Welimo Tobias

FAMILY GATHERINGS IS A WASTE OF TIME.

By Mr Sam VIDAMBU.

It is the season. It is the time. It is the moment. The moment when relatives converge at grandparents’ place to share ideas, great ideas on how they can make the whole extended family to be more united.

Uncles, aunts, cousins, nephews, nieces, brothers, sisters and in-laws are all seen coming back home after a busy year. The uncle from Mombasa is seen driving his Lexus 2016 new model back home, the aunt from Nakuru famously called ‘Aunty wa Harrier’ is also seen coming home, the flamboyant 27 year old cousin is also seen driving home with his Mercedes Benz.

When they come home they will always park their vehicles in the open field where all of the family members and neighbours can see them. They will always walk with the car keys in their hands and whenever they need anything they will always point with their car keys. They will always command people who they deem to be less important in the family.

It’s true, if you don’t have money your opinion doesn’t matter in family gatherings. Your questions are termed as a source of confusion. If you don't have money, you are the one to slaughter the chicken and eat their legs and heads.

Things have changed. During our childhood days families used to meet frequently, with purpose and meaning.

Nowadays families only unite when preparing for funerals. They can’t unite to start a family business to employ some of the unemployed family members. They can’t unite as a family to break the chains of generational poverty that has enslaved them for decades. They can’t support the less fortunate family members because they want them to remain poor and continue feeding under their feet. Family members are competing each others instead of completing each other. Some family members develop chest pains when they hear that son of so and so has flown to Atlanta, Georgia, USA to further his studies. Some family members even visit witches and sorcerers to try and prevent others fr

The one who happens to know you deeply, considers your weakness and covers your nakedness gently without anyone's recognition, leads you to the right path and continues to respect ,cherish, love and values you everytime is either God or the real one from God 🙏such real love difines part of true salvation 🙏 May all those who are Godly real be blessed 🙏

The one who happens to know you deeply, considers your weakness and covers your nakedness gently without anyone's recognition in the public, leads you to the right path and continues to respect cherish, love and values you everytime is either God or the real one from God 🙏 May all those who are Godly real be blessed 🙏

My thoughts, the earthly trinity that keeps all humans busy is Wealth, Love and being famous, but the three will Never be at equilibrium state, Life is person's effort and persistence to balance the three which is impossible until the demise, the trinity as well builds conflict amongst ourselves, some people says wealth makes the two available but it's not the case 😁
I think love can try bring the two at it's peak, but we are living in the world of envy and hatred, I can refer to evil as hatred and Satan is as well derived from the same word

THE POWER OF LOVE;
shares opportunity, resources to everyone irregardless of origin, gender and Faith.
Cares for everyone and everything
Love is perfect and believe in everyone without considering perfectness, be it spiritually, physically or mentally,
Love is not envy, selfish, corrupt, angry, ....
Love covers all types of sin.
Love is not ordinary virtue but it's virtue of virtues.
That love is God 🙏
And the people of God are all difened by the term love, we can therefore difine ourselves whether we are real people of God, Hypocrites in God's house or satanic people depending on love virtue.
But remember also love exist in trinity 😁

DON'T TELL ME YOU DON'T NEED A WOMAN!

Some men think they don't need a woman for anything except s£x. They think women are nothing but s£x symbols, men's source of s£xual release and a glorified married w***e!

If that is the reason you are getting married, you are wrong brother!

You need a woman to fulfil your destiny! You need a woman to make you feel complete! You need a woman to support you, encourage you, pray for you, pray with you, stand by you till you become an outstanding success in life. This is basically the reason you need a woman, to help you achieve greatness! No matter how successful and great you are, your woman can push you further up the ladder of success and help you win more trophies!

You need a woman to love, cherish, take care of and be happy with.

You need a godly woman to raise your children with. You can't raise your children alone.

You need a woman whom you can trust and share your heart with.

You need a companion, a best friend. One who will admire you, celebrate you, honour you and cherish you for life!

