It’s almost two weeks after Hesabika conference, and still, I’ve not gotten over it, perhaps because I hope not to get over it. That’s why this article has been on my mind since last weekend. And though I have not been able to write it down (blame it on the busy schedules of a high school teacher. Lol. Plus poor internet on that other side. By the way, I live in a shopping center called Kayole in the locality of Kambiti. We leave the network some meters after Makuyu. Story for another day.)
So where were we? Hesabika! The Lord saw it right that this thing comes just before I go to my teaching practice. He knew the kind of environment I was going to and the intensity of the temptation to be lazy and to not care too much about my work. That’s how my first week was.
There are a general laxity and a ‘not taking things too seriously’ attitude in my place of work. It’s only natural to blend in and flow with this course. But not after Hesabika! I just didn’t see how God having given me an opportunity to reach out to the students academically and influence other spheres of their lives I would squander it out of my selfishness. It doesn’t make sense. And that’s what Hesabika taught me.
Perhaps for the first time in my life, I consciously committed myself to a life of integrity. It was a dangerous thing to do because opportunities to contradict your commitment will generously parade themselves and lure you into going against the commitment. And that’s why the whole idea of accountability partners signing my commitment form was important because they can ask me whether am still standing up to be counted.
I will hold on this fantastic course. I will strive on. In small and big ways I’ll stand up to be counted. As I teach for the next two or so months, I desire to be counted. To treat those kids (and some few adults) like they are God’s people and not nuisances who’ve come to disrupt my life. They have eternal value! I’ll go an extra mile, as the Lord enables. What has been deposited in my heart I’ll not hesitate to give to them. And even if one, just one soul is changed for life, I will give thanks to God.
I know there are days I’ll not feel like teaching. Probably some days I’ll be angry with the students, and I’ll not feel like I want to see them. Maybe sometimes the only motivation for waking up will be the small stipend we are given for early morning remedial classes. Maybe some other times the students’ grades will make me feel like not attending class. But I pray that the conviction of practicing integrity shall remain constant. So that even when I don’t want to teach I’ll be my body so hard, and I’ll stop focusing on the earthly reward of my diligence, and begin seeing the heavenly reward. Because at the end of the day, the goal is to please God.
And so this is a clarion call for us. Let’s all choose the path of integrity. To glorify our maker and also to make the world a better place. Let’s be the salt we’ve been commanded to be. Beyond the Hesabika conference, Hesabika still lives on. It’s not a movement to recruit people and pat ourselves on our backs for the large numbers. It’s a movement of serious Christians living out a serious call.
I admit it feels good to be part of Hesabika. Especially with all the publicity it’s getting and all. Do I mention that because of Hesabika I was on TV? (Let’s observe some silence as I have a moment 😛 ) Yes, it’s good to feel this. But it’s far much more than this. It could mean a death sentence for some, a not so stable financial life for others or even loss of job for some. Therefore this is not for the frail in heart. It’s for people who will courageously stand up to be counted.
At this point, I feel like ending this article in the same way the movie Courageous ends. 🙂 Who will say no to wrong vices like corruption Kenya? I will! Who will save the crumbling education system in the country? I will! Who will train the young people of Kenya to walk on the right path? I will. Where duty calls, I’ll be all the more ready to serve! I will. I will. I will.