Novels by Maria

“Oh! Yes, if only you would turn to God and worship him.” Miriam told Ken. Ken just laughed and walked away.“Does this man even believe in God?” Miriam asked me as soon as Ken left.“Ask him, you should ask him.” I told her as I took the remote to see if there was a channel showing something better. But when it got boring watching the TV, I just wanted to go and sleep.=====I was awakened by Miriam praying loudly in the morning, and I was keen to follow her prayers. One of the things she was praying was to get a good husband and also to get money to further he education. I however was really getting distracted by her loud prayers such that I vowed to tell her in the morning to be praying a little silently.“Good morning, Grace.” Ken greeted me as we met in the morning. I had gone to see why cows were making noises but learned it was Ken transferring the cows into one shed so as to repair another one.“Good morning, Ken. How was your night?” I asked him, picki

After I took Josephine through some counselling, she promised to change and to confide with me more. I however remained worried over how she was sexually growing up so fast, faster than her peers.Days progressed into months and I tried my best to avoid Ken since he was still wondering why I wasn’t interested in him anymore. But I encouraged him so much to continue seeing his girlfriend. But it seemed like he continued to visit the club where he would have sex with women for money, but I was no longer bothered with him. Besides, I only suspected since I too stopped going to our club and concentrated much on my personal life.The first trimester progressed well, despite the numerous morning sicknesses that made me feel weak all the time. But as soon as the second trimester arrived, things seemed to change. My body was no longer weak, I was no longer feeling sick and my sexual libido came back even more like an upsurge of something boiling. Most nights when my husband was not ar

However, the most touching thing that evening was when Miriam was praying for us as we prepared to go to sleep. In her prayers, she prayed that may God banish the spirit of unfaithfulness in our marriage. The prayers were so touching like they were meant for me and Ken. Ken was there, with his eyes closed, or I assumed and when the prayers ended, he said the loudest amen.When we went to sleep, Douglas asked me, “Does Miriam have holy spirit? The way that girl prays is just wonderful.”“How would you tell if someone has a holy spirit?” I asked Douglas, looking into the light that was coming through our window.“Well, I don’t know.” Douglas said.“By the way, I hear that pastor Alex perished in the landslide that occurred a few days ago, is it true?” Douglas asked. My heart missed a beat knowing that I witnessed the whole thing.“Yes, probably he was coming from prayers.” I told him, pretending not to know anything.“No, a friend of mine told me he was chasing a

“Grace! Oh! Jesus!” Alex exclaimed.Ivy was more than surprised.“Do you two know each other?” Ivy asked me. I lacked the word to even express what was in my mind.“Jesus is great, praise the lord!” Alex said.“I don’t understand, why aren’t you talking?” Ivy asked looking at me.I did not know whether to feel ashamed, confused or lost. Alex was the youthful pastor in one of our local evangelical churches, who sometimes back kept preaching to Ken to get saved. He had even given Ken a bible and some religious materials. It was a huge surprise to even see him there.“Well, they call me Pastor Alex, I am a good friend to one of his workers, Ken.” The pastor said looking at us.“So, you are a pastor and you have never told me?” Ivy asked Alex.Alex ignored the question.“How is my brother in Christ, Ken?” Alex asked me. I did not know whether to answer or just laugh.“Ken is fine.” I told Alex.Alex then looked at us in turns and said, “I know why we

“Grace! Oh! Jesus!” Alex exclaimed.Ivy was more than surprised.“Do you two know each other?” Ivy asked me. I lacked the word to even express what was in my mind.“Jesus is great, praise the lord!” Alex said.“I don’t understand, why aren’t you talking?” Ivy asked looking at me.I did not know whether to feel ashamed, confused or lost. Alex was the youthful pastor in one of our local evangelical churches, who sometimes back kept preaching to Ken to get saved. He had even given Ken a bible and some religious materials. It was a huge surprise to even see him there.“Well, they call me Pastor Alex, I am a good friend to one of his workers, Ken.” The pastor said looking at us.“So, you are a pastor and you have never told me?” Ivy asked Alex.Alex ignored the question.“How is my brother in Christ, Ken?” Alex asked me. I did not know whether to answer or just laugh.“Ken is fine.” I told Alex.Alex then looked at us in turns and said, “I know why we