You need a woman you can make and help her to fulfil her destiny in life!

You need one woman you can make love to, be faithful to her forever and see as your source of pleasure.

You need her motherly love, care and support.

You need the peace and joy that comes from being the husband of a godly woman.

You need to stay focused, avoid distractions and go all out to fulfil your dreams. When you have a woman you love and cherished, you will be focused, give your best shot to your endeavours and become an outstanding person!

These and many more are the reasons you need a woman!

Don't deny this need. God Himself put it there and said "It is not good for a man to be alone..."

When you humble yourself before God and acknowledge you need a godly woman, your prayer for a wife will be answered faster and you will enjoy bliss unlimited in your marriage.

A godly woman is a blessing to a godly man.

A LESSON FOR TODAY(a must read)

The late king of a certain community had ten wild dogs. He used them to torture and eat any of his servants who made a mistake.

One of the servants gave an opinion that was wrong, and the king didn't like it at all. So he ordered that the servant be thrown to the dogs. The servant said, "I served you for ten years, and you do this to me? Please give me ten days before throwing me to those dogs!" The king agreed.

In those ten days, the servant went to the guard who looks after the dogs and told him he would like to serve the dogs for the next ten days.

The guard was baffled but agreed, and the servant started feeding the dogs, cleaning for them, bathing them, and providing all sorts of comfort for them. When the ten days were over, the king ordered that the servant be thrown to the dogs for his punishment.

When he was thrown in, we were all amazed to see the ravenous dogs only licking the feet of the servant! The king, baffled at what he was seeing, said, "What has happened to my dogs?" The servant replied, "I served the dogs for only ten days, and they didn't forget my service.

Yet I served you for a whole ten years and you forgot all, at my first mistake!" The king realized his mistake and ordered the servant to be set free.

This post is a message to all those who forget the good things a person does for them as soon as the person makes a mistake towards them.

Don't put out the history that is filled with good because of a mistake you don't like.

DONT ALWAYS FORGET THE GOOD DEED BECAUSE OF LITTLE WRONG DOING

NOBODY IS PERFECT

Did you know that In 1973, the then Zairian President, General Mobutu Sese Seko, visited Mauritania for three days. At that time, Mauritania was one of the poorest countries in Africa, with an economy that depended on fishing, farming, and sheep herding.

During the three days of discussions, President Mobutu noticed that his host, Mauritania’s President Moktar Ould Daddah, the first president of Mauritania after its independence from French colonial rule did not change his suit throughout the entire visit. Mobutu realized that his host did not have enough money to purchase elegant and expensive suits.

At the conclusion of his visit, while at the departure lounge of Nouakchott Airport, President Mobutu discreetly handed a check for 5 million US dollars to President Ould Daddah’s secretary so as not to embarrass his host. Along with the check, he included a note with the addresses of famous fashion designers in Paris, where Mobutu himself tailored his suits, hoping that President Ould Daddah would also be able to order formal suits and accessories from those houses.

After Mobutu’s departure, the secretary gave the check to President Ould Daddah, explaining that it was a gift from Mobutu for him to buy suits and clothing from Paris. President Ould Daddah immediately handed the check over to Mauritania’s Minister of Finance so that it could be deposited into the state treasury.

Later, from this gift money, Mauritania built and equipped the Higher School for Teacher Training, as the country was suffering from an acute shortage in this field due to poverty.

Five years later, in 1978, Mobutu made a stopover in Morocco while returning from the United States and stayed there for a week. When President Moktar learned of his stop in Rabat, he contacted him and invited him to visit Mauritania, even if only briefly.

On the way from the airport to the presidential palace in Nouakchott, Mobutu noticed banners in French decorating the streets that read: “Thank you Zaire ,Than

MWANAUME AMEKAA MIEZI MITATU BILA KUFANYA TENDO LA NDOA NA MKEWE ....

kwasababu mkewe alikuwa katika kipindi cha kulea na alifanyiwa upasuaji wakati wa kujifungua .

