Good morning,
A lot has been going on lately. I have seen the favor of God like never before.
I am blessed beyond measure so I am back to say ‘Thank you Lord!”
Even when things seem not go right, the good book says:
Have a great Holy Tuesday!
Dear Patience,
How are you? Have you adjusted to the cold? I miss you more everyday. JJ asked me why you went away, I told him you will call him. Make sure you do.
He says he wants a photo of you in Bulaya!
The rains have started again. Kampala is getting cooler by the day. of course, the sunshine does not give up easily. It gets its way always.
Today, I want to tell you about Susan.
The first time I met Susan was in July 2014. She was interviewing me for a job I badly needed. She was with her husband during the interview and I liked the way he let her take charge of the entire interview. From the many questions she asked me that day, only one remained in my head for a long time after. It is a question many prospective employers ask their would-be or soon-to-be employees. The question is”Where do you see yourself in the next 5 or 10 or more years?”
I do not remember what my answer was to the question that day. However, I do remember that I was not prepared for the question (if anyone is out there and has a perfectly correct answer to the question, get in touch) and I was quite shocked. I stumbled back and back and forth and talked about my love for nature, food etc. Totally unconnected!
He has the perfectly correct answer!
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I did get the job! In the course of my time at the company, Susan and I did discuss about my future plans both personally and professionally at length.
Very informative and fun-filled discussions we had. I must add that Susan is amazing at reading people. She knew my sad and happy moments effortless.
Patience, you must be wondering why I have started using the past tense. I will tell you. Susan left the company a few months ago. It was sad to see her go. I lost a boss (she hates being called boss). So I will rephrase, I lost a friend.
Susan, this is for you;
Thank you for being my boss and also my friend,
Thank you for all the advice and counsel you gave, I benefited a lot,
Thank you for taking the time to listen to me.
I wish you only the best that life has to give,
May you continue to infect those who meet with your radiance,
May you be more!
I wish you joy, love and happiness,
May the sun rise to meet you as you awake,
May God’s blessing keep you warm when the days turn grey.
Be more!
Thank you again!
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Patience, when you meet Susan you will know that what I write is just an observation. She is beyond my description.
I love you Patience, I always will.
A story is told by Robert Fulghum, a Unitarian minister, about a seminar he once attended in Greece. On the last day of the conference, the discussion leader walked over to the bright light of an open window and looked out. Then he asked if there were any questions. Fulghum laughingly asked him what was the meaning of life. Everyone in attendance laughed and stirred to leave. However, the leader held up his hand to ask for silence and then responded “I will answer your question.” He took his wallet out of his pocket and removed a small round mirror about the size of a quarter. Then he explained “When I was a small child during World War II, we were very poor and we lived in a remote village. One day on the road, I found the broken pieces of a mirror. A German motorcycle had been wrecked in that place. I tried to find all the pieces and put them together, but it was not possible, so I kept the largest piece. This one. And by scratching it on a stone, I made it round. I began to play with it as a toy and became fascinated by the fact that I could reflect light into dark places where the sun could never shine. It became a game for me to get light into the most inaccessible places that I could find. I kept the little mirror, and as I grew up, I would take it out at idle moments and continue the challenge of the game.
As I became a man, I grew to understand that this was not just a child’s game, but a metaphor of what I could do with my life. I came to understand that I am not the light or the source of the light. But light – be it truth or understanding or knowledge – is there, and it will only shine in many dark places if I reflect it. I am a fragment of a mirror whose whole design and shape I do not know. Nevertheless, with what I have, I can reflect light into the dark places of this world – into the dark places of human hearts – and change some things in some people. Perhaps others seeing it happen will do likewise. This is what I am about. This is the meaning of my life.”
Do we reflect the light of Christ into the darkness of other people’s lives? Will the world be a better place for our having been in it?
From It Was On Fire When I Lay Down On It, by Robert Fulghum. Ivy Books, 988.
Lionel Mugema 