Chicken Caesar wrap with a side of COURAGE!

I love to smile; it’s just the love of God that radiates from the inside out. It is infectious! Well, this smile went a long way this Friday. It has been sending mixed signals to a certain someone…

Last Friday I could not stop thinking about the chicken Caesar wrap that this traditional deli sells. The deli is right opposite my office, so it quite the “hop, skip and jump” away. Or pretty much “run across the street” away.

One of the employees there was super excited to assist me. With a big smile I said, “Chicken Caesar wrap please, with a pickle on the side”. I grabbed my chips and soda as I patiently waited. This traditional deli is the most awesome place ever and everyone in the city loves it. So by the time I placed my order, there was a winding line with many eager customers.

The employee who had assisted me earlier gave me his hand and he introduced himself formally. I shook his hand and introduced myself too. When my order was ready, the same employee looked dead in my face and another individual nudged him. That is when he retrieved a notepad. This is when I told myself, “OH LORD….He is not going to ask for my number. Not in front of all these people. Oh gosh, what will I say. I have no ring and if I say I am married he will dismiss me. I also do not want to embarrass him ”. Lo! And Behold, he did exactly what I thought to myself in that split second. He boldly yelled, “Can I have your number” I felt like hiding under a rock. We had an audience and I wanted the earth to open and swallow me whole. That is when I crept towards the counter (trying to be discreet and prevent his embarrassment), grabbed my Caesar wrap and whispered, “I will be back”. That is when his facial expression changed and he was like, “Oh no!” Everyone in the store laughed and I could hear a couple gasp for air. That is when I ran as fast as I could to the cashier (ok -not exactly, but play along with my dramatic scene, will you?) and I paid for my fabulous wrap and cruised across the street.

I shared this story with my colleague and I told her that this individual either had hearty courage or plain stupidity. Why would he whip out a notepad and ask for my number in front of a gazillion people?  She suggested that I call the store and ask to speak to the employee in order to explain myself. I declined to do so. I called my husband instead…. See this ordeal brought a concern that I have had for a very long time. I am traditionally married/engaged and I have no ring. I don’t want to beg for one but I just wanted to tell my hubby. He was very amused with the story and laughed so hard. This is the most courageous “phone number request” ever that brings me to the close of this post.

This is one of those random blog posts that is in between 2 thoughtful posts. Makes no sense at all!

Success in the Lord [ This post is dedicated to my beloved grandfather- Luka. Sunset- 09/09/2013]

The plain fact is that the planet does not need more successful people. But it does desperately need more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers, and lovers of every kind. It needs people who live well in their places. It needs people of moral courage willing to join the fight to make the world habitable and humane. And these qualities have little to do with success as we have defined it. ~David Orr

My grandfather passed away on September 9th of last year. He was over 100 years old. I feel the need to dedicate a post in memory of him. He was such a beautiful soul. He grew up in a small village in Kenya and had very little. Later he went on to fight in the world war, worked alongside Italian prisoners of war and also worked in a British colonial farm.  My grandfather did not quantify success in material possessions. I feel as if he quantified life in his faith, family, love, forgiveness etc

Shortly after his death, I was in extreme heartache because I would never see him here on this earth. I knew that he was with my Jesus and I found comfort and peace in this. Exactly 2 months after his passing, I had a dream that my grandfather was young and he had some “caprice like trousers” and a cap. He was not using his walking stick and was walking pretty fast and he looked really young. I later shared this with my sister who later sent me pictures of my grandfather. One photo was over 30 years old and it looked really similar my grandfather in the dream. He had the “caprice like trousers”  which was actually a trouser that he folded up as he was in his coffee farm. He had the same hat that I saw in my dream. If you have read heaven is for real, Colton revealed to his dad that his grand father was young in heaven. This to me affirms that my grandfather is in heaven, just as I believed!

All in all, I reflect back on his life with gratitude. He has shown me what matters in life. It is not the 401k or the vacation houses. It is the simple and free things. I refuse to quantify success in dollars and how far up yuou are in the corporate ladder. There is so much more that we are called to be and we need to see the bigger picture. I leave you with a very personal tribute I wrote last year for my grandfather. It was read in his funeral.


Our family patriarch taught us about self-discipline, love, faith and prayer. He was meek and simple but his actions taught us a lot, especially in his silence. This is the only person I know who woke up at 5am every day to pray for his grand children and great grand children. I attribute majority of our family successes to his prayers.

I have numerous memories of grandpa. I remember that he never liked to idle around. When he would visit us, he would take the time to walk around. He loved being involved in family events. In every ceremony grandpa contributed a lot (physically, emotionally and spiritually) . He was front and center in the decision making, preparations and celebrations. We know how much his coffee meant to him, he was really active tending to his coffee.

Let us always remember our loving grandpa . This is a great time for personal reflection. He has truly challenged us to be better and do better.
Romans 14:8 For if we live, we live to the Lord, and if we die, we die to the Lord.