Steve is simply a good man ‘but’ I tend to think he
is too good. When I joined the order, he was at St. Padre Pio friary, Lang’ata
and that first encounter is indelibly highlighted at the back of my mind as a one
brotherly encounter. His was a very long stay at the friary. In fact, he
remained there until some months before I came to stay in the house for
Theology. What is he, if not a veteran in the house? I believe even the
mosquitoes must had grown tired of his blood by the time he left the house.
I wonder if any single thing is really of concern to him. Our
fears don’t seem to be his fears. In other words, fear doesn’t seem to exist in
his world. Usually, we tend to be protective of people, things or even places - for our security's sake which is at times paranoid - not Steve. He has mentioned fear in my presence and as such awaken me in a way. One time, we were preparing for a house picnic and I was, just like
everybody else, upbeat about it. As we waited for some other brothers to join us,
someone started chanting and to keep with the mood, I took the drum and
accompanied to chant. I didn’t do it for long. Steve looked at me and asked
“Why did you stop” and then he continued “Richard shida yako wewe ni muoga sana. Unajua kitu lakini unaogopa
watu, unaacha kufanya. PIGA NGOMA!” It was so easy a thing for him to say, yet
so penetratingly put.
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