25 06 17

Total surrender to the power of the Holy Spirit has been something I struggled with for a long period of time, till I finally decided I am going to fully surrender to Him and see what would happen to me.

For me surrender was a big word, which sounded like giving your power to someone who you were not sure they would take care of me if I surrendered to them.

So here I am after the surrender and unbelievably things are working more than just fine. The power of the Holy Spirit is working immensely in my life, I feel I come alive every single step of my walk with God and Him (the Holy Spirit) breathing in me has been awesome!

For Christians surrender to God is the most difficult thing, many Christians are afraid and they tremble at the words ‘surrender to God’.

Today as a Christian realize that the more you surrender to God, to Jesus and the Holy Spirit, the more the spiritual blessings in your life and abundance in every area of your life.

I am living free from condemnation, shame, sin and guilt by simply surrendering to the Holy Spirit.


22 06 17

Dreams dreams dreams… and more dreams. So how do dreamers look like? Today I am fully convinced that any journey of a dreamer is riddled with difficulty, rejection and people closest to them not understanding them.

If you have dreams and aspirations of making it big in any field of life, then know you have declared war with the devil. he will try with all his ‘might’ to destroy you. This is actually a strong indicator that your dream is a very good thing that will benefit lots of people.

The journey of a dreamer put the likes of Joseph in the Bible into great trouble. His brothers decided to sell him off as a slave so that they could do away with the dreamer, what they forgot however is that the dreamer kept living on. Joseph eventually made it and became a powerful man in another country, though it was not a walk in paradise but the dreamer finally made it.

We all have dreams, but few of us can endure the struggle of following our dreams to completion. Stand to be counted and make it to the Promised Land.

Many years back when I thought of writing, I felt like it was mission impossible for me. Today I am writing and reaching thousands of people with my writing. I am with the help of the Holy Spirit finding new thoughts every day to write them down and share with the world. I am spreading hope and to the cast down Jesus is using me to lift them from their shadows of despair.

Dreamers sometimes appear like crazy men and women who are just harboring crazy ideas about crazy things. If you have a dream move on with it, use the small resources you have to start. Do not wait for tomorrow or the day before, remember you will ripe in due time if you do not give up.

I am passionate about dreamers who do it for God, because service to God is service to man. Strive to achieve not for selfish gains but for service to humanity. Today say, “I am a dreamer made to prosper in the land of the living.”

22 06 17

I am the quiet guy who enjoys his own company. Yet some people find it hard to believe that introverts can actually be that different and still thrive in this world. Being an introvert has been a journey I have had to accept and learn how to cope up with the challenges that come along.

I have cried because I felt I could not make friends as other people would easily do, but in the midst of that season I found a new song, a song of victory and triumph. For me being an introvert was like a disease that needed immediate attention, and I got the attention and now I am healed completely. The scars of the old are gone and now I am focused on loving the Me that I am.

Personality is something really amazing that God imparted in us while still growing in our mothers’ womb. So beautiful is personality but so deadly is its handling. You could be introverted and feeling cast down like I was, then this is your article. Hold on and accept who you are.

Introverted people could be perceived boring, but to the introverts always be the sparkle that will fade away the boredom inside of you or around you. Sometimes in the journey of the introvert, it feels like a walk in the dark and the journey can be so difficult till you say, “I wish death comes.” One thing is for sure that night dwells for a season but behold day break comes with a song of praise.

I was stuck in that corner of lost hope and despair, but God picked me and molded me. Today I am a happy soul that still thrives in the midst of thorny ground. “I am made of God” I say while giving myself a part on the back. I let all the pain of feeling rejected go and give it to Jesus to carry it while I am made free.

Introverts are such amazing people, who have a very good vision that is in danger of being shattered by the devil. You can check through characteristics of being an introvert and learn why some people hate being introverts. One thing is for sure ‘INTROVERTS RUN THE WORLD’ be encouraged and be of calm mind dear introvert.

18 06 17

It happened to me a few days ago, when a feeling of not wanting to forgive started creeping in. I had lately started feeling that I have been forgiving people a lot.

Maybe someone would say a nasty word at me and I will almost immediately start remembering of the bad things he/she had said in the past that I had forgiven already. It was in this confusion and lack of direction that I felt God was calling out to me to forgive as much times as He had forgiven me of my iniquities. I heeded the call and I forgave all the people who had been a thorn to me in recent times.

