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I am strong if YOU are strong

We all feel it. Life is meant to be more than just personal pursuits. It’s most vibrant when you are taking care of the community around you. Because you know what? When you care for those around you, they in return care for you. It’s a beautiful feeling!

People in Zimbabwe have a saying for this feeling: “I am strong if YOU are strong.” In this small African country racked with poverty and oppression, you find people dedicated to caring for their community. When everything is stripped away, we find that this is the only way to live abundantly.

The song linked below is one of my favorites right now, by a fantastic band, Dispatch (though they are now dis-banded). It communicates a beautiful kind of respect and care for another person in a distant part of the world. Someone who in the eyes of the world might not be considered of equal worth to those better educated, or more affluent, or with occupations of higher status.

The band sponsors the Dispatch Foundation, founded to to “EMPOWER local Zimbabwean communities through strategic partnership and resource allocation. And provide HOPE and OPPORTUNITY to Zimbabwe through the development of a vibrant social sector.” The man, Elias, is both the namesake of the song and the namesake of  the Dispatch Foundation’s Elias Fund.

Dispatch got back together for a fundraiser concert, which includes the song in the video below, though the lyrics (which are  pasted below too) are easier to understand in the studio version.

Elias lyrics
Artist – Dispatch
Album – Silent Steeples
Lyrics – Elias

Dai Jesu achoinekwa, ndaizofara naye.
(If I could meet my Jesus, I would be very happy with Him.)
Dai Jesu achoinekwa, ndaizofara naye.
(If I could meet my Jesus, I would be very happy with Him.)

Taizofara naye.
(We would be happy with Him.)
Taizofara naye.
(We would be happy with Him.)

Dai Jesu achoinekwa, ndaizofara naye.
(If I could meet my Jesus, I would be very happy with Him.)
Dai Jesu achoinekwa, ndaizofara naye.
(If I could meet my Jesus, I would be very happy with Him.)

Taizofara naye.
(We would be happy with Him.)
Taizofara naye.
(We would be happy with Him.)

Kwaziwai.
(Hello.)
Kwaziwai.
(Hello.)

Makasimba here?
(Are you strong?)

Ndakasimba kana makasimbawo.
(I’m strong if you’re strong.)

Ndakasimba.
(I’m strong.)
Ndakasimba.
(I’m strong.)

Ndakasimba kana makasimbawo.
(I’m strong if you’re strong.)

You raise your head, you beat the sun
But your boys they lie so close to you
Do you dare get up and wake the two?

Oh Elias, I see you there, at work in the daytime.
Do you think you could answer
All the questions in the world in just one word?
I think you could.

‘Cause If you die will I get word that you’re gone?
Or will I hear it in passing conversation?
Or will I stop short and fall to the ground?
Distance is short when your hand carries what your eye found.

Hold my hand just one more time,
to see if you’re really gonna meet me.
Hold my hand just one more time,
to see if you’re really gonna meet me.

Honest and Manuel, well you know, they’re at school now
Given the chance that their father’s never seen
To see whats beyond Section 17.
And in ten years, when you look back at your boys,
well you know they’ve grown way taller
than the tallest sugar cane in the field.

If you die will I get word that you’re gone?
Or will I hear it in passing conversation?
Or will I stop short and fall to the ground?
Distance is short when your hand carries what your eye found.

Hold my hand just one more time,
to see if you’re really gonna meet me.
Hold my hand just one more time.
Hold my hand just one more time.
Hold my hand just one more time,
to see if you’re really gonna meet me.

I see your wife. She stands stooped over by the fire outside.
And I see your boys. And when they look up,
you know I think they got their mother’s eyes.
‘Cause she looks so proud. She looks so happy.
She looks so proud. She looks so happy. Yeah…

If you die will I get word that you’re gone?
Or will I hear it in passing conversation?
Or will I stop short and fall to the ground?
Distance is short when your hand carries what your eye found.

Hold my hand just one more time,
to see if you’re really gonna meet me.
Hold my hand just one more time,
to see if you’re really gonna meet me.

Hold my hand just one more time. (Aya, Aya, Ayaahah)
Hold my hand, one more time. (Aya, Aya, Ayaahah)
Dayah ya ya, yah yah yah, yah yah yah (Aya, Aya, Ayaahaha)

Hold my hand just one more time,
to see if you’re really gonna meet me.
Hold my hand just one more time,
to see if you’re really gonna meet me.

May 3, 2010 at 10:18 pm 5 comments


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