I have met brothers, but honestly, very few are as
much comfortable with their personality as Br. Leonard. When he finished his
final exam at Tangaza, like many other deacons, I and many others expected him
to disappear a short while later. However, one week later, Leonard is seated
next to me on the bus heading to Tangaza. I am equally surprised because bespectacled
and tummied deacons like him just cannot imagine themselves any other thing
than priests! I ask him - of course I ask
with utmost disinterestedness, incase it provokes him - why he is still attending lecutures. His response is quite
unexpected, “I like it this way, maisha yangu ni tofauti kabisa na ya wengine. Kwanza
hivyo ndivyo ninavyoitaka.” Afew days later, in regards to his priestly
ordination, he says “haraka ya nini, haya mambo ni polepole” and I add to
that, “eh, ni mosmos tu!” as I walk away smilingly knowing that that is a lesson learnt. 'haraka haraka haina baraka' so we say.