That experience got me writing this article and I thought you need this so much. Maybe you are unstuck in this unforgiveness corner that you have made a hiding place. You think probably you have forgiven enough and now it’s time to revenge. Believe me it is never a good thing to revenge, be the bigger person and let it go…

When you forgive and smile at those who thought they had won the fight by crushing you, you actually make them feel miserable and they whisper at each other, “how come?”

It is not a very easy thing to forgive people but at least you can try and see how much God will bless you if for once you let people off your heart…

There is a phase that goes like this, if you resent people or a person in your heart, then it is likened to taking poison and expecting your enemies to drop dead! Wow, forgive and let go so that you are not imprisoned by people.


18 06 17

“There is now no condemnation for those who are in the Lord”, and that’s so true.

The devil will be the best accuser when we fail as people who know the Lord, he will crush us with our shortcomings and try as much as he can to shutter us under his unable, powerless and weak wobbling feet. But as the Lord lives we are more than conquerors and He will forever live because He is the Alpha and Omega.

Our accuser, the devil will always find ways to condemn us with our past and sometimes as Christians we give in to his accusation and we feel condemned, and slowly we are weighed down with the burden of sins of the past which Jesus has already carried for us.

Today declare that you are the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus. So why are you cast down oh my soul? Ask yourself and lift your eyes to the Lord from whence comes your help.

My life has been riddled with such accusations, and I thought maybe it was the Holy Spirit condemning me. I however realized from amazing preachings from the pastors who feed me the word of the Lord that, when the Holy Spirit convicts us of our sins He points us to Jesus, but when the devil does the accusation he brings shame to us.

I broke loose of all the condemnation! And declared my righteousness in Jesus. Today I would love to beseech you my brother or sister that you should break loose of any condemnation that weighs you down and believe Jesus did it  all for you.

I am not encouraging people to dwell in sin, but I am encouraging you and you to dwell in Jesus and when you fail and fall off the path of righteousness do not feel condemned but dust off yourself and seek God’s forgiveness. Jesus loves you and will always forgive us.


15 06 17

And that was his past. “What happened?” she asked. “That was a story long gone” he said, not paying much attention on her. This was his life now and if anybody cared to ask about his past, he would simply say, “That was a story long gone.” True to his word that was his life then, having lived that painful life which no one could wish for. And his life now? Well it was not heaven but at least it was not hell.

The years when he would live in the streets, in the corridors where people passed without looking back unless they used the same path to return. He was now 30 years old; a closer look showed he did not have a good life at a younger age. He was short in height, chocolate black in complexion, had that mockery smile, careless hands and his legs as if enduring carrying the weight of the whole body walked slowly.

He loved black suits and he constantly put on a coat even on a hot day to hide the scar on his arm and his friends threatened to remove the coat, but he would give them one stern look that made them quiver and shrunk in fear. Most of his days were busy and on a less busy day all the past life deeds came back to his mind and filled him with anger that made him cry like a small child, and constantly his secretary would ask “what happened?”

Today Mr. Man is walking in the same street he lived once, before a miracle happened and landed him in an office. Many years have passed since then and like any other person Mr. Man has tried to forget his past especially that painful past. He has constantly avoided this street. At least for now you know why, do you? This was his hell which tortured him and made him realize the other side of life, the bitter side, as bitter as the afflictions of hell.

Today the street is busy and everybody is making ‘ends meet’, it is hot, noisy and the smell of a mixture of everything hits ones nose and with one last effort you sneeze your lungs out. Mr. Man was among the well dressed people to pass that street today, he was on foot and he had come on ‘official duty’ if to say.

The path is crowded and most people are on foot. Allow me to describe the street please, will you? Let’s call it street X, street X is sandwiched by a long line of buildings on each side and outside each line of buildings there is a long corridor. Mr. Man is using the long corridor on the left side of the street. Vehicles using this street are moving up while others moving down I am not a good illustrator, but at least you have an idea, Good.

