Marriage Part 2

Tears became my food day in and day out . Marriage where are you?

Helping people in their fields was not a joke . I could see that granny wants to say something to me but it was too late . I think she was depressed just because she thought she failed me . As old as she was , and the only parent that I had she wanted me to get married and know that at least when she dies I do have a family .

It was on a Monday morning , I woke up feeling tired but I had to go to the fields . As usual I cooked food for both my granny and my boy . Oh by the way his name was Patrick ! I named him after my father but without the knowledge of his father’s family . Culturally we girls are not supposed to take our parents’ names to where we are married .

I worked but I wasn’t feeling myself . I could sense something bad was going to happen but what , I don’t know . My conscience kept talking to me until I took my tools and went back home without talking to anyone . On my arrival home , I could smell burning of pots . I rushed into our round hurts the pots were burning and there granny was lying , my Patrick was in deep sleep . I rushed and try to wake granny but she had already gone . Just like that .

I couldn’t believe it . I called our neighbor , she also told me that granny is gone . I cried until her burial . After her burial I had to continue in the fields and this time with Patrick by my side . If I was able to keep my tears and to show others , i was going to be recorded in the Guinness book of records . Patrick was now 3 years old and the father nowhere to be found .

Marriage what have you done to my life ? One day I cried and remembered , ” Some of you are orphans and yet you dont want to work hard .” That’s what my grade 5 teacher use to say . I wiped my tears and asked myself . Who am l ? What can I do ? Where am I going ? I looked around me , life was meaningless , I saw myself as useless .But later I looked at my Patrick and said “I have a reason to live .”

From nowhere I went back to my school to fetch my O’level certificate . I didn’t even know what was on it . The principal gave me the certificate and off I went . When I opened it ,wow I had three subjects . I went back to the principal and asked what I can do with three subjects . I had to correspond ,I had to continue in the fields ,I had to look after my Patrick , I’m supposed to have money for registration , reading , I live alone arghh . I didn’t know anything about my parents and boom a suprise that I couldn’t chew . One of my granny’s jacket that I was given after her death came across a picture of my father and mother . They both died during the war . Tears , tears , tears . I felt numb for a few seconds then I told myself not now . Wake up girl . You still looking for marriage!

I did was I was supposed to do . Further my education . I passed O’level and a Roman Catholic College nearby my area took me in for a teaching course and they put Patrick under their care but I was supposed to pay fees for the course so I had to continue working on the fields . Sometimes I slept during lessons because I didn’t have enough time to sleep . Sometimes I would spend the whole night crying instead of reading .

During this period things seems to be different now because we were always motivated , our lecturer were our role models . Years passed on , and life was now promissing good yields . But I still wanted my marriage and the big house of myself . After my Diploma , the College placed me in one of their schools.

I chose the young ones.

I took in the young ones so that I will catch them young and feed them the right information . I wanted to groom them not to hunt marriage like what I did . In the end we all want to be married but not the way I use to see .

My marriage came unexpectedly knocking at my door and at the right time . Happily married after .

Author: Cecilia Mackenzie


“When I get married I will live happily ever in a big house.” this is what I use to tell my friends.

When I grew up I always had my wishes like anybody else. It’s normal yes to have wishes and dreams . Sometimes I would dream myself in a big house , married to a man who works in town . Time flies . When I was in highschool I could smell my dreams , little didn’t I know that dreams are not reality.

By the way ,I grew up with my granny .Grannies longtime during my days they would talk about marriage especially to us girls . So I had hope that one day I will be married. I use to see other families coming for Christmas and would say mmm that’s the kind of life that I want. Marriage .

I started dating privately . To me dating was the only thing that was important to me because I thought that was my key to fullfil my dreams . Privately ended up publicly as we all know that you can’t hide for ever . Writing my O’levels to me was meaningless , it was like writing any other papers why because I was looking for marriage.

My boyfriend was a year ahead of me . So when he wrote his O’level he then went to town to look for a job . Our families where more like the same . They didn’t know the importance of education at that time . So when you finish O’level you were supposed to go and look for a job . There my man went .

I knew nothing about life I mean I was a village girl who knows nothing about life only marriage.whatelse was I supposed to know because my granny always taught me to be a good wife plus I had to treat him like a king . The man of the match came for Easter Holidays and the happenings happened ,secretly and I became pregnant . All I could see was marriage .

Days went by , weeks ,months and the flat tummy started to grow big . I could not hide it anymore . My granny asked me and I told the truth . In my culture if you are impregnated ,you will be taken by elders to the boy’s house . So they took me there and left me there . The parents could not chase me because they knew me .

I stayed hoping for marriage and then what happened , the so called husband heard it while in town and never set his foot in the village until the child was born . He heard that I gave birth to a baby boy but he never came home . I stayed until I asked my granny to take me back because I could see that the marriage is not coming .

I went back home ,that time I could see that there is no marriage but still didn’t have anything in mind neither anyone to open my brains and tell me what’s going on . I stayed home breast feeding and started to help people in their fields to get money to raise my baby . Tears were now my food .

Oh marriage what have you done to me .

Author: Cecilia Mackenzie

Part 2 coming soon!

Children are a blessing from God

God intends us to nurture them , mould them and train (Proverbs23:6)so they become sources of joy to us and channels of praise to our King.

Today I’m going to continue with my topic which says’ Children are a blessing from God’. But this time will focus on praying for them.

Parenting is both exciting and challenging considering that no child comes with a parenting manual. Each child is unique and different.

A total dependence on God and a strong determination to pray for them always will easy the challenges you will definitely face in your role as a parent. Lots of us as parents diligently prepare for our children’s future by setting up trust funds while neglecting the most powerful investment of prayer.Prayer is a life time and internity instment.

Your children may not look like much right now, but your commitment to building their up prayerfully will yeild fruits as they grow up.When you bath saok ,cover and circle your children with prayer.By so doing you will be showing seeds that will germinate and bring forth fruits well after we no longer in this realm.

Through prayer we could mould the futures and destinies of our children.Pray for your children when they wake up in the morning everyday (Mark 10:16) before they leave home for school,when they come back and sleeping time . Make it a habit to go to their bedrooms when they sleep before you get home.Pray all kinds of prayersall the time so that those prayers will keep them going even when you can’t see them .

Prayer is our strongest weapon in defending them all times even in places where we cannot be physically present.Parents let’s pray without seizing.

Children are a blessing from God

Indeed children are a blessing from God.Then why can’t we cherish our blessings.No matter which gender they are, whether crippled or having a disfunction,let’s teach them how to be responsible,let’s teach them how to respect.Charity begins at home.Proverbs 13:24 says :Whoever spare the rod hates his son,but he who loves him is diligent to discipline him.A writer once quoted”teach them young” and I got the insights that you can’t teach ana old dog new tricks.Start aligning them now in the right way.Respect is not about respecting other people only ,it is also knowing how to take care of yourself and knowing yourself worthy .They should know that no-one wants to loose something of great value.Lets teach our children to start respecting their body before anything else , let’s teach them to take care of each body part of their own.Once they know the value of their body,then it’s easy for them to respect the person next to them.By respect , responsibility is born .Taking good care of each other be it at home ,church,school,etc .Let us groom our children to be the best mothers, fathers,leaders,ministers, doctors etc.And laslty all by knowing these we both benefit #childparentbond#


Worrying doesn’t make things happen.If yu start worrying you might finsh the whole week worrying.Instead stand up ,give it a try and keep trying.Worry steals confidence ,worry steals your worth,worry can make you a failure.Just shake it off ,getup,go for it and you will see the results.Once again stop worrying!

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