Posted in Gospel, Journal, Missions, Zambia

thank you for keeping my arms up!

With only four more days to go (the countdown is set to midnight!) before I leave for Zambia, I am INCREDIBLY excited for all that lies ahead!

You may not know me long enough to know the journey that God put me on to get me here: to this day, in this place, but it’s been a journey of more than 10 years!

This morning I was reading through Philippians, and it struck me anew how Paul interceded for the new Believers, how he eagerly hoped to be able to join them in person.

These sentiments are found throughout all of his letters. He takes special care to mention those who labour with him – Timothy, Aquila, Priscilla, and many others – honouring them for the work they do in the Kingdom. And he always points the church to Christ.

What a legacy!

One of the children’s stories that I finished up yesterday was about the Damascus road encounter (Acts 9).

I am constantly amazed that God specifically chose Saul to work among the gentiles, because his reputation was so well-known, and that made his testimony all the more believable.

In the end, God doesn’t care how amazing we think we are, or how skilled or able. He is simply looking for someone who is willing to take up his cross, to lay down his life — simply so that others might receive Life.

Like a drink offering, being poured out on the altar, nothing is worth more than honouring Him.

The first words God spoke after he called Paul was, “I will show him how much he must suffer for my name.” (Acts 9:15-16)

This morning, as I’m quite literally closing the books, I’d like to thank the hundreds of people who have journeyed with me over the years, sowing into the Kingdom, speaking God into my life, partnering in prayer, giving financially, interceding, weeding, watering, and harvesting.

I am incredibly honoured by each of you!

I cannot begin to call you all by name, but know that, I am deeply humbled by each of you keeping my arms up!

May you receive the crown of honour for your faithful work!

#runwildlivefree

#everytribeandtongue

#untilthewholeworldhears

Posted in Journal, Missions, Zambia

the Lord has heard

A year ago, I took this picture after a much needed rainstorm had passed. I walked through the garden, praying.

At the time, I had just resigned from my fulltime job, I had packed up my house and put everything in storage, and I was living in a friend’s guest room — waiting to hear from God about the next step I should take.

But surely God has heard. He has listened to my voice in prayer. Psalms 66:19

At the time, I had been walking around with a sense of dissatisfaction. Not because I was unhappy, per sé, but because there was an element of unfulfillment that had managed to weave itself into different areas of my life.

For many years, I had been praying, trusting, holding on to His promises, and even reminding Him about the pages and pages filled with prophetic words that I had written down through the years. From where I stood, I had done everything I could to be faithful, to be obedient, to fight the good fight, to run the race with endurance.

I was unsatisfied in my relationship with Him, feeling that church and worship had reached a plateau; that I wasn’t being released into the things I felt called to do. I was unsatisfied because, to a large extent, my friends and spiritual family did not understand why I was frustrated with the lack of momentum.

I felt like a racehorse, chewing at the bit as it was reigned in to keep the vegetable cart it was pulling from bucking and falling over. Why was I stuck in this in-between?

In January of 2018, God told me to enlarge my tents, and as I felt the buildup of this increase take place, my frustration with the external lack of growth increased.

I had a choice to make: do my own thing because I was convinced this is what I felt God had said, or honour my leaders in obedience, submitting to the authority which God had appointed.

In February of 2018, God told me to throw the net out to the other side, and within 24h I had resigned, gave notice for the apartment I was renting, and stepped into the Mission I had been praying about for more than 10 years.

I was, and still am, determined to be uncompromisingly obedient, to trust Him with every step, knowing that He is the hope that anchors my soul.

In this in-between season, I had been praying about a bunch of things, asking Him to give me a clear answer about What Comes Next, now that I had taken the plunge into the Great Unknown.

Isn’t it true that we sometimes go through seasons where things seem to be dreary and stale, where nothing seems to move forward and where breakthrough seems like a desert mirage? Distant and unattainable.

There are some specific things that I’ve been praying about for some time, and the Lord’s response is simply this: SHAMMAH. THE LORD IS HERE. HE HEARS.

A good friend recently shared this nugget of wisdom with me:“If Sarah had a son at 30, it would’ve been normal. If she had a son at 50, people would’ve thought it’s great and look how well she takes care of herself! But she had a son at 99, and the only One to receive glory from that is God.”

There are SO MANY examples from Scripture where people sought the Lord, crying out to Him.

There are AS MANY examples from Scripture where God answers prayer.

He knows our every thought, our every desire, our every prayer — even those we don’t know ourselves, or those we dare not whisper aloud.

He knows the depths of Man’s heart. He loves us all the same. And He is GOOD.

He is FAITHFUL.

He is not slow in remembering His PROMISES.

When the time is right, He will make it happen.

