Growing deeper roots


Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree. When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured.

We have all heard that a tree is as strong as how deep its roots are.

It has rained 5 times, as far as I could count. In Kenya we have been experiencing drought in some places. The heat since December last year up to date has been heart wrenching. In my campus the results of the lack of water is evident. The once beautiful green scenery is now brown and dusty.

But in all that chaos, there are trees that are blooming. A beautiful sight to behold. These trees seem to bloom at the weirdest times. As  I  have come to learn, they are:Bonfire Patio Peach,African tulip tree,Pink Poui….etc . What makes them leave beyond the current situation. Answer: how deep their roots are. As much as this is true it is also important to note that  tree roots follow the oxygen-rich macropores, whether they are in deep or shallow soils. The volume of this soil type determines above else how large the trees will grow.

So in that long story, or short. I wanted to say that i am growing my roots, looking for a rich soil.

I am working on a project of looking for mentors for former street children who are now in different children’s home. This not only helps the children but also helps those who want to give back but don’t know how to.

If you would like to volunteer your time in impacting these young minds ,contact me.

And as a leader is one who reads. Been reading on how the likes of Joanna Lipper and Erin Bernhardt have been able to produce and direct such heart touching stories. In my growing deep. I want to explore the art of humanitarian documentary.  It is where i feel my heart is. And youknow what they say about home and heart. #homeiswheretheheartis

When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. Let God speak within you, and your thoughts will grow silent. You are anxious because your path leads away from mother and home. But every step and every day lead you back again to the mother. Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.― Hermann Hesse, Bäume. Betrachtungen und Gedichte

So tell me, how are you growing deep. Let’s talk

-Jo

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When will it be your turn?


Hello again world, we meet again.

Hope you guys have been well and behaved yourselves.

So much has happened, so little has changed. What I have learned is:  I prefer being condor to everything in this life and would prefer that being reciprocated. My love language is acts of service, I read the book 5 love languages by Gary Chapman, a friend of mine asked me what is my love language so I went and read and afterwards did the quiz.  So apparently, my love language is acts of service. So in the Love language proficiency levels, in acts of service I am a five, meaning a native speaker,  to quality time:a four meaning able  to use the language fluently and accurately on all levels pertinent to professional needs. And my least is level zero, and this language is physical touch; this means I have no practical speaking proficiency and No practical reading proficiency.Just means it’s my physical touch as a love language is like my knowledge of the Slovak language….No Idea!  So my question is what is your love language? Let me know.

So what does that have to do with the title of this post, one is that when my friend, Lydia, suggested the title and  two, it means we as humans have a tendency to want to be compliant, to be part of the group, to feel part of, to follow the flock. We follow trends, fashion, we simply follow the pack. Like birds in a flock or sheep in a pasture, we follow — sometimes at our own peril…….or to stardom.  So basically, what  I want to talk about is that we tend not to realize we need something until we see someone else with it and we tend to think what fits the other will fit me mentality.

If you are an avid follower of my post , I might have mentioned a friend of mine getting married to her over ten years boyfriend, my ‘it’ couple, so progress report is that they got married. The wedding was amazing!! And on another grand event in my life, my big brother, my one and only big brother got married. And what I noticed is that, at all wedding receptions, all single people were being asked ” when will  it be your turn?” “you are next!” Next is so and so..” some people even started looking at their girlfriends a little differently and savings increased. Do we see this trend? you attend a wedding to notice that marriage exists. We see a friend getting a haircut and we remember we need a haircut too. A friend braids their hair and ALAS! I have to do my hair.Or have you taken a friend shopping and you find yourself buying more than the friend you accompanied……It happens. You are not alone.

So why are people conformists,my  explanation is that our brains get confused between what it sees and what others tell us.Conformism means the tendency to adopt the attitudes, behavior, dress, etc, of the group to which one belongs. basically looking like this:    

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In my head it just means fitting in.Not that I am against fitting it but i am of the idea, let me start from here:

There are 12 million millionaires in the world, but only 2,325 billionaires.That’s an exclusive club, of which the likes of Warren Buffett, Jack Ma, and Oprah Winfrey are members. 

That is what gets me going,being the top few. The selected few. the cream, the cherry on top. There is this type of people who get up, go to work, come home, make dinner, watch their TV shows and then go to sleep to get ready for the next day.They’re such a hard worker and they live such a stressful life. Looking at all the great people that God used in the Bible they were not the one of the majority they were the selected few. Selected few in a sense that the has character that withstood time. David was  tall, strong, handsome.These are the sorts of things we first see when we look at someone too as they are easy to see. Some people might look for a handsome face, others for good grooming or good dress sense but while these things have some value in themselves, they are obviously not what God was looking for. God looks at the hearts, and David is called a man after God’s heart.

My point in all this, the road to destruction is wide. Mathew 7;13: “You can enter God’s Kingdom only through the narrow gate. The highway to hell is broad, and its gate is wide for the many who choose that way.    

That is all I can say, God created each one of us for a reason and a purpose for a specif time. lets not try to imitate or copy paste what the other is doing and forget ourselves because in the end, we will give a report.

That is all my good people. Hope you are keeping your hair moisturized and healthy.

See you soon.

Get right with God 🙂

Josepha