Fire Of The Lighthouse

It's that time of the year again. The campus is buzzing with excitement as people are anticipating one great thing: Going home.   It is also nearing the Christmas season and Christmas jingles can be heard in almost every corner. However, as per school tradition, there is an end of year activity for the last two days. Do Something Cool (D.S.C) is a day where there are no classes but you have to do something that you wanted to do but haven't the time to do so. However, there is only one rule: it has to be super cool .  Always wanted to build a Scooby Doo sandwich tower?   Wanted to produce that album or start up that blog?  If it's cool and achievable  within  2 days, why not?   Everyone was so excited as they began to "plan something cool". Some were conducting a play production, painting on a canvas, making a poetry book, you name it. But there was one problem: What was I going to do? I sat down at my desk and thought deeply. I do lo...

I remember shaking on the stage. It was Youth Sunday at my church. Whoop Whoop! Exciting!!  We had prepared for this for weeks and today was the show-down where we took over all services. However, it was not so exciting for me because I was reciting a poem, in the first service. Do you know how daunting that is? All the Pastors are in front row, mentors in the second row, not to mention my Mum and Aunt in the audience, who have never heard me recite before. I sat all night trying to write a "suitable" poem. It is was not easy because I have heard amazing poems at the Youth church (The Garage) and I was just a novice poet. Regardless, I wrote the poem by God's grace and walked to church early before service, hoping for the best. Amazingly, my friend who is also a poet was there. He had me recite to him before he did the unspeakable. He snatched my paper and crushed it before my eyes and threw it over the fence. "Katai," he said. "You k...

"I can't do this anymore." I decided. One Wednesday morning, I packed my bags with great frustration. School was getting busier by the day and assignments seemed to pile on me like building blocks on a weight. Truth be told, my mind felt busy. I barely had any time (or made any time) for myself. I missed the silence of a calm summer morning to start off my day instead of being awoken by a noisy alarm. I am a morning person but these days, my mornings have become the worst part of my day. I simply rise up and make my way to the bathroom like a walking zombie. One evening, after the prayers in my room, I decided, enough was enough. I switched off the Wi-Fi on my phone, packed my bags for the next day and lay in the bed.  "God," I said, staring at the plain ceiling. "All I want is to wake up early tomorrow and spend time with You." I placed my Samsung aside after setting my alarm for 5:30 am. Just in case, I thought. Though deep down, I felt ...

I walked into dorm, thinking about life again. I just came from class and I was quite tired, but it seemed like my mind was more energetic than it needed to be. I was thinking about God's Great Vision. The one where He desired for humanity to display His glory throughout the earth.  I acknowledged the grandness of such a vision, but I began to wonder, is this even possible?  Look at the world, I thought to myself . It is virtually impossible to live at level-God. Is it really possible to be good most of the time? How can one live for God in a world that demands the opposite? Suddenly, my pink Bible and my personal diary seemed to wink at me from the corner of my eye. I decided to pick them up and flip through the pages and allow my thoughts to guide me. I thought of the Old Testament, in Exodus. After the Israelites left Egypt, God took them to Mount Sinai to give them a step-by-step guide on how to live for God. The Law, as it was known, was really detailed...

I remember it like it was just yesterday. Running around the yard with my older brother, playing an invented game called "Shadows" to kill off the weekend boredom. I remember screaming my loudest at the age of 10 on a fun fair ride at Gold Reef City, South Africa (The Mermaid, if I remember its name!). I even remember the amazing feeling on 24th September 2016, when all my family and friends gathered around my beautiful birthday cake to wish me the best year to come. As I watched the clock tick into midnight, I recapped on the great things that have happened for the past seventeen years of my life and I felt joy settle in my heart. Then suddenly, BOOM! An idea dropped. How about I share some of them with you, my beloved reader? In this special blog post, I will share eighteen things I have been grateful for with a small sentence on explaining why I am grateful. I hope that whatever I share will inspire you and teach you to be grateful for the th...

Once upon a time, I thought testimonies were for selected people. Yes, honestly. I never thought I could ever have a testimony. I honestly thought something bad had to happen for my life story to proclaim God's amazing power and grace. Well, I never knew what this year had in store for me.  When I heard that 2017 was a year of favour, it was hard to believe. However, at the end of January, after the prayer and fasting season, I decided, Let me just believe . I completed high school at the age of fifteen in 2015, and after leaving, I was unsure of what I wanted to pursue career-wise. I watched my friends happily pack up their bags and leave to Universities abroad and wondered what to do next. I did AS levels in 2016, for 9 months and finished in December, but yet again, I had nothing to do. Well, at least I didn't know what to do. One day, on one of my daily Facebook binges, I was scrolling through my news feed and I found a page that a friend recentl...

It's not possible, I finally said, shaking my head. I looked down at my pages full of red ink and decided, Katai, this greatness thing is just too hard. Most times, when people see me, I move around with a big black book in my hand called "Written In The Stars", where I am always jotting down notes.(that is how much I love writing). This book is my personal journal where I write down my personal revelations, notes (most of them end up on this very blog) and most importantly, dreams. However, at this moment in time, I stared at this page and wondered whether this new thing is possible. Continuing from where I left off, after I decided to be great, I began to think big and great thoughts. I asked and inquired from God, asking Him, what do you want me to do with my l ife? How can you use my passions and gifting to bring out the best version of me? Days later, after constant searching and much thought, I felt my ideas flow. I grabbed my red pen and began to write d...