I never thought I would ever reach a point in life where even my own wife would roll her eyes when I spoke.
I am Pastor James Njiru, and I have been a man of God for many years. I have led a church along Thika Road and helped many people find their way back to Christ. But somewhere along the way, things started falling apart.
At home, my wife no longer listened to me. Small arguments became big wars. In church, the respect I once commanded slowly disappeared. I would be preaching and some people would be busy on their phones. Some would leave halfway through the service. Some would even openly oppose what I said during meetings… Keep reading