Mkewe siku moja alimuonea huruma mumewe baada kuona majipu na chunusi kumtoka usoni

Mke Akamwambia mumewe, mume wangu mpenzi, najua jinsi gani unaumia na kuvumilia kutokana na Hali yangu jinsi ilivyo..

Nakuomba chukua hii 1k tembea tembea kidogo mtaani upunguze uzito lkn kumbuka kutumia kinga , Nakupenda mme wangu.... mmmwaaa💏 mmmwaaa 💏

Mumewe alimshukuru mkewe , akapokea Ile hela akaondoka zake..

Lakini baada ya lisaa limoja na nusu mme wake akarudi nyumbani .

MAONGEZI YAO YAKAWA K**A IFUATAVYO :-

MKE: mmm Mara hii umerudi mme wangu?? Kwa Kweli unanipenda 🥰

MME: sikwenda mbali mke wangu, niliingia nyumba hiyo ya jirani yetu kwa mama Sonso si Unajua mme wake amesafiri muda mrefu hayupo , Nimeongea naye kidogo kakubali kumbe naye alikuwa na hamu, tukaingia chumbani kwake tukafanya yetu ...... , yupo vizuri Sana....kwa kweli nime enjoy Sana 😋

MKE: K**a kwa mama Sonso Natumaini hujampa hata hela yeyote au sio??..

MME: Nimempa 500 akasema ndogo ikabidi nimpe yote 1k amepokea hela yote 1k😊

MKE: Yaani kumbe mama Sonso chizi Kweli.. ..😔

MME : Kwanini mke wangu ?🤔

MKE : Mama Sonso ndio wakukuchukulia wewe ela Kweli? Safari nyingine sitamsaidia Hata kidogo... 😮‍💨

MUME :kwanini unasema hivyo mke wangu ?🙄

MKE : wakati yeye amejifungua Sonso, Nilimsaidia mumewe kumpa mapenzi bure mpaka mtoto amekuwa ....sasa iweje kwa wewe mme wangu apokee hela zote Hizo ???,, wakati mimi kwa mumewe nilikuwa nampa bure, kwanini kwako achukue hela?? 😱

MUME : akafaint 😂😂😹

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The Tale of Kito the Cocky Parrot
by Sir Mert Villanueva

In the heart of the Mwea Savannah, lived a parrot named Kito. Kito was the most colorful bird anyone had ever seen—his feathers sparkled with greens, blues, and reds. But his beauty came with a loud mouth and a sharper tongue.

Kito loved to mock the other animals. He called Tunda the tortoise "Slowpoke," teased Chiku the cheetah by saying, “You run fast, but think slow,” and even mocked his own parrot parents, mimicking them with exaggerated voices and calling them “old squawkers.”

"Why should I listen to anyone?" Kito boasted. "I know better than all of you!"

One day, a fierce storm swept across the savannah. Trees bent and broke, rivers swelled, and the winds howled like lions in a brawl. The wise owl, Mama Nuru, had warned everyone earlier that week to find safe shelter, but Kito, with a flap of his wings, laughed her off.

“Storms are for cowards!” he cackled.

While others huddled safely in burrows, caves, and nests strengthened with advice from their elders, Kito flew high, taunting the sky. But the storm struck with a vengeance. A bolt of lightning cracked a branch beneath him, and a fierce gust sent him spiraling. Drenched, bruised, and lost, Kito spent the night cold and alone, clinging to a bush miles from home.

The next morning, he limped back, feathers muddied and pride broken. His parents rushed to his side, nursing him back with love he never deserved. The animals, too, welcomed him with kindness. For the first time, Kito had no words to say.

From that day on, Kito no longer spoke to mock. Instead, he listened. He learned. And when he spoke, it was with care, respect, and a new understanding of his place in the savannah.

Real-Life Lessons from Kito’s Tale:

1. Respect is a foundation for wisdom. Mocking others, especially elders or parents, blinds us to the lessons they’ve already learned through experience.

