“Sad news, we have a big loss, Mai Mugoro no longer with us. May her soul rest in eternal peace” Those were the words just posted on one of the followed social network service sites, the Face Book. When Munya Mazere posted this unexpected and perturbing message, the author of this encomium was far away in the west of Africa, at the backdrop of Nigeria Presidential Elections. A vast pentagon of pain gripped him, a feeling of pensive sadness with realization that distance cannot be a measure of pain, but can further embed the pain. Few minutes later, WhatsApp messages started to trickle in, a sad confirmation of the reality and a taste of melancholia.
Amai Mugoro as affectionately and she was popularly known in Mashonaland West Province, left a big void not only to the place of origin; Zvipani, but to the entire populace that had the opportunity within her vicinity of life; having interacted with her. Soft spoken, prayerful and motivator can not only describe her life virtues and rectitude, but also epitomized with love and mother-ship.
As a piously-devout Catholic, a prolific Choir Conductor and a singer, with an art of directing musical performances. I remember during our childhood, she was a primary school teacher at Matau, she could lead in church Service and Mass at Holy Cross Catholic Church among other dedicated missions of pilgrimage, with a melodious voice that rains the congregants to a prayerful and introspective church sessions. Her life was sanctimonious.
Mai Mugoro did not wait until death in order to pass on the legacy-baton of leadership, as evidenced by her children’s participation in the body of Christ and community work, a lesson every individual must embrace. Legacy is not imposed but it is created.
The connection with Mugoro family is not only relational and propinquity, but also spiritual. During my childhood at St Boniface Catholic Mission, it is the Mugoro family that carried the spiritual thesis to be my God parents upon my holy baptism, a commitment in the Catholic Church that comes with responsibility to always pray, guide and mentor the newly born in Christ.
Indeed, it is a desolate moment that has engulfed our land, with this level of pain, what of the children and Mr. Jacob Mugoro the husband. However, we can only throw ourselves in the comfort of the Lord, by reflecting on the scripture: “but our commonwealth is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will change our lowly body to be like his glorious body, by the power which enables him even to subject all things to himself” (Philippians 3:20-21).
“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” (Isaiah 41:10)
May the Lord, our God the redeemer of human race comforts the Mugoro family, church members, friends and the entire community for this woebegone loss.
For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:38-39)
May her soul rest in eternal peace!
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