Thursday 28 July 2016

It’s Easy To Forget

It's easy to forget,
When time goes by,
and the years stack up.
When life crowds your space,
and clouds your mind,
It's easy to forget.

To forget,
Why you started,
and the passion that drove you.
Why you took this path in the first place,
and why you are here.
It's easy to forget.

To forget,
That this wasn't just for you,
for the money and nice things.
That the vision didn't end here,
the title and the tasks.
It's easy to forget.

xoxo
Chido Dziva Chikwari

This post was inspired by a conference I attended recently. It has been about 3 years since I finished my undergraduate degree and decided to come back home. The reasons for coming back were varied but I remember having this strong drive to "make a difference in my country". I remember when I started working in the community and the sense of purpose I had when I'd wake up to go to work every morning. When I worked with the children and saw them every day I felt strongly that I was fulfilling exactly that which I had so passionately written down in my university application forms, "giving back and making a difference!”

The first clinic I worked at- Budiriro Polyclinic


But as time passed all of this sort of slipped away. I guess "life" started happening or something because my focus sort of shifted to other things. I started getting more concerned about Me. Thinking about how I wasn't getting paid enough for the work I did. Thinking about how I wanted to do abcde with MY life. The focus had shifted and with that came a lot of dissatisfaction. Work became more mundane and I thought maybe this was simply because I had now moved away from the clinic setting and didn't get to see the patients I had been working so excitedly for. I started just going through the routines of life and thoughts of leaving the country crept in. I wasn't miserable or anything but I had lost that drive.

Me doing a rapid HIV test. I actually miss this.
This conference reminded me WHY I decided to come back to Zimbabwe. Why I chose to do my second degree and why the research I am doing is so important. It goes beyond just ME and in a way I've found that purpose again. That driving factor that allows me to dig deeper within myself and look forward to getting to work each day. Not to say that things like money and having to do abcde with your life don't matter but it's surprising to note that sometimes while you are busy taking care of what's important for your neighbour God is working hard at sorting out all of your stuff.

This is a lesson I feel I keep having to remind myself now (I used to be so much better at it) but yes, sometimes, we get stuck in a rut where we really shouldn't be. Sometimes we get so dissatisfied with what's on the outside when it's hardly the issue. Not to say that things on the outside are great but sometimes when you are stuck in a rut and "struggling" or "suffering" you need to trace your steps back and figure out why you started. Figure out what the vision was. It might be that you are in school and your grades are low and you've lost the drive completely, it might be a work situation like it was for me or it could be a relationship even with a friend or family member that has now grown cold or distant, it may even be your walk with God or any task you may have taken up or challenged yourself to accomplish.


My workspace. This was literally my office.
As always I hope this blog post will be able to help you with whatever it is that came to mind for you to as you read :)

Keep shining!

Monday 11 July 2016

I love You

 When I met you for the very first time,
When your heartbeat was but a tiny green light flashing on the ultrasound machine,
I knew!
Malachi,
I knew that I loved you. 


When I held you then,
A promise growing quietly in my belly,
You gave me peace.
In the midst of storms your gentle fluttering kept me strong.
I sang to you,
I spoke to you,
You gave me hope.
Even then,
Mamu,
I loved you!

When I named you;
My Messenger,
My Angel,

The one who makes things right,
Your anointing was as strong then as it is now.
You have turned my mourning into dancing,
My sorrow into Joy.
Munatsi,
I love you!

Your smile.
Your laugh.
Your never ending joy,
That bubbles and overflows into the atmosphere around you,
Contagious!
Your calm yet vividly ALIVE spirit.
The spring in your step.
The song in your heart that forces you to Sing,
To sing and dance at every chance.
You are the rhythm of my soul,
Now and forever more,
Papa,
I love you!

xoxo
Mom

This piece was inspired by and written for my son, Malachi Munatsi. Malachi is a Hebrew name from the Bible and it means My Messenger or My Angel. Munatsi is Shona and it loosely translated to “the one who makes things right”. He responds to both names but we also (true to Zimbabwean nature) have dozens of nick names; Mamu, Mumu, Kai, Natsi, Papa… I believe in the power of a name and some of his are spotted in this piece but that is a story for another day. 

I have dozens of pieces written for him in my archives and notebooks, but this one is one I felt I should share.
I love my son so much and what I wrote is but a tiny glimpse of that reality. I wish the whole world could meet him because he is just such a joy. He smiles often, gives such warm hugs and unexpected kisses it’s impossible to not have your heart melt. I am beyond blessed to be his mother and so far motherhood has been an absolutely amazing journey. I have enjoyed watching him grow more than anything I have ever done. The story of how he came to be is a really long one and probably deserving of an entire book on its own (maybe one day!) but yes, initially it was marred with tears (he wasn’t part of my immediate life plan) and then has been splattered with insurmountable joy (I wouldn’t trade him for any other life plan!).

I guess the lesson in this is that it is amazing how God works. When circumstances are glum and what’s on the outside looks like planet earth is going up in flames what he is working out on the inside can literally turn your world upside down in a good way! Another lesson that I’ve learnt from mothering is how Gods love works. God loves us DESPITE it all, he loves us outside of anything we have ever done or will ever do. My love for Malachi drew me to instinctively be protective of him even before I held him in my arms. It was not because of anything he had ever done or will ever do and it needed no reason. Malachi has dunked two of my phones down the toilet bowl and despite being EXTREMELY FURIOUS I still had it within me to hold him in my arms, rock him to sleep and kiss him goodnight a few hours afterwards. If I a human being who errs at every turn can be compelled to love like that, how much more does God love us? It’s a special kind of experience.

I wonder, is romantic love anything like this?

Keep shining!!

Biblical Reference

Jeremiah 31:3 The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving-kindness


Ephesians 3:17-19 “And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.