A year ago, I was chomping at the bit. But now that I look back I’m astounded by His faithfulness! Every day I get to live my dream: to run wild, live free; to share the Good News of the Gospel with men from every tribe and tongue. Indeed, my tents have been enlarged!

You see, whatever we’re praying for, even things that we’ve placed on the back burner because they seem to go unnoticed before God, ALL OF THAT is working for His glory!

If it were possible out of Man’s effort, Man would receive the glory and recognition. But, those things that are impossible for Man, are possible for God!

Never doubt God’s mighty power to work in you and accomplish all this. He will achieve infinitely more than your greatest request, your most unbelievable dream, and exceed your wildest imagination! He will outdo them all, for his miraculous power constantly energizes you.
Ephesians 3:20

Whatever breakthrough you’re trusting Him for, know this — THE LORD HEARS.

Hold on to the Promise Keeper and not simply the promises.

He is faithful.

It’s for His glory.

He hears.

#scenesfrommylife
#evenifyoudont
#thisislove
#shammah

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it is finished

Seven months ago, I took this picture in Nazareth. “Nothing good comes from Nazareth,” the words rang through my head, as I considered the notion of Good Friday.

As an oldest child, I’ve often considered the significance of Passover — not because I fear death, but because I realize how desperately I fall short in my own efforts.

Jesus, the perfect sacrifice, the Passover Lamb was beaten for our transgressions, He brought healing by His stripes, and He settled the debt of our sins by His death.

He died so that we could live. In Him there is Life, and Life in abundance!

He not only died, He rose again: defeating Death and the enemy’s claim to this kingdom He restored Identity and Authority, and He rules with the Father — glorified.

Sin came into the world in the garden of Eden, when Adam failed to see that he was already like God, created in His image.

The price for Salvation was claimed in the garden of Gethsemane, where Jesus willingly offered himself as Sacrifice in our stead so that Identity could be restored, reconciling us as Sons to the Father.

Today, we can live in that freedom, when we believe in our hearts, and confess with our mouths, that Jesus is Lord — the Son of God — and we shall inherit the Kingdom of Heaven, as co-heirs with Christ.

tetelestai: the debt has been paid in full; it is finished

#itisfinished
#runwildlivefree
#everytribeandtongue
#untilthewholeworldhears

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for all men

I refuse to be ashamed of sharing the wonderful message of God’s liberating power unleashed in us through Christ! For I am thrilled to preach that everyone who believes is saved—the Jew first, and then people everywhere!

Romans 1:16

The Gospel is the Good News of Salvation for all men of all tribes and all Nations for all times.

I took this picture on April 4th 2018 in Mpatamatu, central Zambia. We were on our way back to town after ministering in the villages.

We were looking for a bucket to carry water in, when we came across a small settlement between some mango trees. It was the chief’s house.

Though none of us spoke any Bemba, and they spoke little English, we prayed for the chief who had backache, and his son, whom we suspected had Malaria.

When we went back the next day, the boy, who was unable to lift up his head the day before, came running down the road to meet us, excitedly telling us that his father’s back was healed.

He is the God of supernatural. When we trust Him, and obey Him to go where He sends us, lives are changed and hearts are restored.

#runwildlivefree

#everytribeandtongue

Posted in Gospel, Missions, Zambia

pray for the harvest

In Matthew 24, Jesus tells us which signs to look for in the last days — the last days before He returns.

Rather than joining the conspiracy on When the End of the Age will take place, I labour to share the Good News of Salvation with as many people as possible. With 28 days to go before leaving for Zambia, I’m spending some extra time in preparation for the work to which He has called me.

As ministry partner in the Kingdom, you’re making it possible for others to go to the most remote places on earth, to reach those who have never had the opportunity to hear the Truth about Him!

In Luke 10:2, Jesus tells us that the harvest is ready, but that there are not enough labourers to bring in this mighty harvest. He also says we should pray to the Lord of the harvest to send out more labourers into the fields!

what a wonderful privilege it is to be a labourer in His Kingdom!

Won’t you join me in praying for the harvest today?

  • that Believers all over the world will wake up to the call for labourers
  • that Believers will be witnesses and Kingdom Ambassadors in every area of everyday life
  • that those who suffer persecution will stand strong and hold on to God
  • that Believers will no longer be trapped in lukewarm religion, but that they will be drawn in to relationship with the Father

💕🌻 Until the whole world hears!

If you have any prayer requests, feel free to send them through — I am always happy to stand in faith with you!

#runwildlivefree

#everytribeandtongue

Thank you to each of you sending personal messages of encouragement and support. I truly appreciate every message!

Posted in Missions, Zambia

40 days

In the Bible, there are multiple instances where 40 days refer to a period of significance.

