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Welcome to my world. I'm Tricia Gloria Nabaye, on a mission to advocate for gender equality, human rights, and democratic governance through the lens of feminist intersectional practices. With nine years of experience, I've honed my skills to be a force for positive change. My strengths lie in problem-solving and effective cross-cultural collaboration, and I thrive in leadership roles. My analytical perspective ensures that my advocacy is data-driven and impactful. My primary focus is on feminist leadership consulting, where I provide valuable insight and guidance. I also offer rapporteur services, ensuring that essential discussions are documented and shared. As a feminist researcher, my deep commitment lies in addressing gender issues, empowering women and girls, and advancing public policy advocacy. I'm a visionary dedicated to shaping the future of advocacy with a strong focus on human rights. Join me in our journey to drive positive change. Together, we can build a world where gender equality and human rights are at the forefront, ensuring a more inclusive and just society for all.

Friday, April 22, 2016

ME, THE PLANK EYED SAINT


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I love God, I love his ways.God forgives,forgets and does not keep a record of wrongs. God is love, love is God! It recently hit me that in the face of the mirror of God's word  I was in the wrong place.
I criticized,judged and never forgot,forgave unconditionally and oh how I kept a record of wrongs.
 I was finding my own log. I was pointing a finger, yet I was sinning.I was there losing my head over the sins of another yet I was sinning all the more.

So I was stuck with my loud mouth and my killing words.I was in need of help for my very self, I was being brought back to the face of my own failings. Could my lips bless and yet again curse? Or was I placing the gospel grace in a compromising situation. There I was forgetting my place in Christ, a child of God, Yes but also a sinner saved by grace.Was my sin smaller or bigger? No but it was equal.

Then the Lord, reminded me of the woman caught in adultery, It was in the casting the first stone that we played God to others. We cut down people in God's name even when we know that the sword is not our to slay. So there I was a plank eyed saint with a log in my own eyes yet seeing the speck in other people's eyes. I was caught with a mouth to wash, a heart to restore and God to lean on.

I needed to revisit the fact that beautiful eyes see the good in others. In nature as a man made of dust, I need  God's mercy and his help in making me more than the fault finder.
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