{Would have sounded better when it was fresh off the press... I had written all this then hesitated to press 'post' coz I still haven't shared the background to get everyone else on the same page (sorry!) :/ In that moment of hesitancy safari was like, "i quit!" >.< so yeah I'm re-writing this and you know how fun that is! That's what you get when you doubt yourself :P (Always Save your work!! Salvation is necessary!) oh well, there's Grace... so here's the shortened version lol}
On Jamhuri Eve, I was re-watching Sarafina! for my paper then when the song, ♫ Freedom is Coming Tomorrow! ♫ was playing I looked at the date and that's when I realized it was Jamhuri Day the next day and it was already Jamhuri Day in Kenya {Freedom is coming. Freedom has come.}
HAPPY JAMHURI DAY KENYA!!! :D HAPPY YEAR OF JUBILEE!!! :D :D :D
"This fiftieth year is sacred—it is a time of Freedom and of Celebration when everyone will receive back their original property, and slaves will return home to their families. " (Leviticus 25:10)
*** IT'S TIME! A Tribute to my Country***
To begin with I want to the thank the Almighty Creator for choosing to birth me into the earth on the Eastern side of the great continent of Afrika. I wouldn't trade my experiences growing up there for Nothing! Kenya, there's something special about you, so special you're about to be Thrust Forth! to share it with the world and also the world will come flocking to you #Isaiah60. Some people call you "the origin of mankind" and uhhh... speaking of origins I like all the New things I see popping up on my newsfeed and in the media! all your current feats - friends of mine and other Kenyans - You're so innovative and versatile! So proud of you! Najivunia kuwa mKenya! :D On the morning of Jamhuri day youtube recommended to me Jake Hamilton's "New Song" and I dedicate it especially to you Kenya, take a listen -though it's nothing new to you - you've been singing it ever since I can remember but more intensely now than ever. A Strong song of PEACE, LOVE and UNITY throughout the land, amongst the different tribes and peoples and creating a greater sense of unity with other African countries and also internationally through education, music and collaboration. I just love that powerful prayer of a National Anthem you have and your beautiful flag loaded with symbolism. Gotta lay the right foundations for greatness to be achieved.
When Uhuru ("Freedom") Kenyatta (Google thinks means, "Musician") was sworn in as president it made me think, "Hmmm, *full circle*- Like founding father, like son." It reminded me of the scene in The Lion King when Simba ("lion") finally took his place on Pride Rock like his father, Mufasa ("King") always wanted him to, reclaiming his crown and beginning the work of Fighting for JUSTICE, Restoring PEACE and REBUILDING the Kingdom of LIGHT. My hope is not in Uhuru, though but in the returning KING of Kings.
I'm in love with how PROACTIVE your YOUTH are. How they continously and effectively ORGANIZE against a really strategic target - against the POWERS AND PRINCIPALITIES OF THIS DARK WORLD! Using their God-given WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION to aggressively and mercilessly change the culture from the stance of authority and destiny! Boldly, passionately and creatively filling the atmosphere with the sound of MUSIC, painting a picture of the coming Kingdom, spreading Life and Love through dance and the arts {Concerts, plays, dance offs and dance parties to beautiful-sounding, heart-awakening, head-nodding, foot-stomping, body-shaking Truth Music, Keshas (fun worship and prayer all-nighters! Who does that? Kenyans! The Holy Ghost party don't stop! Turn down for What?! Haha} No we don't fight like bind mice, big picture tunayo! "The way we lead our lives; in freedom, openness, unity and consideration for each other represents our victory over all those who wish us ill. We are as brave and invincible as the lions on our Coat of Arms." - Uhuru Kenyatta. #WeAreOne.
Our neighbor, Ethiopia was wise to tap into that same arsenal, learning from the greats like King Jehoshephat #2Chronicles20 and by imitating such advanced level strategies overpowering the looming colonists and becoming the Only African country not to be colonized. And Kenya, though you were colonized, your prophets so it coming and they told you the power of the colonizers is in their education... and so the most effective resistance efforts would be through education. #MugoKibiru #Daniel1:4
Our neighbor, Ethiopia was wise to tap into that same arsenal, learning from the greats like King Jehoshephat #2Chronicles20 and by imitating such advanced level strategies overpowering the looming colonists and becoming the Only African country not to be colonized. And Kenya, though you were colonized, your prophets so it coming and they told you the power of the colonizers is in their education... and so the most effective resistance efforts would be through education. #MugoKibiru #Daniel1:4
I like how your primary schools are not spoon-feeding cafeterias but training grounds where your young intellectuals are challenged to think critically, equipped with a sense of identity and connectedness, and trained to use their weapons of spiritual warfare. Though I don't thinking taking music and the arts out of the curriculum was a smart move, hope that changed/changes. (Thank you Nairobi Pentecostal Church Academy for "Educating the whole person" and producing Revolutionaries lol) I'm a grateful for my experience at a boarding school, State House Girls High School which prepared me to tackle my next stage of life.
