The three-legged race 


                                                                                   

The Lord, Jesus Christ  spoke to me the other night, as I settled down to sleep. He said,”marriage is like a three-legged race. You look and see two people, but I’m right there with the couple.” I wondered how and He answered, ” I Am the bond that holds them together, that keeps them strong. In my minds eye, the image of a couple hobbling along, with their legs bound at their ankles came into full view.  As I looked at the couple’s legs more closely, I realized they had just begun the race, hobbling, struggling to find their rhythm. The wife took smaller strides, as her husband took bigger ones, urging her on. After a few minutes, they find a common pace and rythm and begin to move with ease. Their bound, the couple’s legs moving in unison, now bold and strong. I sensed them smiling. Then I suddenly realize, this is one of many couples, finding their way, moving in the same general direction. Some are at their beginning of their race, others have been in the race for years, possibly decades.

As I watched the couple hobble along, their joint action made them stronger. A strong stride. Immediately, the truth settled over me. Their strength and act of unity, comes from the source of love, direct from the Author of Love, God Himself. He guides them effortlessly, their ease of movement eliciting joy and greater love. I sensed the Lord tell me, it is My Love that keeps them going. It is My Love that they share and are walking out now. The joy in the atmosphere is evident, and so is their love for one another.

I smile, thinking how complicated we make things. Marriage is possibly the most complicated thing in any society. Watching these couples willingly join in the race and keep going, brings the realisation how simple it is, if we allow the third strand, that is Christ Jesus, be our Guide, our Hope.  This lovely conversation with Jesus gives me so much hope and joy. Knowing we have God offering His leadership and direction, the weight of marriage becomes an easy burden, light and refreshing. It is no longer a chore or a duty. There is a lightness and a joy that comes with a sense of adventure. This is going to be so much fun!

Is there anything I can pray for you, regarding your marriage? Let me know. I would love to hear from you. You can send your prayer request to:  biashara1 [at] zoho [dot] com

May God bless you beyond your wildest dreams!

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Standing Firm, Fighting On!


Weighed down in battle and the armour suddenly feels heavier. 

Forgot that my Saviour holds me up, spurs me on and leads the fight. 

How easy it is to forget. It’s not about me. The battle is His! He’s got this and the end of war is already determined. God is the Victor and will celebrate with us!

Heading back to the battle in a few. First, that spiritual download!

Ressurection of the Son!



A borrowed grave, Roman guards reeling from shock at the shaking and shattering of the huge rock that sealed the tomb. The brilliance of the ressurected King crushing their brief victory. The ‘might’ of earthly powers reaffirmed in seconds. The dead King has defeated death and sin.

Who can claim to be mightier? Who can claim His victory?

Jesus, Saviour, Son of the Living God comes to silence all other power without a single sword or a battle cry. His majesty unfolds, His Kingdom established, He heads Home to the Father, gifting those who follow and believe, the Holy Spirit. We are not orphans but are the redeemed. Lavished and accepted in God’s grace and peace.

Hallelujah to the King of Kings!  

What makes this Friday Good?


A crown of thorns, a batch of large rough nails and a wooden Cross.
Jesus willingly accepted them for you and I, knowing full well just how imperfect and faltering we are.

Still, He took up His sacrifice, to redeem, transform us more into His image, then lavish us with the Father’s heart of deep love.

Jesus, thank You for Your awesome sacrifice and the chance to to celebrate your victory over sin, death and bondage. 

Hallelujah!

When things change


Happy New Year Everyone!

It has been a minute since I last posted. 2016 was my year of achieving great things, with incredible breakthroughs on many levels and in all areas. We moved to Ethiopia as a family and had a wonderful time, settling into a communist state but enjoying overcoming breakthrough in all areas. Work was great.

Sadly, it is the year that my darling Mum passed away, after a battle with cancer, finally answering her call to go Home. Difficult as this was, I am thrilled to imagine her reunion with both my younger brothers and other family members. I can only imagine her joy to see Jesus face-to-face and spend time in His presence.

There are a couple of things we learned during our transition to Addis Ababa and back to Nairobi.

Do things well, as God is always in the room. We have a great God who watches over us, with such great love and care. Our obedience determines our walk with Him. Much as He loves us and longs for our love in return, our commitment comes in our loving obedience, not obligation. Obligation is loveless duty and often leads to acts of rebellion. My work environment was challenging at times, as I do not speak the local language, Amharic. Through my time, I learned to pick a few key phrases and flourished despite the language difference. The key thing is to remain respectful and navigate the cultural nuances, to gain acceptance and trust,

What you do matters and you are doing it for Him and His glory. Worldly applause will never compare to God’s approval and upgrade. We have one Judge and glorious witness. He alone matters. Obedience, love, faith all matter and He expects. This from each one of us. With His Word as our guide, we have a compass and a path to God. Being a woman among a large team of male Managers could be daunting. As God had set thtis assignment before me, I prayed daily for boldness, courage and love. These were simple keys that propelled me to small successes in rapidly changing circumstances. The test came when the State of Emergency was announced and we were able to continue with courage and conviction. As a true Kenyan,  I do not enjoy any form of political angst but we pulled through and thrived.

