There is this old man in our village who blows my mind! He is not a mellenial, but by looks; is young, though he was born in the late 70’s. What old man has in plenty are the assuring words, with faith which is void? Old man, has words in plenty. This is my fifth year to hear him talk, the talk of the haves; yet, he has nothing on him. He is a pauper! He is everything to call poverty! He is a dupe of circumstances! And so, the faith he has; would have served him well, if it was well seasoned, ingrained in actions. It would be better, that, it would move mountains.
Old man, similarly, is not in the market economy, except, moving around with a book (the Bible) preaching. He is a lazy man. What he says is not reflected in him? And knowingly, faith apart from works (actions) is dead. Man of God is not an action man rather, a chatterbox.
So he has nothing, only an assuring tongue; with empty faith and swear words. He speaks assuringly; like he has everything back home. He calls himself a man of God (wrong) a pastor at that. He has his wits and yes, true, a verbal diarrhea. He talks to everyone, about everything; how he is going to be wealthy? How is going to have everything at his backyard? How he is going to change overnight? How he is going to have paper (money?) Surpassing all the folks who think they are wealthy. “They lie to themselves,” he says, “It’s going to happen soon. Very, very soon.”
He continues to say that people are against him because of his good ideas. So they implement them before him. But the original ideas are his. He is the vision bearer! What am writing here today is his, and has been the case, ever so, up to now, on his 50th birthday? He still prides in his unshakable faith, which can’t move mountains. He stops only at the talking. He has an empty faith; which is not helping at all. Certainly, faith causes you to think, when it’s well spiced with actions. Old man is just obsessed, stuck, with his incorrigible state of mind.
He sleeps in an ugly structure; grass thatched, i fear to call it a home. Actually, to any reasonable man, its not a home. It’s a shack! More like a goat’s pen. He has no latrine, no kitchen, only funny grass thatched 2-3 inch sorrounded with fibres structures. This among all odds, beats the understanding of public health officials. He has issues to settle with public health officials. The basic items a home must have- (even a home per se) he doesn’t have. No jerrycans, no knives, no basins et al. He lives like a homosapien in this age. Really?
Surprisingly, he lives with his children whom he has gossiped in all ways against life meant for them, saying its bad. He wants them to lead a life, like his. Because he failed, he is a losser, right, he comforts himself with promises. They are fanatical! I wish to call them fantastical wishes here. I think, ideally, he would accept his fate and live accordingly- in God. Other than having faith, plenty; with no actions, with no plans and full of ignorance. You are a loser right, however, you have failed to change.
Adaptation is key. Its what makes humans resilient? It’s what makes us survive? There’s always a second chance in God. Grow static, fail miserably. The world will only believe you based on what you do, not words? Faith is truly living, only when its shown, when it’s worked- in deeds. Old man, pastor that is, failed miserably. He fails to grasp the precepts of his Lord; probably why his faith is empty?
Old man has no wife- sorry to say! He leads not by example. He was married some years ago but, well, as you know, now is divorced. He has 5 kids (3 girls and 2 boys.) The girls are the oldest. The boys are young with the oldest only 5 years. It’s romored though, throughout the entire village; man of God went into his own daughters. Not once, not twice; several times! This allegation, one time landed him into prison. He failed to change still. Getting over a problem is not easy a task, agree, but we have to… Its part of life. Old man got a heart break, he failed to get over it. “All women are crooks!” He says. This landed him into serious squabbles, and this intensified the allegations. “Those are allegations just- real falsehoods!” What is proof? Women are crooks, true? You have no wife, true? How easy for you to go into your only daughters? How easy for you to sin? You trust them, you love them; they are your only daughters, your only women you trust! Being man, tersely, your only temptation will only yield problems. This is sin, not nurture. The gap provides the evidence, the only proof to the allegations. This gap is an exhibit! You are in a trap man of God.
When we last talked, old man assured me. This is what blew my understanding? You know they had stolen all his clothes in his, what he calls a home? When we met, he told me about the ordeal. Well, but he was very happy…, strange!! “I am now a happy man,” he said, “These thieves thought i would be miserable… hahaha!” He continued ranting more about the ordeal for the seventh time, saying, they stole all the torn, dirty and very old fashioned clothes. “I have new ones now.” He bragged. What really happened? The people who came to visit, to agonize with him; brought in alot of new things in sympathy. Old man needed some shoulders to lean on. It was great! It was so massive! But probably, i guess, this is what struck mirth? The happiness..hohoho?
His old clothes, old everything were swapped! What people brought in were brand new? What a miracle? How happy? How blessed? He was over the moon! What then? However, until now, this caused more trouble to the thieves, as he assured them, slithering swear words atenth time. “Go hang, kill.. or else, come for more. I am a blessed man. If you still want more, don’t hesitate to come. My properties have increased tensfold! Go hang.. isssh!”
As I was still there, an old lady came. She came to pay him a visit. Old man continued to rant, cursing the thieves for the billionth time. “I know they are not happy right now, all the clothes they stole were torn. I had not washed them for a fortnight. They took curses for themselves..hahaha!” He was right? However, ever so, old man is advised to marry, to avoid such occurrences in the future since now, wife would ensure tight security to everything, in his absence. He is incorrigible still!
Help doesn’t come in the same way. You can’t really tell when its coming? It can be monetary. It can be materialistic. It can be physical and in some ways advice. You don’t count on it though!!
