LETTER TO MY FATHER

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Hi Dad,

The last time I spoke to you was 16 years ago. I was just 7 years old and totally clueless of anything. Today, 16 years later, I am still clueless about many things but I know a lot more today than I did then. I have so much I am upset that you missed, stuff that I am glad you were not here to watch me do and others I am on the border about. 

I remember that the last thing I ever told you was something like, “Don’t forget my doll.” because it had never occured to me that that was the last time I would speak to you. How I wish I had known, that day, what turned out to have been the very last lesson you would ever teach me. The lesson that: every moment, any moment can be our last. 

I fell asleep on the couch waiting for you that night. When I woke up everthing was different. I had.no idea what, or who, death was so when they told me you were dead it didn’t mean much to me. That night I cried because mum was crying. In my efforts to get her to stop crying, to stop hurting and the confusion of been thrown in the middle of some people telling me to leave her be and whatever else others were saying I found myself crying. I crawled onto her lap and just cried. The rest of your funeral is a pretty much a blur. I was in a constant confusion. I remember the first time I saw you lying in the coffin though, I just wanted you to wake up but you never did.

It was only when I went back to school that it began to sink in that I was now Fatherless. I asked God so many time to let me join you but He never let me. My nightmares involved you going away and leaving me calling after you, runing after you, crying. Some days even at this age I have that nightmare but they have become few and far between.

5 years after you had left, I was 12, I got my grade 7 results and they were great. That is probably the 1st day I truly started to mourn your loss. I felt as if I had taken the first step to achieving OUR plan to get me to Medical School…but you were not there. 3 years later, at 15, I missed a bunch of school and, to be honest, I was angry with you for not being there and making sure that I had everything I needed. Eventually I finished high school and I suppose I did OK but still I needed you there at every step but you were not. All the hard work I did, and do, in school is to make you and mum proud but….you are not here to tell me if it does.

School aside even in my social life I needed you there. Every little girl needs her daddy. I know I am strong and whatever but I could have been stronger standing on your shoulders. I miss and crave that sense of security and being cherished you gave me. I remember that then I was the Apple of Your Eye and the little poem you used to say as I was sitting on your lap- sometimes I wonder if you would still see me in the same light or if we would have been torn apart as I got older, but that is another thing I will never know. To tell you the truth I just wonder what it would have been like growing up with a father. Does it make you a better person, or does having an extra parent to clash with make you more rebellious? What are the things mum, as a woman, could not teach me that only you, as my dad, could? Overall how different would my world be had you been in it, even for just a year, or two, more?I know these are questions only God can answer but I want you to know how I feel and what I think.

I have met some amazing people. I even met a guy (I know not every father wants to hear this but I want you to know, I want to be open with you), I wonder how you would have felt about him. I know many people will think me crazy for telling you this or for even mentioning it- each person for their own reasons. I mention this guy because even when I was determined to give up and lose myself he wouldn’t let me. For a time I had a protector of sorts, someone who saw good in me when I was not being the best version of myself enough to motivate me to actually become that better person. I have friends like Adelaide amd Kristabel that pick me up on the darkest days, Agnes to feed me when I am  down to eat and Fafa to encourage me. I am sure you still remember Thandi, I havent seen.her in a while but I miss her so much because I have not seen her in years. Valentine is always fighting for me and with so I stay on the right path, making sure that I allow myself to go through the motions but not to go back to where I was. If you feel like sending some blessings this way please do send to these amazing people, if possible send them double of my allocated portion because they deserve.it, and more.

Mum misses you. And I know she misses you more than us kids. It hasn’t been easy for her without you here. But I will tell you this, you married a remarkable woman. She morphed it everything, to the best of her abilities and she has better than some households that have both parents. We all made it to uni. I made it to medical school, mostly because she refused to allow me to give up even when I fought her about it. Maybe one day I will be a super woman like her and be a great addition to people’s lives like she is to every life she touches

You might be wondering why it has taken me 16 years to write to you. Well at first the thought never crossed my then I was not sure what to write to you and angry.with you, still, for leaving me. The more recent reason was I was not sure you would want to hear from me. For the longest time I had lived in shame and guilt but I know for a fact that if you love me like I imagine a father can love a daughter then you will accept this. Whether or not you know everything I have done I hope you still accept me and love me even a bit more maybe it will help me heal a little quicker. I promise to write a little more often and wait patiently for you to write back. I just pray I do not have to wait too long.

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Day 1 of 31:A born again Christian

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To kickstart our journey,we are going to pray for the most important decision your future husband(fh) or husband will ever make.This decision is even more important than the decision to marry you.Its a decision to receive Jesus Christ as his personal saviour and Lord.

