Thursday, 18 December 2025

I'm Ending my 2025 Celebrations With Swimming



I focused so much on poetry this year with the laudable and celebratory publication and launch of 'Feeling,' the poetry anthology celebrating iconic Ugandan women. 

I choose to end my 2025 celebrations with swimming. I have been swimming as an experienced aquatic individual for close to 30 years. Some of those years were hghly consistent while others were not so much.



 

After spending  copious amounts of time writing, editing and speaking poetry, I went back to my favourite sport, which is swimming.

The refreshing coolness of the water. The acoustic nature of the splashes. The welcoming aqua blue. The way my body glides like a good dream. Swimming matches my personality. It invigorates me. It provides pleasure of such magnificent measure.

It was almost 30 years ago while an undergraduate that my friend Pamela Namutebi introduced me to the wider universe of swimming. I learned the breast stroke, backstroke and butterfly, thanks to her.

 Thanks to her, swimming is the reason why my body is in great shape.


Bless!

Bev

Wednesday, 10 December 2025

The Faith That Changes You

There is a faith that changes you. There is a situation that comes into your life that is so significant, pivotal and sacred that it defines the rest of your life, your thoughts and your presence.

I listened to Miriam Ekirapa Musaali's story. Miriam was the Director of Legal and Board Affairs at Capital Markets Authority in Uganda, a loved and distinguished individual. I had always known Miriam to be a woman of faith, until I listened to her story and the very definition of faith shifted.

Jack, her husband, is an old friend of mine and a son to a fellow writer, Philomena. Miriam and Jack lived a perfect life, which she herself testified in her story. And indeed by every standard of the word. Married for twenty years, living in a  dream home, climbing the corporate ladders of success, in fields of their choosing. 

Miriam held a first class Master's degree in Law, from the highly coveted Cambridge University in England. She was receiving recognition for her hard work and making positive impact in the communities. Both her and Jack were blessed with three children and came from loving families on both sides. Theirs was a dream.

Their life was actually beyond perfect. God was clearly in everthing that they did; devout and admired Christians.

It was not until 2023, when, as Miriam puts it, her life went from 1,000 to 0. She was diagniosed with Stage 4 colon cancer. After what appeared to be a stomach ache at the end of 2022, she visited doctor after doctor and was tested for typhoid and other infections, until a colonoscopy revealed that she actually had colon cancer.

A revelation of this kind would test anyone's faith as it did indeed test Miriam and Jack. And yet, what happened was a strengthened resolve to build their faith. I do not know how they did it. With over 20 rounds of treatment and over 60 trips to specialists, with physical pain that could only best be described as hell within hell and bills that amounted to over half a billion Uganda shillings (over 150,000 USD).

How does a couple that has lived a worthy life, generous and loved, gifted in every way, overcome such devastation. How do they survive this!

Miriam spoke of pains that came from every pore of her body. The anguish she experienced was actuall hell within hell. And et she still continued in prayer. Jack prayed ceaselessly for his wife, and together with relatives, they accompanied Miriam on the frequent trips for treatment and care.

The faith that saw them through this was similar to the faith that Abraham had when he trusted God to the point of giving up his only promised son. And God blessed Abraham because of his faith.

The faith that Miriam had was similar to Hannah's, who cried for significant time for God to remove her barrenness. And He did.

Miriam and Jack had a faith that only comes with a promise.

It has been a very long time since I listened to people of faith testifying with such passion, sharing God's word with such earnestness and believing so strongly in the Living Word.

This loving coupld did not fundraise for treatment. Trusting in faith, all the medical bills were cleared. In the midst of this hurricane, their faith saw them through.

When Iistened to the story, I no longer felt sad that Miriam passed away. I felt encouraged. Miriam's life was fulfilled. Jack and the children are in safe hands with God.

I would like to thank Miriam for sharing her story of faith. Even though she is no longer with us on earth, her faith continues to move mountains.


Bless.


Beverley N Nsengiyunva





Tuesday, 2 December 2025

I am a Swimmer

Swimming is the language that my body fully comprehends.

While I used to swim as a child, it was Pamela Namutebi (Mrs, Ngobye), who taught me how to become A SWIMMER.

For close to 30 years now, I have been swimming with ease, manoeuvering through the water with aquatic calmness. 

If any other person had taken the reins to coach me, I probably would not be swimming as I do. I had the right coach and I had the right attitude, thanks to her.



If you want to progress well and progress far, get someone who truly cares about your journey and who has proven positive experience as well. There are so many self-help gurus whom we have become addicted to and yet with little impact to show for it.

What do you really want?

Find someone who will genuinely take you there. If you have to pay for it, then by all means do and keep checking your progress.


If you are in Kampala Uganda, I highly recommend Waves Fitness Centre in Kiwatule. They open at 6am all week and are clean, professional and trustworthy.


Bless!

Bev


Monday, 1 December 2025

Protect Your Boundaries

 If I do not treat my WhatsApp as an office and create boundaries, I will feel violated.

In most offices. there are clear contratual guidelines of when work should begin and end, and clea guidelines of the work expectations. Often, these lines are crossed. For example, even when work ends at 5pm, meetings are held up to 7pm, or online meetings continue up to 10pm. Sometimes impromptu weekend meetings are scheduled and in most cases, none of the employees are remunerated for the overtime.

It becomes worse when we feel entitled to people's online spaces. The WhatsApp office groups become unprotected. Calls for proposals and last minute edits and responses are sent after 6pm. 

In other instances, family members, colleagues, friends and acquaintances send messages close to midnight, they call during dinner time and demand our attention.

We must create boundaries to protect ourselves. Just like national parks have boundaries for the animals' safety and property owners have boundaries to mark their land.

We must create boundaries for online communication. When I wake u before dawn, Ithat is my private quiet time with God and should not be violated. I will not respond to your call or message. Any urgent message will always finds its way to me and through discernment, will be identified.

WhatsApp spaces need opening and closing hours so that we protect our time, minds and our own sanity. Chunks of private time should be spent alone, with family, reading, taking on hobbies or just relaxing. When we respond to messages at all hours of the day, we sent the message that we do not have boundaries.

Protect your space.

Put a sign that says, Sorry I've missed you. See you tomorrow at 9am.