Old man was advised so many times to construct a house which would attract any woman to him. In other words, to change! To buy things that make up a home, and also to realise that change is inevitable. It comes,…wait,..in whatever way? It depends on how well you prepare? Realise, change will change you.
Hear what he had to say: “This house has a lot of blessings for me. I got married to a young girl the mother of my children here. I got my first blessings; the children here. I got everything…here. I bought my first bed, my bicycle, everything here. This is where i belong! Its not just a house per say,” continuing, “It’s a blessing? God is going to bless me more here. God is going to do wonders for us, wait and see. It’s going to happen soon. Very..very soon.”
Hehe? Assuring man, assured us a billionth time! To my curious mind, my investigation of things; everything he talked about; except the children, none was existent! None was right visible, rather, the bid was a gesture to pomp his faith, his only fantastical wishes? Everything else was more evident in words.
The things to reflect on, the things to call glory; at his home, existed in the heydays. They are memories now, history, only can never be forgotten. They are not new, change your permissive thinking old man! Better when glory is artified to look a new, the same as before; like memory, which doesn’t go old.
Dear readers, probably you’ve heard? That is what he says to however tries to challenge him to sense. He is not pro- change! He is naive; so self centered and thinks is fulfilling the word of God. He thinks is wise. He preaches the word. He fasts every day, according to will and every month. He reads the Bible (wrong.) He doesn’t regale with the word. He doesn’t understand!! The Bible impacts those who read it. Secondly, God is pro change. We change, the Bible is full of examples. We have witnessed. Old man just has a problem. He is obstinate! And thinks is with God. Knowledge is key in everything. Dupe the gullible, preacher man, those who are lost because of lack of knowledge?
God is everything. He can’t fail to salvage his shepherds- those who trust in him. Those who love him. He is God of all fresh, rich or poor. Accept!! Pray to God unwaveringly, trust, be knowledgeable, he will recuperate you from the pit.
Now, three of us, old man was ranting more. I and good old woman who tried to confab him still present. We were wondering? Old woman who tried to impart sense in him was being honest, now disappointed! She was giving him free knowledge, to salvage him from captivity. She was trying to be real. She was trying to be God sent. Though still, old man thinks, is wise, above everything. He covers in the cloak of sanity, carrying the Bible, hoodwicking men of sanity to Oblivion. He Pomp’s his stupid thinking and the lack of knowledge to the world. However, it was written; “People without knowledge will be destroyed?”
It happens in this way: physically, mentally, economically, financially and in whatever way. This is what happened to old man?
He continued to assure us, about five things again. He has to do them this year. Only five things, just in a year! Did it happen? Hahaha! He was gossiping! He assured us; doing what he does best? Talking! But no actions! What were the five things anyway? These preoccupy his mind? He wants to buy a car? He wants to marry? He wants to finish off his house which is at foundation level for over 15 year’s? He wants to buy a plot of land in town? And to set up his only glocery store? This is all he wants. The problem, he is not an action man. He has a verbal diarrhea, only helping him become a village celebrity, as is called, “Omwogezi”(talker.)
Old man; to my surprise, this is what he says, year in year out? Years come and go, weeks and months. Days and nights! Though, his priorities are not fulfilled in the specified years. He is just obsessed with the five things! All this i believe, he says to woo women; he wants to remain relevant? He wants to hoodwick the unsuspecting fellows; that their pastor is visionary! He wants to be rich?When you reach his home. You get to understand; he is a day dreamer. He has not even the basics. He has no knife, only using something; panga like, for everything. He has no kitchen, only using his very own house for that. When he is cooking, it’s a furnace. The so called house becomes engulfed in a cloud of smoke day and night. He uses it over and over again, as a sleeping den. Do you call that a house!!
Attempts to persuade him out of his savage life rocked. He behaves more like the hunters, with faith which is void. When he talks, you thank God for him. He talks, he assures; he swears, talking like the haves. I think these statements make him feel solace. They help him see tomorrow with a vision. They help him feel like the rest who are better off. They make him feel loved. Old man is sick. He wants so much to succeed; he wants to be happy. He wants everything meant for the haves! But sadly, he is very lazy! Attempts to enlighten him rocked. He thinks is wise, when really, he is not? He started the foundation of his dream house at just 25 years old, now is 50. He says he has enemies who don’t wish him any good! They cursed his house, his home, true! However, silence is a fighting tool. I repeat for you old man, silence is a fighting tool; likewise meekness! You only have psycological issues to settle. What else?
Your only kids are not at school. You are not educating your self either. You are totally doing nothing! You are stuck; just there, in your own shadow. You have trained the kids to be hunters in this age, like you. Really? They are savages? They are not living? Young kids, equal to yours, are achieving, your’s are stuck in the same pit, just like you! This is bestoweable only to morons. You have failed to change still.
However, you call those who have, crooks! “I would have been rich,” he says, “but am a righteous man.”
Old man is stuck in his own shadow. He is rich at the same time poor. Poverty is more evident! When he talks, you believe he has everything. Anyway, rich men be how- anything? Visit him at home!!! Faith is good, he has it in plenty, but no actions. Faith without actions is dead? He ends at only the talking and yes, he needs strait jackets. He remains an assuring man, with no medals to him. That is all? He remains conceited that everything will be fine through hope. Hope doesn’t disappoint!! Pray for posterity, your only hope!