FOR THE MARRIED WITH BELIEVING HUSBANDS,pray for them that there be fruit of their faith in Christ.May the knowledge that they have of God produce fruit in them.You can get many prayer points from this scripture found in Colossians 1:9-11 AMP |”…we have not stopped praying for you, asking [specifically] that you may be filled with the knowledge of His will in all spiritual wisdom [with insight into His purposes], and in understanding [of spiritual things], so that you will walk in a manner worthy of the Lord [displaying admirable character, moral courage, and personal integrity], to [fully] please Him in all things, bearing fruit in every good work and steadily growing in the knowledge of God [with deeper faith, clearer insight and fervent love for His precepts]; [we pray that you may be] strengthened and invigorated with all power, according to His glorious might, to attain every kind of endurance and patience with joy;”|

FOR THE SINGLE LADIES,Pray that wherever your fh is right now,If he doesn’t know Christ,let his heart turn to God.Pray for him using the prayer points below(in the married with unbelieving husbands section).Afterwards,move to the prayer points above(in the married with believing husbands section)as he may also be a believer.

FOR THE MARRIED WITH UNBELIEVING HUSBANDS,may he turn his heart to God.Pray for him using the points below and then afterwards,move to the ones above.

Pray for your fh/husband that God opens a way for him to hear the good news,that there be believers in his proximity who will be led to him by God.|“How can people have faith in the Lord and ask him to save them, if they have never heard about him? And how can they hear, unless someone tells them? And how can anyone tell them without being sent by the Lord? The Scriptures say it is a beautiful sight to see even the feet of someone coming to preach the good news.”Romans‬ ‭10:14-15‬ ‭CEV| The faith he needs to be born again comes from hearing the good news. |“So faith comes from hearing [what is told], and what is heard comes by the [preaching of the] message concerning Christ.”
‭‭ROMANS‬ ‭10:17‬ ‭AMP‬‬|

Declare him free from any hindrance from receiving Christ.These hindrances come in many forms.One of them is already all unbelievers are blinded by the devil.Declare and decree his eyes opened and pray that the Holy Spirit may bear witness that the good news is the truth.Pray that he may see the light of the good news through the power of the Holy Spirit.|2 Corinthians‬ ‭4:3-4‬ ‭ERV “The Good News that we tell people may be hidden, but it is hidden only to those who are lost. The ruler of this world has blinded the minds of those who don’t believe. They cannot see the light of the Good News—the message about the divine greatness of Christ. Christ is the one who is exactly like God.”|‭

Another common hindrance is seeing Christians who don’t reflect Christ in them.This makes unbelievers question if there is a reason to follow Jesus,they see no difference between them and some believers.But look,the church is not for perfect people,it’s full of people who also sin but are forgiven and have received life in abundance by grace through faith in Christ not their works or their own righteousness.God sees the church as righteous because He sees the righteousness of Christ in them not their sins anymore.Although this hindrance may seem and feel justified and clever in the hearts of unbelievers,there is no reason good enough to defend yourself on why you rejected Christ before God on judgment day.Each and everyone is running their own race.So pray that he starts seeing this truth.

Here are some more hindrances found in Romans 1.21-23:
ignoring God, i.e., refusing to honor God as God (v.21).
becoming ungrateful toward God (v.21).
becoming a lover of argumentation, especially about theology and philosophy, thereby building up vanity and pride (vs. 21-22).
willfully separating oneself from the grace of God; foolishly refusing God’s gifts and blessings (v.21).
building up a facade of worldly wisdom; becoming a sophisticated intellectual (v.22).
trusting one’s natural inclinations in response to life situations (vs. 21-22).
worshiping that which is corruptible, imperfect, undependable, and temporal instead of the eternal, unchanging, magnificent God in all His glory (v.23)
Pray against these in the name of Jesus.

NB:For the married with unbelieving husbands,you may know what’s hindering your husband.Also pray specifically against that.

PS:You can also pray these over yourself where you feel shaking.

The end.

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Letter To My Nyathi, my Grandfather

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This week I have been struggling with what to write about! I have so much on my mind, in my heart I want to share but for some reason every time I wanted to pen it down I went dry, my mind went blank, all inspiration seemed to disappear as quickly as it had. Today’s post is very personal to me. It’s a glimpse into who I am and what I am/want to become; t’s a letter to my #1 fan, my grandfather😊.

To you my first love😍,
Sekuru Nyathi (aka Nyathi Nyathi, aka Mukoma Lloyd)

Today I woke up missing you😥😥. Actually I woke up missing home but it was with such an intensity that I realized it was more than the normal homesickness I occasionally experience. So, like you always encouraged me, I thought about it. That’s when I realized that I miss you so much. It’s amazing how you and home are now synonymous in my heart. So I’ve decided to write you this letter. I hope that, in heaven they will let you read this.

I miss you mostly because of how, in the time I spent with you, I quickly grew from a little girl to a mature woman. I know that you never actually sat down and told me how this transformation was to happen, but you schooled me better than anyone, better than any woman, probably could have. Looking back to the 18 year old me all those years ago you showed up just in time to save me from myself.

