I was a stranger and you welcomed me,
I was naked and you clothed me
I was an orphan and adopted me
I was crying and you consoled me
I was shelterless and a home, you gave me
I was persecuted and you defended me
I was talentless and with skills, you empowered
me”
May always God bless you, with dew from heaven
and with fertile fields, rich with
grain and a lot of mabuyu and masuku fruits.
Blessed is a nation that opens its doors to the
people in search of an asylum and treats them as his own people!
Jesus was once a refugee so was Albert Einstein.
Do you know any refugee in your neighbourhood?
At your church or working place?
Call him and tell him: you are my brother (my
sister, my son, my daughter, etc…..
May the Zambian soil remains a healing place for
broken hearts.
JEAN SERGE MANDELA
