Imagine
Imagine that you’re told by the doctor that you’re HIV positive. Imagine that you are a single mother with 2 children. Imagine that you work as a support worker within one of the poorest communities in your country. Imagine that you regularly have more children come to your school than you have food. Imagine that you spend your days caring for other people suffering with HIV.
Imagine that you are one of the most alive people in the world. That you light up a room with your laugh and smile and that you praise and worship God in everything.
I met someone in Zambia recently when I was volunteering that was all of these people. Who puts me to shame when I feel tired or get frustrated with work or life.
Someone who loves God when many would blame him for their illness.
Who lives life to the full in a place where it looks impossible.
Who gives generously out of her poverty.
Who inspired us, who went there to be inspiring.
I hope one day to live life in a way where inspiration and light shine out of me a fraction of the amount that it does from the countless people I’ve met like this living in the harshest of places in the world.