So some time last year I read a book called Fascinating Womanhood. It was as if every other secret that book pointed out, you had already installed in me. The book aims at making better wives, better women. It’s a good book but at times some of these self-help books just seem like a list of impractical ideas. How blessed I am that at the age off 22 I had relevant experience to draw from! I could list every secret and of how you helped me learn it without realizing it but I won’t. Instead I will draw on the one that stands put to me the most. Accepting and loving someone regardless of their many flaws and/or weaknesses.

When you came to stay with us, in my mind you were still the strong and mighty grandfather I’d always known growing up. You can imagine my shock when reality hit and I realized that you were human and age had caught up with you. I tried to ignore the truth, because my immature mind could not wrap it’s mind around it. After I was forced to face it, I decided to accept it but to ignore it. You had become my father figure after dad passed on and I still had that 7 year old mentality that a father is like a superhero and can never be seen as weak, so absorbing this was hard and loving you the same when my childish fantasy had been shattered was difficult- I was angry and bitter. Why me? Why you? Why now?

Many people missed the way this was straining me but not you. So often you’d randomly tell that it’s OK and that I shouldn’t worry. I always why but now I know that you were telling me that it was OK for me to see you differently and that I shouldn’t worry about what people would think or say about it. After my exams were over we spent more and more time together. This, I think, was when I started to grow up, to mature. I still fought it though and for the next two to three years a war raged inside of me, a war that threatened to destroy anything and everything I came in contact with, myself included. The most amazing thing is that YOU were my anchor in the midst of the storm.

No matter how messed up I became I know that somewhere, somehow, there was a man who loved me. I know if I needed to feel like I mattered all I had to do was walk into your room and your smile, that special smile you reserved only for me, would make everything alright. I didn’t even have to say or do anything to earn that prize. I simply had to exist. I loved the fact that people could spend hours begging you to do something and the minute I sat next to you and asked once I would get what I wanted almost instantly. When I was away from you it always filled my heart with pride when people told me that eventually the mention of my name would make you light up like the 4th of July. To know that someone could love me, of all people, so purely, so much was just mind blowing- it still is.

What’s even more mind blowing is that with you I got a glimpse into one positions I’d always wondered about:

  • To be a mother

How did I get a glimpse into motherhood? Simple. I learnt the joys of looking after someone and loving them so much so that you would give anything to see them happy and comfortable. I learnt that sometimes you have to give, it may inconvenience or hurt, you have to sacrifice and you will get nothing in advance. It is during this time I began to appreciate my mum. Such a position gives you no time off, or sick leave. Even when I had the chance to do something else your well-being consumed my mind, to the point that I probably bored some people by constantly bringing you up. I learnt what it’s like to give up certain privileges and to lose some friends because someone else is more important to you. I learnt what the statement “munhu/mwana/sekuru vako” (YOUR person/child/grandfather) truly means when it’s used- that that person is YOURS; the good, the bad, the ugly, all of it. You take them, you own them and you carry them with you wherever you go. I also realized that they’re especially yours on days when the next person is unimpressed or fed up lol.

At the beginning of our journey, of our lessons, I really felt like I was losing out- after all I hadn’t asked for any of it, I just wanted to be a normal teenager with normal teenager problems. I wasn’t destined for any of that “normal” stuff was I? By the time you were through with me I realized not only that I wasn’t born to be “normal” but also that I have so much more to give that I thought, I am so much stronger than I give myself credit for and I am unique.

I wish you could see the woman I am today. I’m not only in Medical School, I’m one of the top students. I now eat on a regular basis (much less of that I’m not hungry story you hated so much) and like I promised you I take good care of myself and keep safe always. On days I feel like I can’t go on I remember that you called me “Doctor” and I want to wear that title officially too. So when we meet again I will tell that a few years after you left “they” also began to call me doctor. I’m still working on that one condition you left for me to collect my cow lol- our secret condition with Mbuya Soks (my grandmother).

I wrote to you to also say thank you:

  • For being the only man to be so crazy about me that you wouldn’t eat if I wasn’t eating, thereby risking possible starvation and mastering the art of ‘convincing’ to eat when I didn’t want to. ( I still don’t understand this though, was it reverse psychology? Because I tried yo trick you so often but it hardly ever worked and on one/two occasions I had to eat again because you hadn’t seen me eat ahyas #thestruggle lol)
  • For reminding me that I’m still a delicate flower that needs protection (yes I remember you leaving your bed to come sit in the TV room just to make sure that I was safe no matter how late or early it was and when you couldn’t make the trip you’d invite me to sit with you. Although sometimes that kinda killed my plans to quietly slip out lol).
  • For loving me when I couldn’t love myself.For always reminding me that nothing beats Prayer and seeking God. The day you said, “Wakachena hako, asi… ehh wati wanamata zviya?” (You look good, but have you prayed?) is the day I knew that there’s more to being a woman, being young, than to be beautiful. That question is summed up in the verse that now defines my ultimate life goal

Proverbs 31:30- “Beauty is vain, charm is deceitful but a woman who fears the Lord shall forever be praised”

You are very much missed, forever loved and a major source of inspiration.

Lots and lots and lots of love
You granddaughter who is missing you so much
Gamu
(Dr in training)