LETTER TO MY UNBORN CHILD

Dear Son,

I am writing this letter just to try and tell you how I feel about you.
Using simple words that may not make sense at this hour, even to me the writer.
Please understand that these are ordinary words that cannot express an extraordinary love.

I have visited at the highs of this life and seen the lows it can give… but in all things I give thanks.

Son, when you are born in a family that fears God and reveres his might and power, you have the basic wisdom this fear brings. I believe you already posses that wisdom because of my fear for the LORD GOD ALMIGHTY.

I can confidently say you have a father that is a blessing and you will not be on the receiving end long. You will be a giver because the economy of God is measured on how much you give. This helps to create room for the blessings that God GIVES, Son I give you all my love because all I have is God’s love.

I have learned that a brown cow with black patches eats green grass and gives off white milk that makes yellow butter, the explanation science will give is that a molecule is bigger than an atom all I say is GOD is AWESOME.

How easy it is to take a father for granted because you never choose him. Son, God chose you not me. I am just a vessel to bring you forth to a generation that would not be the same without you. Unique in your way, not even your mother could give you her blood but just like me was a vessel, used of God to nourish you as He prepared you for that position he created before I even met your mother.

I have sought an education to make my life on earth fruitful. Only edible fruits are worth toiling for, what good is an education that does not change the world for the better; An education should offer more than information;life skills make education meaningful.

The summer is quickly fading and the days are getting shorter and colder as we draw to the season of winter. Having spent the summer reaping what was sown in the previous winter, we gather what is left and stock up for the winter ahead, the season when most of the sowing is done.

On the cold morning I wake up feeling really low and the thought of a little more slumber crosses my mind, the thought of you and the things that I want you to give me that spark and rave my engines and face another day, for this I thank you.

I received good news from you Uncle in Kigali, just like I said, he GAVE and that's a debt to me... the more reason i need to work harder and give back in good measure pressed down shaken together and flowing over. This generosity only showed me that I am surrounded by the right influence to raise you right!

This weekend I was out making friends believing that you will reap from the friendships that i make because they are for generations to come. I also believe that it is nice to have friends that have not been made for you. I loved the fact that I stand as myself and not my fathers' son. I believe this is one of the reasons why God brought me to England, to find my identity as an individual.

Son, I hope this letter gives you the courage to understand why certain this should be done. When the time of correction comes, I will have to do it because of the Love I have, the love that longs to see you walk in the path that leads to life.

My father confessed to me once that his father was a better father than he is and my prayer since has been to be as good a father as my grand-father. May you be a better son than the son I have been to my father.

LOVE YOU
Dad