How Cuba is Achieving Food Security Without Destroying its Environment

We would do well to emulate this

Repeating Islands

vinales-valley-200768_640

Cuba achieved food security without destroying its environment, and the rest of the world has taken notice, TeleSur reports.
Cuba is presenting several of its original biotechnologies at an international business fair this week, drawing further attention to a sector of the Cuban economy that’s been generating substantial interest abroad.

The Cuban Center for Genetic Engineering and Biotechnology presented various biotechnological innovations at the fair: all eco-friendly and biodegrable alternatives to conventional technologies, which could help the transition toward a more sustainable model of agriculture.

Among them was, “Gavac,” an immunogen that provides for better control over ticks and tick-related infections in cattle, according to Doctor Hector Machado of Cuba’s Heber Biotec company.

Gavac’s formula reduces the use of chemical insecticides, noted Machado, while diminishing the risk of diseases being transmitted by ticks, improving an animal’s natural capacity to respond to an infection without increasing their resistance to treatment.

Gavac…

View original post 210 more words

Happy to be home

I slept like a baby.

The news has clips of inter-korean family reunions that are pulling at my heartstrings.

What is infront of you?

What’s in your heart?

Delight in the Lord Jesus exceedingly today. I am.

Blessings

Till next  time,

Easy Does It 🙂

Did You miss Me? :)

Yes, I moved into the new house.

I’ll tell you about that a little later. Right now, I feel led to share this with you from a #FightDevotionalForMen on #Youversion.

Chin up 🙂

Easy does it.

The Blind Side

Men like to be liked, but it’s not everything for us. Most of our value doesn’t come from relationships. It comes from accomplishments: How do I measure up? Did I do well? Did I WIN?

Most men don’t want to fail…even once. We want to measure up and be successful at anything we try. That’s why we don’t like to play if we don’t think we can win. It’s typically when we don’t live up to our expectations—or to someone else’s—that regret sets in: I WISH I had ___. I SHOULD have done ___. Why didn’t I ___?

Samson was the poster boy for the Wish You Would Have, Could Have, Should Have Foundation. Samson’s tragedy was that he failed to be all that he might have been, if he had just been willing to learn from his mistakes the first time. (Can you imagine?) Here’s what we’ll see as we read about Samson’s end today:

A man’s greatest fear is failure, and his greatest pain is regret.

Have you ever failed? If you answered yes, cheer up! You’re in good company. Failure is an event, never a person. Don’t internalize a failure until it starts to ferment into regret. Own it. Learn from it. Pain can be a great teacher.

No matter how badly you’ve messed up in your life, there’s no way you’ve failed more than Samson did. Did Samson bring shame on himself? No doubt. But he did something much worse: he let down an entire nation. (Have you done that? It seems like I would have seen it on the news if so.) Samson betrayed his vows…and his Lord. He let his pride and his selfish desires derail him again and again, until finally, he lost everything. But even then, God still wasn’t done with him:

“…but the hair on his head began to grow again…”

Just because you’re down doesn’t mean you’re out. Not by a long shot. Even in our failures, God can still accomplish his purpose. It’s through our weaknesses that he shows himself strong.

Want different results? Then you’re going to have to do something different. In the end of Samson’s story, as you’ll see, he finally used his strength for God’s purposes instead of his own.

If you’re a Christian, you have resurrection power within you. Tap into it. Don’t try just to “be a stronger man.” Satan loves making strong men weak. God loves making weak men strong. Don’t try just to “be a better man.” Be God’s man. Stop trying to tell your story. Start telling his. It’s not about you. It’s about him. Push those pillars down. Die to yourself so you can live for him.

Subconsciously I have come to learn a thing or two about myself.

Celine Dion’s ‘Don’t Let Me Be The Last To Know’ plays soothingly in the background that is the headphones that adorn my head. And I can’t help but draw some parallels in the way I have handled some jobs, men, friends, girlfriends, and milestone challenges that needed me to make a firm yet grounded decision about whether to pursue or let live.

Usually that gnawing fear of the unknown outcome, should I choose one way, plagues my mind, and rocks the core of my being. The proverbial cold sweats kick in, and for the life of me, I have folded and walked away from all the above, although in no particular order.
The thing about 2015 is, no more miss goodie two shoes.
I want more. I refuse to make any apologies for what it is that I want.
I will fight for my peace of mind.

I am living like everything depends on me, primarily because the reality of it all is finally sinking in.
I move into my new home this week, and can see my first few months spent on the floor, with my books, a carton of water and crackers until I am able to do more with this new found personal space.

Live. Love Lead.
Till next time,

Easy does it  🙂

On my way to work this morning…

I witnessed a mother taking her deathly ill daughter (to the hospital, I imagined) on the back of a boda boda, this morning.
Precariously balancing her own weight on this wasp of bolts, wheels and a motor engine.
Cradling her sickly daughter in her arms (understand that the daughter is a full grown adult, the disease has wasted her) who is seated side-straddle on the same bike. The rider is doing all he can to get them to their destination in the shortest time possible and as safely as his banged up, reconditioned motorcycle can wheeze through traffic at the height of Kansanga’s early morning rush.

My heart came away from this sighting, feeling a certain kind of way.

I feel useless thinking back on it. There wasn’t anything I could do in that time and space.

If it was up to me, I’d have commandeered one of those lead cars that clear the traffic for overly conceited officials in leadership; pile mother and daughter into that car, pay the motorcycle rider a generous tip, and proceed to rush them to one of those high end medical facilities whose parking lot is littered with posh vehicles bearing official licence plates; have a garney brought out; get the best physician to take a good look at her, prescribe meds, and follow up on her progress…

I said a prayer for her, may she make a full recovery. I know my God hears my cry for help for her, which is more than I can say for the officials who take up space in office, for terms on end,while mothers continue to die from avoidable complications.

Till next time,
Easy does it.
🙂
Be kind to everyone you meet. The alternative is easy.
Do the harder thing.

:) July prospects…

20150627_173527If you have been invited over for a night cap, then smell the coffee because the mind & physical are synchronizing both in the present & spiritual.

Yes. I move house finally…wait for it 🙂

#C_S_Lewis__Notes

On freedom (and predestination)

It will be too late then to choose your side. There is no use saying you choose to lie down when it has become impossible to stand up. That will not be the time for choosing: it will be the time when we discover which side we really have chosen, whether we realised it before or not. Now, today, this moment, is our chance to choose the right side. God is holding back to give us that chance. It will not last forever. We must take it or leave it.

Every time you make a choice you are turning the central part of you, the part of you that chooses, into something a little different from what it was before. And taking your life as a whole, with all your innumerable choices, all your life long you are slowly turning this central thing either into a heavenly creature or into a hellish creature: either into a creature that is in harmony with God, and with other creatures, and with itself, or else into one that is in a state of war and hatred with God, and with its fellow-creatures, and with itself. To be the one kind of creature is heaven: that is, it is joy and peace and knowledge and power. To be the other means madness, horror, idiocy, rage, impotence, and eternal loneliness. Each of us at each moment is progressing to the one state or the other.

From Mere Christianity

Compiled in Words to Live By

Mere Christianity. Copyright © 1952, C. S. Lewis Pte. Ltd. Copyright renewed © 1980, C. S. Lewis Pte. Ltd. All rights reserved. Used with permission of HarperCollins Publishers. Words to Live By: A Guide for the Merely Christian. Copyright © 2007 by C. S. Lewis Pte. Ltd. All rights reserved. Used with permission of HarperCollins Publishers.