Back to the days

copy-of-vintage-fashion-flyer1I want to go back to the days, not the days when lived in grass thatched houses and wore hides and skins, no… but back to the days….

Back to the days when there was a distinction between wrong and right, black and white, and not this shade of grey

The days when a wrong was not justified to be a right just because everyone was doing it

Back in the days when it was easy to tell the difference between a man and a woman by just looking at them, right now am not sure if its Audrey or Andrew…you tell me

When we had Adam and Eve and not Adam and Steve or Amanda and Eve

When skinny jeans were for actually for skinny people

Back in the days when marriage was sacred and meant going to church, in front of friends and family and making it official and not just changing your Facebook status

When the words I love you and you are the only one actually had weight and meant something

When a guy would actually approach a girl and kutoa mistari and not just copy pasting from Facebook and twitter

Back in the days when sex between two unmarried people was regarded as fornication, a sin before Gods eyes

When virginity was regarded as dignity and not lack of opportunity

When ‘nimechill’ had meaning…abstaining from sex till marriage

Back in the days when we would gather around the fireplace to hear stories from the wise, while gazing at fireflies and stars in the sky

When we had respect for our elders and would actually stand in a crowded matatu for that shosho or guka

When kazi si kutwerk na kubendover but we actually danced to the tunes of African melodies


I want to go back to the days when a church was not just a social gathering but a fellowship of believers, Christians- Christ-like people

When the bible was not just an application on our phones but was held with respect and honour as the word of the one true God

Back in the days when the father was the head of the family and not mlevi kichakani

When we expressed our feelings to one another physically and not sending smiley faces yet we hurting inside

When being social ment going outside and meeting new people and not loging in to facebook , twitter, instagram it social networking

When loosing connection with friends and family, was something to be worried about and not the Wi-Fi connection

When getting a job meant having good qualifications and not just good connections

Back in the days when we had patience and didn’t have everything instantly – instant photos, instant coffee, instant shower, instant babies, and instant death!

When there was no e-learning, or e-library and we gave value to physical books, filling the excitement as you flip a page in a novel or storybook

When we hadn’t replaced writing books with i-pads and tablets and had the fill of stroking the pen as it touched paper

I want to go back to the days when we knew our neighbors and would count on each other in times of need

When we lived as a community and didn’t care if it was Kipkoech, Kimani, Mutua, Wafula or Ojwang, we all lived as one

So dear brethren, I plead with you, let’s go back to the days where Christians set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity by not conforming any longer to the behaviors, customs, patterns and fashions of this world. Let’s go back to the days…




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