Today I went to a widows meeting on the other side of Kitale. I must admit I didn't want to go at all today. HEY I'm being honest here OK. I didn't want to go because I'm a little pissed off. I won't go into why, but just know that I am and I just don't understand how people can say they are a believer when they sure don't act like it.
Anyway, at the meeting I was the speaker, be that as it may. All I did was share my testimony on what happened after Robb was killed and how I handled life. Pastor Achoki spoke before me and I swear that man loves to hear himself talk. Most of you who know me know that I'm really not all that excited about the Pentacostle church. Well Pastor Achoki is a preacher from that denom., and to be honest I just really can't get into all of the yelling. You don't have to yell, for cryin' out loud. I can hear you just fine. It's like if they don't yell, you don't get the message. YIKES give me a break. Anyway he referred to me as being cast off because I'm a widow. Honestly I take offense to that. I don't consider myself cast off in any way shape or form. In fact I'd like to see the man who can cast me off LOL. God didn't cast me aside when Robb was killed. If that were true, I wouldn't have anything to do with God. Then Pastor Achoki compared us widows to Moses being put in the reed basket and set in the Nile. Personally, I thought that was a bit of a stretch. I guess it had to do with being cast off. Well, I know for a fact I didn't float down any river by God's design. Maybe by Steve's but not God. LOL (if only you knew) It's amazing how scripture is interpreted in other cultures. How can you link widows and Moses I'll never know but Pastor Achoki seemed to think it was a good way to describe widows. Maybe it has something to do with Kenyan culture, maybe not. I don't know, but all I know is that I am by far not any where near being cast off.
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