(Based on a True Story)
Miremba was born in Uganda in 1990, she was beautiful with dark brown, almost black skin, and her parents loved her. Tragically she lost her mom and her dad later on remarried another woman. This woman (the step-mom) had two babies with Miremba’s dad – both girls.
The step-mom hated Miremba and made her life a misery. Her step-sisters also learnt to dislike her, and this unfortunately rubbed off onto her father who then started to also miss treat her. She was considered worthless, ugly and nothing more than an expense.
When she was 17 she met an Afrikaans engineer – Piet – from South Africa. After spending time together she discovered she was pregnant with his child. They got married in Uganda, but they were unhappy. After two years Piet moved back to South Africa to the southern part at the sea, with their child. Miremba could not afford to raise her son but she decided she had to make a plan with her life. She then moved to the northern part of South Africa to study.
After several years I met her at a church I was going to. And she, although she had background hurts, she was an inspiration to me. I learnt how the Lord had totally transformed her life and helped her. Someone had provided her with free accommodation and while she studied, she also worked part-time to covers basic cost of food and necessities. During the university holidays she would go down to the coast to be her son.
When she got back from the coast we spent a lot of time together listening and praying for each other. I heard about her story and had to encourage and tell her that she is worth more than what her family has lead her to believe. She has to fully put her trust in God, who is her true Father and loves her more than she can imagine. He loves her so much that He gave His only begotten son to die for her – there is no greater love! So what she needed to do was let go of her past, her “mother and sisters” who did not love her, her father who did not support her emotionally and financially, and she needed to wash herself clean from that. She is worth more.
It has taken time, but she has valued herself more and she has moved to America where an uncle from her biological mom’s side has helped her.
She is still young and like a lot of people still learning to love herself. She still needs lots of prayer for her future. She is longing for a relationship with her son and she would love to meet someone who will love her and cherish her.
Below is a scriptures that remind me of her:
Song of Solomon 1:3-6 (DRA)
3 Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.
4 I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
5 Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept.
6 shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.
John 3:16
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
