prayed for peace.
How do you think God will bring peace now?
- God will bring peace now, because we prayed for a sudden and instantaneous demise of the President. Like a heart attack.
(He described this in cruder terms, use of flowery language is all mine).

So God is going to run amok now. I didn’t tell Mugithi, cos she loves the president.

Epiphany

Waking up from my afternoon siesta I had an epiphany, a magical solution to the current impasse in Kenya.

The president is catholic, and apparently a devoted one. My suggestion to the opposition:

Kidnap the president’s confessional priest. Force a recorded confession from the priest by tempting him in sordid, biblical ways (Catholic priests appear to have great weaknesses on this front). Finally broadcast the recorded confession.