The dance

  • A dream

I pick my best dress out; a lovely light blue colored chiffon dress. It is fits perfectly. I wear white sandals; I wear perfume as well, a light fresh fragrance. My outfit is just perfect and so is the weather. My heart skips a beat as I think of Him, I hope I don’t miss a step while dancing with Him! I shudder at the very thought. I have been practicing and we are meeting down at the beach to watch the sunset and to dance. I am excited, off I go.

There is a bounce in my step, I am in love. There is warm breeze blowing, then, I see Him, He is walking towards me. He smiles, I smile, our eyes lock everything around me seems to disappear and He is all I see. “Thank you for coming,” I say nervously as we embrace. I am lost in His perfect love and all fear leaves. He smiles looks at me, No need for words. I am safe, we begin to dance. I start laughing because I am having so much fun, He laughs with me and everything is just perfect. He is perfect.

Then tears fill my eyes as I remember how much I longed for this kind of perfect love, how much I had searched for security and love. I miss a step! He holds me, “I love you.” He says. Tears stream down my face, I cannot stop crying. We sit down together and watch the sun set. He holds me. “You are safe, I found you and you are loved now.” He says, “There are others hurting just as you were.” I take a deep breath, “I know, they need you.” With a look of determination on His face He says, “I will get them out tell then I can get them out!”

Amen and Amen!

Jesus needs boots on the ground, not so much to fight but to declare that the battle has been won. He needs us to spread the message that this is the year of the Lord. He has come to set the captives free! His mission still remains His first public statement,

“The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised.”

©2017 Catherine Maina

Mark 2:16-17 New American Standard Bible (NASB)

When the scribes of the Pharisees saw that He was eating with the sinners and tax collectors, they said to His disciples, “Why is He eating and drinking with tax collectors and sinners?” And hearing this, Jesus *said to them, “It is not those who are healthy who need a physician, but those who are sick; I did not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”



Words unsaid, stories untold.


 Life is a little bit like taking a train ride. People come in and out of your life, they board and alight, one might say…

Some ride the train with you for a while, some ride along a little bit longer.

Yet at the end of the day all you want is to get to your destination or in my case, home.

Sometimes I get to sit next to a really cool person, sometimes I sit next to a “not so cool person” or they sit next to you…

Sometimes I will sit next to a well-dressed lady or gentleman. Occasionally, a drunkard or a drug addict might take a sit next to me.

It is always a surprise; will the person sitting next to me be well dressed and busy- looking?  Or will they obnoxious and smelly?  Will they be polite and pleasant? Will they be young or old?

Just yesterday, as I took the train home from work, I watched as people get in and off the train.

I watched as a young pretty lady got in the train and after a while, took off her phone and started checking out her make-up on selfie mode.

A hurried middle aged lady walked in and stumbled as she took the sit across mine. She was holding some sort of health drink, for some reason I get the feeling that she was stressed out about something… (I could be wrong).

Things change, next stop.

An old man got on to the train and sat opposite the pretty young lady. I instantly saw the displeasure on her face. Even more so when the old man, pulled out a sandwich from a paper bag and started eating it. She stared at him, and then looked away (irritated).

Things change, next stop.

The pretty lady, the old man and the middle aged lady all alights and a new set of passengers get on to the train. A group of four handy men (I could tell because they still had their work clothes on) filled the sits around mine. They started talking each other loudly in a foreign language loudly and this changes the whole atmosphere, somehow.

Things change, next stop.

The men alighted and a middle aged man took a sit across me, he was holding a beer and seemed drunk, he instantly closed his eyes…

Oh life.

I take this same train twice a day, to and from work. All these souls are precious. Each has a name, each, a story to tell. Words unsaid, and stories untold.

Jesus came for each one of them, Jesus came for each one of them.


John 3:16 New American Standard Bible (NASB)

“For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.

Why are we here?


Yesterday a 13 year old girl asked me, “Why are we here? What is the purpose of our being here on earth?”

Well, I thought, “Isn’t that what we are all trying to figure out?”

So I came up with a vague answer and described my calling, vision and purpose for being “here” as far as I knew and as best as I could to her( because we only know in part, meaning we don’t know everything).

She gave me a skeptical look and then asked again, “Yes I get that, but what is the reason?”  “I just explained it,” I thought…

Then I heard myself say, “We are here to be loved and to love.” Quite satisfied with my answer, the young lady nodded and continued doing what she was doing before.