In his ups and downs, he meets this person, the person recognizes him, gives him one envy look and at the top of his voice starts shouting, “look at this man, he was a beggar here, poor and useless he was, now that he thinks he is rich, he comes here to laugh at us, look at him only his clothes make him look better but inside him, he is poor, dirty, isolated…” the man rattled on and on. Mr. Man like if had a wound pricked could not hold himself, the pain he harbored in his heart now laid bare could not carry it any more, he felt his head spin and passed out…

Our past should remain in the past and no one should carry it to our present. Everyone should learn to leave the past in the past especially the painful past. When we revive the bad past of others, we torture them and they pass out, think of it if it were you, let the bad past remain in the books of history. Bad history brings no happiness to any one.

15 06 17

We all came to agree that in life we have to compete, fight hard for the resources available, it is survival for the fittest; it does not call only for the strong and the outwardly well-built bodies that we use to fight it out in the battle of life; of life and death. It calls for reasoning, intelligence and many more elements that go beyond our physical strength; it is the mental strength.

All are prompted and urged to fight it out, when the fight is too hard some withdraw and call it ‘life’ others struggle and call it ‘heaven’ made down on earth, yet the ‘life’ callers go to the ‘heaven’ callers for a piece of their heaven. The ’heaven’ callers not to show their kindness and hide their survival for the fittest tactics, order around the ‘life’ callers to perform those tasks that will make the ‘heaven’ callers make a more heaven down here, where? The earth, the home of struggle which never ceases to amaze the ‘life’ callers, this earth was made to be hot, thirsty and hungry? But like men and women of wisdom, they made it cool, water full and a fruitful life and they said “That was a different thing.”

The guy was my friend and like soldiers in the battle field, we both were eager to fight it out, this was a life and death fight, we were fighting to survive and like soldiers we had our own tactics to fight this one common enemy which was our survival. We both got weary after a few minutes of fighting and we fell asleep, we slept that sleep that was not peaceful, a wake-and-sleep type of sleep after a few seconds of sleeping. We however forgot our survival enemy was running away for fear of us and our survival was running low. We would no longer continue sleeping and like fierce, angry and hungry lions we set off to get our survival enemy who was going away because that was the fighting technique.

Our survival enemy is like a big piece of bread and was meant to be picked and put in a sack full that will sustain our lives, surviving was the reason of the name and anyone who was unable to fill the sack then lost their survival. A friend and a friend we went after the survival bread, each of us used their own tactic to reach the survival bread faster, but unfortunately my friend lost the race because, “That was not a different thing.” I mean my friend copied and pasted.

“And that was life.” I gave a deep sigh, it was indeed life. When we are in the race of survival, no one needs to look at the person next to them, how he/she runs is none of your business, both you and me put forward our best foot needless to say of the pain we undergo while struggling to reach our survival, our destiny, our set goals and much more in life. Because nothing is as depressing as looking at what people do to reach your set goals.

Everyone and everybody has his/her own piece of the cake in life, it is all about toiling and perfecting what we were created to do and use it to build harmony, love, peace and a heaven. Everyone loves to look around for any idea left out to work on to survive, but then nothing is as bad as looking at what others do and instead of developing a new tactic, we imitate. Everybody does a different thing to get a different result and to create wide and varied elements to make a cool, water full and fruitful earth.

I did not say do what other people do but I said do the same thing but in a different way. Better and much better should you do a different thing. When we both do the same thing with the same formula we do not make a difference in life. Do something that everybody could say, “That was a different thing…”

13 06 17

A disclaimer, this is my testimony of the amazing works of Jesus in my life.

He has given me peace which I cannot explain, there were times storms of life would hit me and would almost make me lose balance and grip of my life, but in the midst of all that I still found peace to rise above that.

He has taught me to love people, not only those who love me but at most to those who hurt me so bad. I still smile and continue to smile as I share the love through the smile.You deserve to smile

He has taught me forgiveness, I remember when the feeling of anger rose and I said to myself, “I won’t forgive Him; in fact He’s the one who hurt me.” He came to me and whispered, “so much I forgave your sins, so much you must forgive others too.”

He taught me humility. When I would feel justified to get what I thought was my right, he taught me to humble myself because He said to me in due time he will exalt me.

So much He has done this man Jesus and he continues doing. What more is impossible to Him?

Share your testimony with others of Jesus works in your life or email me at jerekimi2@gmail.com so that I might share it with others on this website. Be the first to have your story published!

