Zimbabwe: A Nation in Mourning
Last Friday March 6, 2009 was a sad day for the emerging nation of Zimbabwe whose National Government of Unity is trying to take shape. The accident which involved the Prime Minister Morgan Tsvangirai and his wife Susan whose death has sent shock waves across the nation and the international community has left many peoples with many unanswered questions. That as it maybe, accidents; do happen whether we are united or disunited. Let people freely think through the incident and say what they wan to say. With time the truth which is known will make us free. Talking about things which we do not know and come to conclusions is not a health way of doing things. This is the time for the nation to be united, to mourn together and to rise above the wishes of those among us who would want this sad moment to divide us further.
When I visited Mr Tsvangirai at the Avenues clinic yesterday afternoon I had to wait patiently before I was allowed in. Tsvangirai’s words at our moment of encounter were, “Bishop, ndakabvutirwa Mai” (Bishop, my wife was snatched away from me). Indeed death robed/snatched his wife, the mother of his children from him. The nation is the poorer without such a humble personality. A few months ago when I met Mrs Tsvangirai she asked, “Bishop, will this thing ever work?” This was just after the signing of the agreement of September 15, 2008. My reply was that those things which appear cumbersome are those that work out. She had the desire for things to work. She may not have been in the forefront of the struggle but she was always besides her husband in thick and thin. May her soul rest in peace!