Hello friend,
Last I wrote to you via this telegram called Poiema we pondered over a few words. I am well and have another letter for you.
It is about this Man I know. This Man from Nazareth, This Man Jesus. I have walked with Him and seen His kindness. More than a poor man could ever conjure in his imaginations.
He has shown me love. The real deal. Love that transcends scars and mistakes. He speaks kind things to me. “Your sins are washed away, you are eternally loved, My eyes are on you, you are the apple of my eye“. He chastises me, for He would not have me calloused by the murk of iniquity. He cleanses me, for He would not let me dwell any longer in the trickery of the devil.
He has taught me to love. He is teaching me to love indeed and in deed. With the steadiness that transcends circumstances. With a consistency that neither considers fickle emotions nor dwells on the shaky grounds of convenience. To love the raw deal I am dealt, not the ideal I so crave.
He came and changed my whole life, Jesus did. It was not an instantaneous transition from red to white. Nothing that spectacular. Definitely something grand and auspicious for the here and now and the by and by!
He is teaching me to change. This is a hard class. Harder than any I have attended so far, in academia or otherwise. To learn to change is a whole attempt at hard work, to change deeply is another uphill task. Nonetheless I would not tread any other path, for beyond the change He prescribes, I see glimmers of good, glimmers of Christlikeness. Glimmers of character, rays of integrity, clouds of peace, of mind and heart alike, I see a bouquet of righteousness and holiness. So when He teaches me to change I lean in on thick, for this is a battle for my very life!
Jesus has shown me power. He does not joke when it comes to doing anything. He has power greater than my imaginations. To me He has bequeathed many a realities that I could never dream of. So I am standing here with my heart so full that I cannot explain, seeking faith and speaking words I never thought I’d say (Lyrics from When you Believe from Prince of Egypt link attached below)
( https://youtu.be/NieC8KA0EvI?si=Pl8eKlODShyt8k2j )
I have testimonies of terrible sins curtailed, diseases healed, grand provision, exams passed, peace and reconciliation, relatives converted. In Him I thus lay my reasonable desires and outrageous ones too. The big and small are His to grant. For I have come to know the answer to be affirmative to that quintessentially black church question — Won’t He do it?. So I can pray with expectation and live with no fear of impossibilities. I can pray and wait confidently and quietly. To sit still and wait. For all I ever pursued lustfully, I have learnt, He is able to supply lavishly. All are possible by the power of this Man, my Lord Jesus.
If I were to stand at a precipice, of unknown depths and consequence, and He asked me to jump I would. For He has taught me to trust Him. He is teaching me to trust in Him. Proving Himself over and over to be the firm ground beneath my feet. Earning the trust that my hard heart is slow to give one loving act at a time!
So this is my account of the man Jesus. Stop me at some point in the street when you next see me and ask for a testimony. I will gladly give you one, with hot details and detours and laughs and if I really like you a few tears too, but we will get a testimony out nonetheless. They are more than I can count, what God has done for me. He giveth and giveth and giveth. And giveth more still.
Your Pal,
Kamau Ndichu.