11 06 17

I have tried to find the answer to this question for the longest time now, “why do I write?” I have written over 50 articles since two years ago when I started this writing affair. I think maybe I write because I want money or maybe to be seen as a person who is just doing something with their free time.

It has not been easy, it has never been a walk in paradise, I have cried over this and I have at one time hated God because I put blood, sweat and tears on this and what do I get? Frustration and no money in my account.

One guy once said writing is a dog’s work, I have heard enough of how I am never going to make it in this field of being a writer and it has hurt me. They said this field has its own experts who make money out of it and make it big. Here I am again still writing and will write some more.

I remember when I started writing I used to walk quiet a long distance to be able to access internet to at least post my articles, under the scorching African sun I would walk. Sometimes I would find the cyber closed but I would not give up. I still do not give up, check jeremiahblogs.wordpress.com it is my website and you will realize how hard I have worked to put such great content.

I started writing after I got bored sitting the whole day at home and going to class in the evening to attend my classes in the university, I am a student at Technical University of Mombasa, located at the coast in Kenya, I am currently in my fourth year first semester doing my degree in journalism and mass communication.

So where was I? yeah I was bored sitting home the whole day with nothing to do, my first article was on the gay people, check it on jeremiahblogs.wordpress.com it’s called the other side of the coin and I wrote it because I had so many questions on why anybody would choose to be gay.

So I started there and slowly God has given me strength to move on to this website jeremiahblogs.co.ke and meet a larger audience, I am still not earning anything from my writing and the question of giving up writing still comes to me.

Maybe you have followed my article since I started two years ago in 2015, do you think my writing has made a difference in your life? Because the more I write I realize that I do not need money when someone’s life is not being transformed with my writing. Read through my articles and kindly give feedback on what you think my articles have done in your life.

I am born again, a saved brother in Christ Jesus and I love you my reader so much. I would love you to realize I just don’t write because I want anything more from you but want a positive transformation to happen in your life. Share this article and all my articles with your friends and family and tell them about this website.

I would love your feedback, I write for you and I am doing this for God. Even if I don’t get money from this I don’t sleep hungry or lack in any way, at least I get food and have so much peace knowing I am doing it for Jesus.

I write because God tells me so, I am His servant and you too can serve Him by doing what He tells you to do. Support me as I take this article writing ministry to the next level.

8 06 17

When I was nine years old, I felt somehow I had started getting sexually aroused; it was the onset of my adolescent period.

Each time I felt sexually aroused by ‘anything’ I would wonder, what should I do? This was my struggle and I thought what was happening was just occurring to me alone.


In no time I started rubbing the area that was reacting to my arousal, my penis. It felt good and I would occasionally put my hand in my trouser and rub myself with so much pleasure, but this was not the normal pleasure.


Something started happening each time I would rub myself, some small watery fluid would emerge from my penis and all over suddenly I would feel some satisfaction and my pleasure would end.

By the age of eleven years old I was now on Vaseline and lubricants, however each time I would lubricate my penis, masturbate and some watery fluid would emerge I felt so dirty, which for me felt very strange because according to me I was just having fun.


When I was twelve years old, I felt so much in love with this girl who was extremely beautiful. I could not however tell her I was in love with her; I later came to learn that what I was feeling was called a ‘crush’.

Reasons for not sleeping with women to ease myself from masturbation was that, I was a Christian and for that matter a saved one. No one talked of masturbation in church but they all talked of not sleeping with women before getting married.


I remember envying some community I read in my social studies class that married at the age of between nine to thirteen years old. I felt I should get married and have as much sex as possible.

Years went by and I continued masturbating, worried whether I should stop, but I could not because it was sweet. It was the only sure way to ease oneself from sexual arousal and not get someone pregnant or getting infections.

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In high school people joked about how some guys used Vaseline to ease themselves, everybody would laugh but inside of me I felt guilty of not maintaining sexual purity.

I went to all Christian union meetings and rallies with none talking of masturbation, it was as if it never affected Christians or even better saved people of the Lord.

It is not easy to live a life of masturbating, all I want is to live a clean live and to worship my God with purity, but how does someone get out of it?

I know they are people with stories to tell on this struggle, how did you overcome it? Or does it not exist?

I just want to live a masturbation free life.

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