Very gently, the policeman knocked our car’s window. Ours were tinted so he would not see inside so we dressed up and sat down, as I rolled down the window pane.“Sorry Madam to disturb you, but we wanted to tell you that you shouldn’t be here.” The policeman who wore traffic police uniform informed us. I was about to ask why when he suddenly said, “There were robbers who stole at a bank in Githunguri and they used a car similar to this, we only noticed it is not the one when we read your number plate, but for your safety, just drive along not to arouse suspicion of other officers, you know, some police men are trigger happy and might shoot at you without confirming.”I felt so relieved as I had thought perhaps they were after Ken.Ken started the car engine as the policeman turned to walk away.“Hey, I had nearly gotten a heart attack!” Ken told me as he rolled up the windows and hit the highway accelerating as fast as he could.“Hey, Ken, slow down, relax.” I told h

Several years later my son goes through teenage life , adolescent . He joins university and becomes an adult. He narrated to me when I met her, it was completely unexpected. I was exiting a marriage, focused on health, and parenting my little heart out. At first, it was all business as I was introduced to her as a client. As time went on, we got along really well and spent the majority of our days talking. I never looked at it as more than an authentic human connection. The more time, the more talking, the more shared experiences, and the closer we got. A few months in, we were full-fledged friends and not the superficial kind. We had all the ingredients to be best friends or possibly even more.It wasn't apparent at first because we were both in a place in our current relationships where we were leaving but not all the way done yet. Neither of us were even in the place to want more or give more. When our current relationships ended, we continued on our path of closeness. We

An empty street is nolonger in my heart. I had been alone within my heart for years. I suffered pains within my soul. I used to seek comfort the best I could but only to be interrupted by a heartbreak of one sort or another. I am now someone's wife, officially wedded. Wow, dreams definitely come true and well, my feelings are now in a consortium. I always wake up so early in the morning to prepare my husband breakfast. Do u know what this feels? Incognito! It feels the best thing in the whole world.God is good and this is not just a hyperbol or exaggeration, it's only the truth. Now many months later, I get pregnant. I couldn't believe we were expecting our second born. This was not a situation of hocuspocus. My husband was still the best thing that ever happened to me. We visited antenatal together and sometimes he could help me with house chores. He loved pampering our son. My favourite colours are indigo and purple. Our house had purple curtains and indigo wall paper. I alw

Just like life, love is a journey never quit. When you finally meet the right one, you will learn how to appreciate them. Everyone has a soulmate out there and ofcourse an admirer too. You will meet people all the time, be in love and out of love until the one sent by God turns up. When you have been used and dumped, always be willing to try out a new relationship. Whi knows It might be that special person. Never give up. I remember a time I used to think I was ugly, fat, unlovable, I almost gave up. But I thank God finally he was here

Nothing warms the heart more than seeing two people madly in love with each other and journey towards that lifelong commitment of marriage. God finally gave us the opportunity to witness our love being honoured and celebrated. We were destined to be together.I can never forget that day. Our love story was written by God. It was made in heaven .“I said, God manifest yourself”. The truth is I really waited upon the Lord for direction.I had always been anxious about stumbling across a potential husband and even told myself, If I look at him, he will know me because he has seen me in the spiritual realm.For our couple, marriage was on the cards from that reunion. Don made his intentions clear after proposing. however, the challenge was the fact that he didn’t have a ring. But, being an African man.. H

Love has always been a confusing fact, especially for a girls who have just come out of a rough relationship or relationships. Nobody seems to understand the mysteries under which different people meet, become close to one another, and eventually get married. Another detail about my love story, about the first time I saw Him.Many people say that the person you meet and fall in love is never right one for you but just an infactuation. Please I beg to defer. Amidst the confusion of friendship, love at first sure, tired of love and living my weaknesses away, , I noticed that young man was special. I am not so sure of what he looked like on that first night when he visited aside his soft palms because and, because I can testify that the love had closed down most of my senses.He wore a checked shirt, a fact that he still denies every time I remind him. “It could have been somebody else.” he usually says. The first night we went out, he looked amazed by the

I will not lie that it was smooth , no, it was tough. Very tough, very deep, very disheartening for me. I had so many sleepless nights, nuseau, fever, loneliness and even more . I was all alone through out the pregnàncy. No physical, emotional, social, financial support from anyone. I had no one to lean on, to cry too besides God. , What I didn't know was that he was going through tuff times of no employment, he had been bedridden for months. Life was basically unfortunate for him . I felt unloved, uncared for, I was so lonely. At 7months he contacted me and we met. That's when he narrated to him what was happening in his life. , all he was going through. We cried together and from that the day forward, we never looked back. Our baby arrived but his father was broke and jobless but we managed through. One time I took our son to met his grannies. They were so excited and we really spent a good holiday of 2weeks with them. It really felt special. Life went on with it