George Nsinga grew up in a Christian home, with a fairly typical life for a young African boy in rural Rhodesia. At least, as typical as life could be during the war for independence in the mid-1970's. At any moment, life could be interrupted by the arrival of government soldiers or "the boys" from any of the three competing rebel armies. That could mean intimidation, threats, torture, confiscation of property or even death for anyone who happened to be in the way. The worst were ZANU-PF, headed by Robert Mugabe.
One day, while in class at high school, they came - a band of fighters from ZANU-PF. Whatever else might have happened, this we know - they kidnapped the students, including George, and marched them some 250 miles through the bush to Zambia. The march was dangerous and hard - from hunger, other rebel armies, and animals (as large as lions and as deadly as malaria-carrying mosquitoes). There they were sorted and redeployed - some to combat training, some to the USSR for specialized training. George was sent to the USSR for training as an intelligence officer, complete with liberal portions of communism and other propaganda.
After training, he was redeployed back into Rhodesia as a spy - mind you, he was still just a teenager. Caught in an attack, his right leg was shattered, and to this day he limps and uses a crutch.
The war ended in 1980. Today he is married with three children, and he and his wife Musa teach school while he also serves as the preacher for the Senga Church of Christ in Gweru, Zimbabwe. He is a quiet man of deep faith, tested by fire, full of compassion and joy. I wish you could meet him.
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