So, Remind me, Lest I forget!

In the midst of life confusion, broken promises, aspirations, broken dreams and expectations, remind me that all that I ever aspired for was put into my heart by other people and not by me. Remind me that promises that I kept in my heart were made by people that I trusted to be trustworthy only to find out so many years that I have been used. Remind me that I became a slave where I expected to be the master and those I trusted to free me from slavery have now imposed themselves as my masters.

So, Remind me Dear Lord!

Remind me how I was used in 1977 by those who led me out of the evils of Colonialism and what I was promised? Remind me how excitedly I celebrated Independence at my primary School assembly in 1980? Remind me how I felt when the mouths that promised me Independence in 1977 turned to be the mouth that threatened me with death in 1983?

Remind me how I was awakened by Gukurahundi at my Gwenzi Sinangeni home in the middle of the night for torture? Remind me how I was beaten at midnight as a child and forced to climb trees upside down? Remind me how I was made to sit in a queue in front of an AK 47 by a Government I had helped put in power? Remind me how I lived more in fear of Zimbabwe in 1983 that I had feared Rhodesia in 1977? Remind me how I lost a my Zhombe Gwenzi home to Gukurahundi in 1984? Remind me how I survived when so many were killed?

So, Remind me Dear Lord!

Remind me how I went to school with liberated children of Zimbabwe in Gweru 1983 who did not believe my bodily scars were Government made? Remind me how I had to leave Zimbabwe after school because of fear in 1989?

Remind me how I found peace on foreign soils in South Africa 1989? Remind me how I spent so many years denying to be a Zimbabwean because of trauma? Remind me how I was ridiculed on foreign soils? Remind me how I survived Eugene Tereblanche's bomb in my  Johannesburg Smal Street Flat 1994?

So, Remind me Dear Lord!

Remind me how my refuge givers were convinced to deport me back to Zimbabwe? Remind me how fearful I was to see myself going back to be led by dishonest destroyers of my country? Remind me how I escaped to Britain in 2000? Remind me how ridiculed I was? Remind me how I lied and tried to pretend to be a British born? Remind me the mistake I did to voluntarily go back to Zimbabwe from Britain in 2003? Remind me how you helped me come back to UK Dear Lord in 2005 witout a valid passport? Remind me how I feared to be put on the asylum system? Remind me how I worked and sometimes never got paid on the threat of deportation? Remind me how I lied to get work? Remind me how I could not report mistreatment at work? Remind me how I nearly got killed by a racist supervisor using cleaning chemicals at work? Remind me how I was fired after reporting the matter to management?

So, Remind me Dear Lord!

Remind me how I spent all my wages helping those I had left home? Remind me how Zimbabwe survived the 2008 recession by contribution of my hard earned cash? Remind me how those who destroyed my life spoke about me being a sellout yet they survived on my money? Remind me how those who destroy my country abuse National money to build their own expensive houses?

So, Remind me Dear Lord!

Remind me how new and young children of my beloved country are still promised the prosperity I was promised in 1977 and how sorry they will become when their wasted time comes to realisation?

So, Remind me Dear Lord!

Remind me Lord when, today you have blessed me with security, never to forget how evil can deceive? Remind me Lord when I feel human once again today on foreign lands, never to forget that my tormenters have not and will not repent. Remind me Dear Lord that there are so many like me, who decided to go back home after many years of security on foreign lands, only to find out that evil has not departed in Zimbabwe. Remind me that those who went back before time now want to come back for foreign security at no avail.

So, Remind me Dear Lord!

Remind me that evil cannot be washed out like dirty cloth. Remind me that evil does not want to be called evil but speaks good about itself.

Above all, Remind me Dear Lord to be thankful to your mercies and blessings that you have granted me where so many lost their lives. Remind me Dear Lord that it was not me but you who protected and keeps protecting me from evil. Remind me to remind others Dear Lord that life is granted by you and you are ever willing to protect those who ask you to protect them. Remind me Lord to teach others and to testify that you helped me to fly to Britain without a valid Passport or Visa. Remind me to confess and testify that fasting and praying made strict and trained authorities blind enough not to see that I had no valid passport to come to Britain for the second time in 2005. Remind me to confess to people and authorities that nothing is impossible with you Lord. Remind me Dear Lord that you walked on water and promised me that if my faith is as little as a mustard seed, I can move mountains. Remind me to confess that you stroke my Swiss Aeroplane with lightning mid-air on the night of the 23 of March 2005 so that it would get to London late and at the right time for my safe entry.

Remind me to teach those who want to flee evil in Zimbabwe to pray and to fast and never to doubt your power which knows no impossibles.

While my belly is full and spirit happy this morning Lord in this land of refuge where you granted me, Remind me not to forget your mercy that you continue to grant me. Amen!