Samwana

Every parents dream is to see their children marry off and have successful relationships. in the traditional African set up, it was the man who initiates and pays for the dowry. the fact that this custom has not been abolished is a clear sign that it is of great importance and significance. however, like many other practices, it has been faced with gross misconduct and abuse in the recent times. Dowry is a way of thanks giving and not an investment as viewed by some elderly parents. for the record, i want to say this.... you cannot and can never buy another human being. many girls are loosing out on prospective husbands due to greedy parents. take for example Kijo, her man could not raise the over half a million price and despite having paid 'mwati and harika' it was rejected. another example is Elizabeth whose boyfriend drove off in range after 'wazees fines, lateness fine, lack of song fine, etc got over two hundred thousand yet the actual negotiations had

Praise God villagers, did you sleep well? today i want to concentrate on the bible by first of all asking you the following question. 1. Do you have a bible? 2.how often do you read the bible? 3.have you bought bibles for your children. 4. do you Give the word of God priority in your life? 5.do you believe in God and his word? 6. where does your help come from? I am surprised and flabbergasted for the fact that people can find time to spend and read the internet yet have no time for the word of God. i will tell you a secret about life. all the answers of life are in the bible... EVERYTHING.when i asked one of my grand daughter the meaning of the bible she told me it means Believers instructions for believers before leaving earth. we need to develop a passion for the word of God if we want to life life worth living. i suggest the following. (a) Buy a bible if you don't have one (b) During important occasions like birthdays, buy your children a bible (c) Encoura

Dear Swirrie,  I know that you said that we shouldn't contact each other during our "cooling off" period, but I couldn't wait any more. The day you left, I swore I'd never talk to you again. But that was just the wounded little boy in me talking. Still, I never wanted to be the first one to make contact. In my fantasies, it was always you who would come crawling back to me. I guess my pride needed that. But now I see that my pride cost me a lot of things. I'm tired of pretending I don't miss you. I don't care about looking bad any more. I don't care who makes the first move as long as one of us does. Maybe it's time we let our hearts speak as loudly as our hurt. And this is what my heart says... "There's no one like you,swirrie ." I look for you in the eyes and breasts of every woman I see, but they're not you. They're not even close. Two weeks ago, I met that dude we were with at Makuti. do you remember?He asked me abo