The Fountain Magazine Issue 01, August 2013
The first issue of the flagship magazine of Fountain of Christ Ministry, Kenya. Find out more more about us on www.focministry.org.
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Testimony<br />
It was during the first term<br />
break of 2<strong>01</strong>3 that I decided<br />
that enough was enough. For a<br />
while now, I had undergone a long<br />
period of soul searching, seeking,<br />
looking for something… Something<br />
new, fresh, different.<br />
A Sheep<br />
Once Lost<br />
by Keith Tong’i,<br />
Form 2M<br />
Alliance High School<br />
“Why go to church so monotonous,<br />
dull, while outside there’s a<br />
world with unlimited pleasures?” I<br />
thought. I mulled over this question<br />
for quite long, very long indeed<br />
I thought I would go insane.<br />
Life was always easy until I chose to apply<br />
to foreign universities. <strong>The</strong> grueling process<br />
often left me despaired. I could not see where<br />
I was going. I was down in a valley in the dead<br />
of the night. <strong>The</strong>n, I<br />
i n<br />
simple<br />
faith and<br />
trust<br />
by<br />
Claudia<br />
Gisemba<br />
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I had begun attending the SDA<br />
services once, twice, thrice a week.<br />
But barely a month later, the services<br />
had become a no-go zone<br />
for me as I was fully immersed<br />
in it all: the computer laboratory,<br />
entertainment, reading worldly<br />
magazines, mails, et cetera. But<br />
all that while, deep down I knew I<br />
had left the church: I had left God!<br />
For three months now, I have<br />
been a stranded sheep, lost from<br />
the fold of Christ, Many at times,<br />
my fellow schoolmates from the<br />
SDA society have urged me to attend<br />
church.<br />
“Yes, of course, I’ll be there today,<br />
why not?” I’ve been answering<br />
them with that line, which has<br />
become my tag-line.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n a few days ago I begun<br />
thinking, “What value does eloping<br />
church add to me? How does<br />
chose to take a journey.<br />
I went on my knees<br />
and conversed with<br />
my Lord; telling Him all<br />
my troubles. He heard<br />
my cry and renewed<br />
my strength and hope.<br />
He said, “Child, fix your<br />
eyes on Me.” I expediently<br />
followed His<br />
instructions and made<br />
Him my Guiding Light.<br />
Ever since, my cup overflows.<br />
I was successfully admitted to Cornell<br />
University in the United States and now I<br />
know that when things seem hard, there God<br />
has no end in view but to perfect His people.<br />
Christ, who passed on in pain and<br />
anguish upon the Calvary tree<br />
feel about it?”<br />
<strong>The</strong> shepherd has found his lost<br />
sheep. In the SDA society, I receive<br />
an inner piece, joy, a sense<br />
of fulfillment, an inner feeling of<br />
accomplishment. This is where I<br />
belong; this is where I am meant<br />
to be. Yes, this is home!<br />
Coming home, coming home,<br />
Never more to roam,<br />
Open wide thine arms of love,<br />
Lord I’m coming home.<br />
My dears, many of us are undergoing<br />
this similar problem. We all<br />
experience our downtimes. My<br />
advice is: don’t lose faith so soon.<br />
A man never realizes how close<br />
he is to achieving something until<br />
he quits.<br />
Let’s enjoy the experience in the<br />
fold of God.<br />
It was Saturday, the 31st of March, 2007,<br />
at 10.30 pm when my mum got a call from<br />
the hospital informing her that my dad had<br />
passed on. Moving on has been hard for all<br />
of us. I could not see<br />
our family’s future<br />
without dad. For a<br />
long time I wished he<br />
was around, regretting<br />
having spent that day<br />
in church instead of<br />
visiting him in hospital.<br />
However, I am grateful<br />
to God because we<br />
have neither lacked<br />
nor begged. He has<br />
been faithful enough<br />
to answer us every time<br />
according<br />
to his will<br />
by<br />
Phanice<br />
Ododa<br />
we have believed and prayed. As I hope to<br />
join the University, I thank God for the twelve<br />
wonderful years I shared with my dad and<br />
I am very grateful for my heavenly Father’s<br />
unfailing and eternal love for me.<br />
Praise Him...<br />
THAMINI DINI<br />
by Sharon Kirwa,<br />
Form 1Y, Alliance Girls High School<br />
Najitwika barazani, ukweli kuzungumza<br />
Umuhimu dini aushini, imani nd’o takoleza<br />
Anasa na mali duniyani, Onyangu fadhali<br />
puuza<br />
Shikashika imani, nd’o mwelekeo mwema.<br />
Usiwe mwasi wa dini, mawaidha yote tangaza<br />
Kamwe syatie kapuni, barazani kujilaza<br />
Kwa chechetu tafitini, hekima yote kujaza<br />
Shikashika imani, nd’o mwelekeo mwema.<br />
Wazi sahibu mazoni, elimu yote kujuza<br />
Simamo kweli imani, na matendo kufanyiza<br />
Kiyazingatiya akilini, mema yote takajaza<br />
Shikashika imani, nd’o mwelekeo mwema.<br />
Kaditama kituoni, nasaha nimewajaza<br />
Yanitosha tumaini, mengi nimewajuza<br />
Na mengine jijuzeni, maarifa kujijaza<br />
Shikashika imani, nd’o mwelekeo mwema.<br />
HE IS LOVE<br />
by Susan Kerubo,<br />
Form 4, Pangani Girls High School<br />
One of the Godhead Three<br />
Sent down to us for free<br />
After the son died on the tree<br />
For God had heard our plea<br />
It seems for us he had affinity<br />
And all the love from the trinity<br />
That we might have peace and unity<br />
Not forgetting integrity and dignity<br />
IN VERSE<br />
HE LEADETH ME<br />
by Jeff Nyauka,<br />
Form 3, Alliance High School<br />
That hymn keeps running through my mind<br />
I like what it says, but it just isn’t so, Lord<br />
You would lead me, if I’d let you<br />
And we would go far that way.<br />
But I keep tugging loose, like an impatient<br />
child<br />
Running ahead, sure that I know the way,<br />
Perhaps half afraid You wouldn’t let me if I<br />
waited,<br />
Always running ahead: into brick walls.<br />
That hymn ought to have another stanza,<br />
Lord<br />
“He followeth me”<br />
When I go tearing off on my own, You follow<br />
me<br />
Patiently, lovingly, like a parent<br />
Are you shaking your head, Lord?<br />
Wondering when I will ever learn<br />
How not to run into brick walls?<br />
You lead me, when I am willing, Lord<br />
But the wondrous part is you follow me,<br />
You find me, dust me off,<br />
Comfort me, lift me up,<br />
And take my hand.<br />
To all audiences I write<br />
Warning of spiritual principalities we fight<br />
But He, guiding us, our light:<br />
We need not dread the night<br />
Devouring is the devils will<br />
But He wants us to stand still<br />
For we are a city set on a hill<br />
And the battle we’ll win<br />
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