Adeladius Makwega – Mbagala
On April 6, 2026, Mwanakwetu was in Musoma town. That day, it rained heavily for about 50 minutes, even though the town had not received any rain since the beginning of April.
As Mwanakwetu cleaned his rooms and prepared tea to drink with leftover pilau from Easter (April 5, 2026), the rain stirred memories of a place where he had once lived as a very young man. It was far from his home in Mbagala—a rural area. He recalled the advice his grandfather, Fidelis Makwega Kazimbaya, gave him before he left:
“My grandchild, you are going far away to work. Life exists everywhere. I give you two blankets, a wristwatch, and a leather bag. When you arrive, do not forget to attend Sunday service. Find an elderly man who also prays, become close friends with him, and visit him at least once a month—even if you bring just a kilo of sugar. That old man will protect you. People will wonder about your friendship, and you will be safe in a foreign place.”
Mwanakwetu humorously notes that he still owns that leather bag to this day. When he arrived at that place, he became close friends with an elderly man named Protas, who had once been the village chairman during the Ujamaa era. They developed a routine: once a month Mwanakwetu would visit him, and in return, Protas would often visit Mwanakwetu after the third Sunday service, bringing a chicken or duck. They would cook, eat together, and talk before Protas left for the local market.
These gifts inspired Mwanakwetu to start raising poultry. Although his chickens often died, his ducks thrived so well that villagers would say,
“If you want ducks, go to that man from Dar es Salaam.”
The house Mwanakwetu lived in had four rooms and was owned by a devout Muslim man with several beautiful, playful daughters.
The tenants were:
“Two Catholic brothers in one room. Another pair of brothers (also Catholics) in another . One Pentecostal (a “saved” Christian) living alone . Mwanakwetu himself in the fourth room .”
The Pentecostal tenant prayed intensely at night. Whenever he sinned—especially through sexual immorality—everyone would know because of how long and intensely he repented afterward. This taught Mwanakwetu an important lesson: even “saved” people fall into sin.
Among the tenants, one older Catholic man was especially devout, attending daily morning Mass and never missing Sunday. One Sunday after church, he noticed that two young men had not received Holy Communion and questioned them. After some hesitation, one of them replied:
“I don’t trust a certain priest. When he celebrates Mass, I don’t receive the Eucharist.”
Pressed further, he added:
“How can a priest sleep with a woman and then come to the altar to turn bread into the body of Jesus and wine into His blood?”
This shocked Mwanakwetu. The matter deeply concerned the older man, who promised it would be reported to the Church.
Later, when Protas visited, the issue was discussed at length. He said:
“In life, accusations can destroy both body and soul. Especially for leaders—whether political or spiritual—such allegations are very dangerous. They destroy the faith of those they lead. If true, they must be addressed.”
Eventually, Mwanakwetu left that place and never learned what became of the priest or the parish.
Reflecting on that day (April 6, 2026), Mwanakwetu emphasizes two key lessons:
Leadership accusations must be investigated quickly, because even false accusations can destroy trust and authority. No one is immune to sin—even those considered “saved” can fall.
He recalls the Pentecostal neighbor again: whenever he sinned, it disturbed him deeply, and his repentance was visible to everyone.
Final message:Even the “saved” fall into sin.
Have a good day.
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