So what are you waiting for? Get on the Front line and PREPARE THE WAY for the Lion of Judah!! ♫ Ebu jitokeze, jionyeshe, simama mbele ya watu! ♫ Whip out your sWords (The Word Himself, your pens, your paintbrush, your camera, your clay)... Put on all your war clothes coz VICTORY is nigh! It's Ours for the TAKING! You also have to wait for it though... yeah you're about to be equipped with more POWER from on high then you'll be sent out with earth-shaking intensity and you will do greater things than this world has ever seen. RISE UP! #Exodus14:16
“...Enlarge the place of your tent, stretch your tent curtains wide, do not hold back; lengthen your cords, strengthen your stakes. For you will spread out to the right and to the left; your descendants will dispossess nations and settle in their desolate cities... For your Maker is your husband— the Lord Almighty is his name— the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer; He is called the God of all the earth..." <3 Isaiah 54 <3 #HappyYearofJUBILEE!! :D :D :D
♫Worshipping Warriors ARISE!! "The vision is an ARMY of young people"
This is the New Song, Rising from the underground!... The vision is Jesus, obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus, the vision is an army of young people. You see bones? I see an army.... They are mobile like the wind, they belong to the nations, they need no passport. People write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their strange existence. They are free, yet they are slaves to the hurting, dirty and dying. (What is the vision?)...The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes. It makes children laugh and adults angry. It gave up the game of minimum integrity long ago to reach for the stars. It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure... It loves people... this is an army that will lay down its life for the cause. A million times a day its soldiers choose to lose, that they might one day win the great “Well done faithful sons and daughters!”... And this is the sound of the underground, the whisper of history in the making, foundations shaking, revolutionaries dreaming once again, mystery esteeming and whispers conspiracy is breathing, this is the sound of the underground. And the army is disciplined: young people who beat their bodies into submission. Every soldier would take a bullet for his comrade at arms. The tattoo on their back boasts “For me to live is Christ, and die is gain.” Sacrifice fuels the fire of victory in their upward eyes. Winners. Martyrs. Who can stop them? Can hormones hold them back? Can failures succeed? Can fear scare them? Or death kill them?...Waiting. Watching 24/7, 365. Whatever it takes, they will give; breaking the rules, shaking mediocrity from its cozy little hide, laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs. Laughing at labels, fasting essentials, the advertisers cannot mold them. Hollywood can not hold them. Peer pressure is powerless to shake their resolve at laid back parties before the cock crow cries; they are incredibly cool, dangerously attractive inside. On the outside: they hardly care. They wear clothes like costumes to communicate and celebrate, but never to hide. When they surrender their image or their popularity, they would lay down their very lives, swap seats with the man on death row, guilty as hell. A throne for an electric chair, with blood sweat and many tears, sleepless nights and fruitless days. They pray as if it all depends on God and they live as if it all depends on them. Their DNA chooses Jesus, He breathes out, they breath in. Their subconscious sings. They had a blood transfusion with Jesus. Their word makes demons scream in shopping centers. Don’t you hear them coming? “Herald the weirdos, summon the losers and the freaks”: “Here come the frightened and forgotten with fire in their eyes.” They walk tall and trees applaud, skyscrapers bow and mountains are dwarfed by these children of another dimension. Their prayers summon the hounds of Heaven, and invoke the ancient dream of Eden. And this vision will be, it will come to pass. It will come easily and it will come soon. How do I know? Because this is the longing of creation itself, the groaning of the Spirit, the very dream of God. My tomorrow is His today, my distant hope is His 3D and my feeble whispered faithless prayer invokes a thunderous resounding bone shaking great AMEN from countless angels, from heroes of the faith, from Christ Himself. He is the original dreamer, the ultimate winner, guaranteed...