Trauma is a chance for you to face your fears. You are not alone. God leads and heals if you let Him. Coming back to Nairobi twice in two months to attend to my ailing Mum was nerve-wracking for birth family. We managed to stand together and work well. It was so difficult handling the news of Mum being terminally ill. She had been our greatest cheerleader, confidante and  nurturer. How things changed. The news that we had lost her was so difficult to handle and we were left helpless, until we cried out to God. He came in, granting us peace, comfort and strength when we least expected it.

Healing is growing. The things that challenged us a year ago, hardly seem as daunting today. It was our chance to experience the pain and healing we have seen so many others go through before us. It has been six months and the pain is still fresh, yet the Lord had prepared me for it. For years after the loss of our younger brothers, I grew really close to our Mum. She taught me so much about her and what to do in different situations. We shared precious experiences and built incredible memories. As a young child, she demonstrated intense love and care for me, preparing me to love our daughter and the other children we will have. I feel so priveleged and so grateful to have had that chance. I can only realize this, if I embrace healing and move forward.

Unforgiveness, self-pity and bitterness are crippling. Unresolved negativity is toxic. Drop it. Make a clean slate of by forgiving others and yourself. Receive God’s forgiveness and let your renewed focus on Him release you from a muddy mess. As I make peace with the things Incould have done or dealt better with, I release myself into God’s goodness, to enjoy His love and blessing. Without t, I would not be able to recognize or see what He is gifting me. It has not been easy but I know that this is the best thing. Walking away from unnecessary guilt and shame is the beginning of acceptance. Self-acceptance brings me to a place of tranquility within myself and gives me permission to love and care for myself. Only then can I love my family and others, as God would have me do.

It has been a long walk and even though it is far from over, I have a joy and a peace at letting go. Letting go of Mum. Letting go of Ethiopia. Moving back to find some things that I left, still the same. So much has changed and some stays the same. With God leading, the future is far less bleak and in fact s whole lot brighter. The things that tormented me appear to be far less significant and a whole lot less painful. It is a new day and it will get better!

Big blue, something new!


When change comes, the urge to hold onto all we know can be overwhelming. Your heart finds its voice, drowning out all your reasoning, causing you to doubt. Then your mind claims centre stage, declaring things can no longer stay the same. No more dread and drudgery in the life we know. The heart sings out for adventure, convinced change is as fresh as a cool morning breeze. The body responds in a clam acceptance. Sleep returns. Taste for good food is the new normal.


In quiet acceptance and in clear anticipation, the near 50-year old Kenyan lady packs up their house and home, gifting out many of their personal belongings. Urging her children in their late teen that this change brings so many fresh and exciting opportunities. Her husband smiles.  They all know that God is up to something new and beautiful.  

Friends and family expressed shock and disbelief. How and why would a family move to another country to make a new start? They can see the light steps, bursting energy and humble joy their friends share. Still they wonder, why now? How did they come to this decision?
The family are quietly overjoyed. A life under curses and unhealthy bondage to people, systems and expectations slowly eeking out their hope, dreams and life over a number of years. Husband and wife met at work, late in life, after an age of workaholic living. Healthy incomes, good prospects and an admirable standard of living quickly dwindling, once they re-committed their lives to Jesus Christ. Both their families stepping away; disappointed and ashamed at their obvious loss. She had a child and pursued this second marriage without a care for public ‘respectability’. Her new husband loved her dearly and stood firm in his decision, devoted and doting. Mother and child blossomed in the new height of love. God had spoken and walking in his promise, they bonded, growing daily in love for God and hope in the new life He so graciously gifted them. Friends falling away, with each new blow to their social status, allowing each one to focus on those to whom they are called, serving with delight.

Every new chapter brings change. Transition brings some pain, some falling away and some departing. At the end of the long tunnel called transition, comes a lightness in life; an unburdening. A new day, worth a thousand dawns, begins anew. Body, soul and mind enjoy the weightless dance into a new formation. A beautiful dance, starting slow and gathering momentum, filled with colour, laughter, life and a deeper peace.

The little family of nobodies packs up and heads out the door, clinging to paltry belongings. The little dog in her cage, at ease, lovingly watching her family take her to a new land and a new adventure. Where God sends us, there is peace, provision, guidance and a depth of His love, knowledge of Him and pure joy. Are your feet washed in preparation for your new adventure?  It is a journey of thousands of steps but He promises to carry you through, rebuilding your life and repaying every single loss or frustration, down to the smallest and most personal detail.  The adventure is near. Are you ready? Are you ready to dive in? Some of us are jumping in. Get ready, the divine adventure is coming!