When am getting out of my house and see the picture of my children hanging on the wall, I smile. When I walk in the garden and smell the roses, I smile. When I hear the birds chirping, I smile. When I walk into the office and see Jessica at the reception, I smile. And when Gilbert walks in to take my picture, I smile. I have so much to smile about – the wonders of God’s creation that surround me, the many blessings in my life, my beautiful country… The list is endless.
But as you can see on this page today, I am not smiling. Why? It’s not because the blessings that surround me are not there any more – they still are and in plenty. It’s not because God’s presence is not in our midst – He still is. But I am not smiling because of my country; my beloved country.
You see, I went to the polls on March 4 and like many Kenyans patiently waited in the line to cast my vote. You should have seen me walk out of the polling station with a broad smile on my face, satisfied that I had done my civic duty and the ball was now in…Subscribe here for more.