Still very surprised by my answer I repeated it under my breath, “We are here to be loved and to love…”

So true.

Mark 12:28-33 (New American Standard Bible)

 One of the scribes came and heard them arguing, and recognizing that He had answered them well, asked Him, “What commandment is the ]foremost of all?”  Jesus answered, “The foremost is, ‘Hear, O Israel! The Lord our God is one Lord;  and you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind, and with all your strength.’ The second is this, ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no other commandment greater than these.”  The scribe said to Him, “Right, Teacher; You have truly stated that He is One, and there is no one else besides Him;  and to love Him with all the heart and with all the understanding and with all the strength, and to love one’s neighbor as himself, is much more than all burnt offerings and sacrifices.


Just thinking…

Unlikely messages found on tombstones:

Worked for a fortune 500 company

Graduated cum laude

World known speaker

Best-selling author

Famous musician

Likely (heartfelt) messages written on tombstones:

Loving mother

loving father

Loving sister

Loving brother

Loving husband

Loving wife

Loving friend


What really matters in life?

How much time are we investing in the people and things that really matters?

Pause and think of that – Selah.

©2017 Catherine Maina

This amazing cake was backed by Ms. Ngozikaego Okwuosa aka Ngozi

for our church’s 10th year anniversary celebration. She asked us to share the pictures on social platforms and share the story of what happened as she was planning on how to decorate the cake.


God cares about us and cares about details!!

The bottom layer of the cake represents a rock which is the Lord Jesus. The solid rock, on which we stand. Our pastor is South African, he grew up in Cape Town and spent a lot of time at the Table Mountains. Ngozi, the lady who baked this cake felt the Holy Spirit prompting her to look up the Table Mountains and sure enough! It has similar edges and I believe that was a special message to our dear pastor Richard from our loving God.


Grace demands more because it enables more – Catherine Maina  

The second layer of the cake represents holiness. Gold represents holiness,

God sets very high standards for His children. Quality and perfection, nothing less! And he enables them to meet these standards through the grace of the Lord Jesus; “Be holy as I am holy”.

When His children complain, saying that it is too difficult to be holy. He reminds them that His has given them all that pertains to life and godliness and that His grace is sufficient in weakness.

God is love

The heart shaped layer represents love. God is love and Paul says it better than I ever could, “If I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.”

Our friend indeed

The top of the cake represents fire, or the Holy Spirit. The passionate zeal to save souls and restore what the devil has stolen. The love and the power of the Holy Spirit!


Kudos Ngozi for sharing your God-given gift with us! God bless you!

I forgive you

I forgive you my friend

You are free

Be who God created you to be

The ropes of unforgiveness, I unbind

I have learned the hard way

That holding on to grudges is a wearisome task

With the race ahead of me, I pack light now

I have great things ahead of me

I must learn how to love!

Go your way, God speed

I have been forgiven

Jesus has set me free

I will do the same for you

Lest my Savior see me holding you back

and throwing the first stone!

Blessings to you my friend

And blessings to your family as well .

I now go my way, to be what God created me to be.

So my friend, enough said

I forgive you.

©2017 Catherine Maina

“Master of the universe, behold, I forgive everyone who has injured me: and may no one be punished because of his wrong to me!” -Holocaust prisoner

From Our hands are stained with blood by Dr. Michael Brown



The brook

The brook

I took enough water with me for my trip. I was really excited about this trip; friends had told me it would be the “trip of a life time”, so off I went. Strange enough, there were more people taking this trip than I thought.

Some had brought water to drink, while some had not. As we walked on many people ran out of water, so I decided to share but my water ran out!

As I was walking, wondering how I would make it through the journey without water, I heard a whisper, “there is a brook just a few steps from where you are you will find enough water for yourself and everyone else. Keep walking and when you reach the brook drink as much as you need!” Oh how excited I was! Then as I drank I thought of the others who were also thirsty and had nothing to drink, “I must hurry and tell them about the brook!” There was a sense of agency. All those thirsty souls! But where did the water come from? Whose whispers lead me to this brook?

The trip is in my journey through this life. The Holy Spirit leads me to the brook. My Jesus is the living water. Those thirsty souls are friends, family or even colleagues at work who are searching for the purpose of life. When I am at my wits end and feel as if I cannot give any more I ran to this brook, drink from it and carry some water to give. Jesus is more than enough for me and for you. Thank you Lord that I can draw water from You and I will never thirst again!