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No one said it would be easy

We all don’t realize that we have so much to be thankful for
We have so much to appreciate and to give thanks for

We always tend to look at the worst parts of our lives and fight to bring about better things from that.

It’s hard to give away power when you have been in power for a long time…that is what Mbeki and Mugabe are going through now.

Its being naïve to see Shangarai and Zuma as fitting into presidential shoes, but this is only one person’s opinion. Yes they may come with new ideas and strategies of recovering the Zimbabwean Economy; and the other: to changing the South African Constitution completely. This is politics

We forget that before all this…. There was struggle, there was bloodshed, and there was no peace. And after all this; now we forgetting that we didn’t care whom the person next to you looked like or where they came from- as long as they ran next to you and on your side. Suddenly my neighbor is not allowed to breathe the same air as me because she/he does not speak the same language as me; she/he does not have the same tradition as me. This is xenophobia.

I am only but one person and trying to change the world on my own is impossible, but my faith and open hand to welcome and assist those in need can make a difference. God helps those who help themselves. And God is a loving God who does not mistreat his people and claim unity and peace.

Do not pray whilst you wish bad for your opponent. Do not cry freedom when you are still holding on to the anger of your history. Do not see racism when you can not find it in your heart to love your being different from others.

Is Aids really the killer or the stigma around it? Is cancer really killing millions more than the bullets and wars around the world? Before you pray for a cure for aids and cancer- pray for world peace, pray for cure of Xenophobia, pray for wise leaders and pray for unity.

No one said life would be easy- The World IS what WE make of it.

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