Tafadzwa Mhondiwa Mugari Biography

One of my teachers had each of us bring a clear plastic bag and a sack of potatoes.
For every person we'd refuse to forgive in our life, we were told to choose a potato,
write on it the name and date, and put it in the plastic bag.
Some of our bags, as you can imagine, were quite heavy.
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Marred, in the hands of the potter lay
The dull ungainly lump of clay;
Failure evident everywhere;
Self efforts ending in despair.
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Build your house upon the Rock
And it won't move or slide...
A foundation built on sand alone
Will shift from side to side.
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There's an angel on my shoulder,
Though I've never heard her sing,
I know she keeps me safe each day
And close beneath her wing.
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When I am called to duty, God,
Wherever flames may rage
Give me strength to save some life
Whatever be its age.
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