…Jordan turned back

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The sea looked and fled;

Jordan turned back.

The mountains skipped like rams,

the hills like lambs.

(Psalm 114:3-4)

The COVID-19 lockdown has been an immense blessing. I have used this time to reflect deeply. To write. To contextualize my life which was otherwise threatening to spiral out of control.

Most importantly, I used this time to turn back.

Several years ago, my mother and I stayed with my aunt and her daughter in a musty house located in the Soweto township of Gayaza High School. I recall very fondly the community setting there. I remember those evenings in the dry seasons when we all sat outside the houses to escape the boredom that came with the rampant power blackouts.

I remember Sunday School mostly. We were crammed in a colonial styled building. I remember that I liked the snacks after the service but I equally enjoyed the Bible stories . The story of Jesus’ crucifixion was most intriguing. Why would anyone die for us, I often wondered.

I remember the time I volunteered to act as Mary during auditions for the Sunday School Christmas play. I offered myself because no girl was willing to take on the role and because our supervisor firmly fixed her gaze on me while she asked if anyone was willing to take up the role. I was probably fronted for the role because I was closer to a girl in appearance than any other boy present.

I played the role perfectly but maybe I took it a bit too seriously. Since I was to bear child, we had to borrow a doll from a little girl in the audience. After I had been delivered of baby Jesus, I was supposed to flaunt the baby to the audience. As a sort of victory parade, you know? So while I did that, the owner of the doll sighted this baby thief wrongly flaunting her own baby and started marching towards me.

When she got on stage, doll owner (for that became her name) started demanding for her baby. This was not part of the script but I had to improvise. Motherly instinct took over and I fled the stage with the doll to a thunderous applause. After all, I had saved baby Jesus from King Herod! For my bravery, I was recognized as the best actress (or was it actor?)

I recall such events with so much nostalgia. Of late, I have developed a longing to go back to such innocence and the genuine love I had for Christ.

Revelation 2:4-5 reads;

But I have this against you, that you have abandoned the love you had at first. Remember therefore from where you have fallen; repent and do the works you did at first. If not, I will come to you and remove your lampstand from its place, unless you repent

This was my call to turn back and genuinely seek Jesus Christ. The peace that comes with loving Jesus and obeying His commands is unmatched. It is the same peace we experience when we were but children.


What ails you, O sea that you flee?

O Jordan, that you turn back?

O mountains, that you skip like rams?

O hills, like lambs?

Tremble, O earth, at the presence of the Lord,

(Psalm 114:5-7)


By Jordan Tumwesigye

The stroke of the pen cures all pain The symbols on a page outlast age


  1. Wonder read bro I felt so inspired by your act of bravery towards doll owner 😂. How you have accepted that you would like to revert back to those times of innocence and strong faith in the Lord. Stay blessed my brother🙌

  2. Beautiful read for an early Sunday afternoon! I love the humour in between … thanks for letting us into your beautiful past, we may fall often times , yet we rise …again!!! Stronger & Firmer with Christ besides us.

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