Viv sent me a link yesterday. I decided to wait till I was ‘free’ and comfortable before I could read it.
Little did I know that this blog post here, would change everything.
I sobbed pretty much through the entire thing.
It was deep, painful and I repeat, painful.
I don’t know if it was because I could relate to this numbing pain that outwits the mightiest of painkillers or the fact that someone was going through it, in real time.
Maybe it was Mbugua’s unwavering faith and the strength I could feel oozing from him as my shaky index finger scrolled to unveil a new paragraph.
Perhaps it was the fact that I was in a bad place myself and was suddenly guilty of not being thankful or even worthy enough.
Whatever it was, the post broke me into so many pieces and before I could recover, I sent Viv a message telling her all the things that I felt.
Her reply was “I just felt that you could relate and appreciate it. Must have been God speaking.”
I told her she was right and that I planned to read all his blog posts. She cut me short with the heartbreaking news that my newfound hero passed away on Sunday. The horror!
She cut me short with the heartbreaking news that my newfound hero had passed away on Sunday. Oh the horror!
I was almost mad at her for giving me a good thing, then taking it away. If I felt like this, what about his family, his friends?
As if things could not get any worse, I found out he got better along the way and even proposed to his girlfriend who has been by his side the whole time. Now he was no more. Whyyyyyyyy?????!
“Lucky” for me I generally have trouble sleeping so I had plenty of time to mourn, pray and ponder life in all its complexity.
I was both humbled and convicted by a paragraph within his blog post where he dared to ask the question “Is all this pain worth it?” I have to share this.
To answer the question of whether it is worth it to go through this painful experience: If by this pain I have been a witness to the truth and glory of Christ; if by this pain I have strengthened and encouraged a believer; If by this pain I might have pointed someone to Jesus and caused them to desire a personal relationship with Him, Yes, it is worth it. My body will probably disagree, and it is expected, but I choose to side with my spirit and soul, which vehemently affirm.
Whether you are a believer or not, I am convinced each of us has a role to play, an innate ability, to inspire others even in the slightest of ways.
We may not all be eloquent or confident enough to stand tall and speak of God’s goodness but that we are alive is enough. For what better way to testify than to live your life? e have no excuse for simply existing because every minute is an opportunity for us to be a living testimony for everyone we encounter.
We have no excuse for simply existing because every minute is an opportunity for us to be a living testimony for all the people that we encounter along life’s path.
I visited the late Mbugua’s facebook page, A prayer for Mbugua that has been open throughout his illness with updates and so many uplifting words of comfort and support.
It is evident he touched so many lives through his strength, faith and words.
I might have gotten to ‘know’ him at a time when he was saying farewell but he has impacted my life too.
The hospital bill was cleared as an emergency finance so that the family could leave the hospital in India. If I remember correctly, Mbugua’s body arrives in Kenya today.I got this number from the facebook page 0706551777 for contributions via Mpesa. At least the family can concentrate on mourning, knowing the financial burden has been lifted. Do support if you can.
Death is a thief and it takes those whom we feel most deserve to be with us but there is comfort in knowing that he who is no longer with us gave us great memories, and in Mbugua’s case inspiration too.
I did not know this graceful gentleman who lost his battle to cancer, but from the little I have learnt in the past few hours even I have a story to tell.
Rest easy Mbugua, may your memory continue to inspire and bless the ones you left behind.