2. Pride without humility leads to downfall. No matter how talented or beautiful

The Tears That Flow at Funerals
Retold by Sir Mert Villanueva

Once, a chicken was bitten by a snake. The venom coursed painfully through her body, and in desperation, she staggered back to the chicken coop where her fellow hens lived. Instead of finding care and comfort, she was met with fear. The others, afraid of being poisoned themselves, cast her out.

Wounded and alone, the chicken limped away, not because of the bite, but because of the rejection. Her pain was deeper than physical—it was the heartbreak of being abandoned by those she trusted. Fevered, weak, and dragging her injured leg, she disappeared into the distance. Some hens, unmoved, said she would surely die alone. Others even watched the skies, expecting vultures to circle above her.

Time passed.

One day, a hummingbird came with surprising news: the chicken had survived. She now lived in a cave nearby but had lost her leg due to the venom. Life was hard for her—she was struggling to find food. She needed help. The hummingbird pleaded with the coop for assistance.

But one by one, the hens gave excuses.

“I’m laying eggs…”

“I’m busy searching for corn…”

“I need to care for my chicks…”

No one went.

More time passed.

Then the hummingbird returned, this time with sorrow. “She is dead,” he said. “Alone in her cave. No one was there to bury her or say goodbye.”

A heavy silence fell over the coop. Guilt gripped every heart. Those who laid eggs abandoned their nests. Those who foraged left their grains. Even the mothers forgot their chicks for a moment. Regret had struck deeper than the snake’s venom.

Crying and mourning, they rushed to the cave. But it was too late. The chicken was gone. All they found was a letter:

“In life, many times people don’t cross the road to help you when you’re alive,
but they cross the world to bury you when you die.
And most of the tears at funerals are not due to pain,
but to remorse and regret.”

Real-Life Lessons from the Story
1. Fear Should Never Override Compass

●A female class teacher was
having a problem with a boy in
her class in Primary 3.
The boy said, "Madam, I should
be in Primary 4.
I am smarter than my sister and
she's in Primary 4".
The Madam had heard enough
and took the boy to the principal.
The principal decided to test the
boy with some questions from
Primary 4.
Principal: What is 3+3?
Boy: 6.
Principal: 6+6.
Boy: 12.
The boy got all the questions
right.
The principal told the Madam to
send the boy to Primary 4
immediately.
The Madam decided to ask her
own questions and the principal
agreed.
Madam: What does a cow have 4
of that I have only 2?
Boy: Legs.
Madam: What is in your trousers
that I don't have?
Boy: Pockets.
Madam: What starts wit a C and
ends with T, is hairy, oval,
delicious and contains thin,
whitish liquid?
Boy: Coconut.
Madam: What goes in hard and
then comes out soft and sticky?
*The principal's eyes opened
really wide, but before he could
stop the answer, the boy was
taking chargtaking charge*
Boy: Bubble gum.
Madam: You stick your pole
inside me. You tie me down to
get me up, I get wet before you
do.
Boy: Tent.
*The principal was looking
restless*
Madam: A finger goes in me. You
fiddle with me when you are
bored. The best man always has
me first?.
Boy: Wedding ring.
Madam: I come in many sizes.
When I'm not well, I Drip. When
you blow me, you feel good?
Boy: Nose.
Madam: I have a stiff shaft. My tip
penetrates, I come with a quiver.
Boy: Arrow.
Principal: O MY GOD.
Madam: What starts with 'F' and
ends wit a 'K' and if you don't
get it, you've to use your hand?
Boy: Fork.
Madam: What is it that all men
have, it's longer in some men
than others, the Pope doesn't
use his and a man gives it to his
wife after marriage?
Boy: Surname.
Principal: Chinekeme!!.
Madam: What part of the man
has no bone but has muscles
with a lot of veins like pumpkin
and is responsible for making
love?
Boy: Heart.
Principal: Eeeeeh!!.. The principal
breathed a sigh of relief and said
to the Madam,
"Send this BLOODY boy

Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Kathalani ---Kathiani Machakos mission of MMUST CU 🙏