  • During the great flood, rain fell for 40 days and 40 nights. [Genesis 4:7]
  • The spies Moses sent out to Canaan explored the country across the Jordan for 40 days. [Numbers 13:2,25]
  • The Hebrew people lived in the wilderness for 40 years before entering the Promised Land. [Numbers 32:13]
  • Goliath challenged the Hebrew army twice a day for 40 days before he was defeated by David. [1 Samuel 17:16]
  • Before starting His ministry, Jesus fasted for 40 days and 40 nights in the Judean desert. [Matthew 4:2; Mark 1:13; Luke 4:2]
  • A period of 40 days passed from Jesus’s resurrection to His ascension. [Acts 1:3]

A year ago today, I headed to Zambia for the first time! In 40 days‘ time, I’ll be back!

Earlier, I was telling my mum and some friends how this is probably the most daunting, but also the most exciting season of my life to date.

Ten years of prayers, dreams, and prophecies are being fulfilled in front of my eyes — what an incredible honour and privilege it is to be a partner and a servant; working alongside Holy Spirit in the harvest fields of the world!

any road.
any load.
any time.

He is faithful!

#runwildlivefree
#everytribeandtongue

For everyone who calls upon the name of the Lord [invoking Him as Lord] will be saved. [Joel 2:32.] But how are people to call upon Him Whom they have not believed [in Whom they have no faith, on Whom they have no reliance]? And how are they to believe in Him [adhere to, trust in, and rely upon Him] of Whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without a preacher? And how can men [be expected to] preach unless they are sent? As it is written, How beautiful are the feet of those who bring glad tidings! [How welcome is the coming of those who preach the good news of His good things!] [Isa. 52:7.]

Romans 10:13‭-‬15

May you have the courage to brave the Wilderness in order to gain the Promised Land.

The harvest is ready, but the labourers are few! Therefore, pray to the Lord of the harvest to send out labourers!

Posted in Gospel, Journal, Missions, Zambia

go fish

A year ago today, I packed my household contents on a friend’s truck and a trailer, and moved for the 6th (what would later be the 8th) time in 3 years, leaving behind my desk job and a life of predictability and security, to set off on the greatest adventure yet!

I remember being completely fascinated by the pictures from my Children’s Bible when my mum used to read to me as a kid.

Jesus multiplying fish and bread.
Jesus healing the sick.
Jesus teaching His disciples.

I’m reminded of the time the disciples were fishing all night, without catching a single thing. Jesus tells them to throw the net out to the other side of the boat. They’re like, “Whaaaaat? We just spent the entire night doing just that!” But, when they act in obedience, they haul in the motherload.

I think one of he biggest lessons of Life with Jesus is to be obedient. David also said (more than once!), OBEDIENCE IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN SACRIFICE.

This time last year was probably one of the most uncertain times I’ve ever gone through — I had no plan, and no backup-plan, but I was determined to walk in obedience.

Those last few weeks contained sooooo many challenges, and I felt a bit like those disciples who are tired and worn out after a night at sea.

In obedience, I threw the net out to the other side even if it didn’t make any sense in the here and now.

My friend Hugo reminded me, “if you walk in obedience miracles will follow.”

Tonight I’m looking back at this sunset drive-by shot from a year ago, and I’m thankful for friends who go the (extra) distance. For parents and a sibling who support me. For far-away friends that uplift and affirm, and point towards the Truth. And above all, looking to Jesus — to keep from sinking.

A year later, I not only get to do my Dream Job while working in the Kingdom as a fisher of men, I’ve travelled all over, met wonderful people. made meaningful connections, and delved deeper into my relationship with God.

I recently spoke to my friend David about ministry, and especially Healing, and I’ve become increasingly aware that your revelation and your ministry has to come from a place of intimacy with God.

Isn’t it wonderful that He keeps drawing us closer, inviting us to live face-to-face with Him, to breathe His life through the Spirit and to share in worship through fellowship?

Let us then fearlessly and confidently and boldly draw near to the throne of grace (the throne of God’s unmerited favor to us sinners), that we may receive mercy [for our failures] and find grace to help in good time for every need [appropriate help and well-timed help, coming just when we need it].

Hebrews 4:16

When we have nothing else to fall back on, except God, it often forces us to dig deeper into Him; to hold on to the Promise Maker, and not only His promises.

Even now, I’m standing in front of challenges, but I am confident in His faithful love that upholds and sustains me, even when the waves crash over this little boat.

I pray you’ll be brave enough to step out onto the waves — keep your eyes on Him!

When you step out in faith, and walk in obedience, God provides — He is faithful!

#runwildlivefree

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loadshedding

In South Africa, there exists a strange phenomenon called “loadshedding“. What it means means is that the power (electricity) is cut for a few hours (sometimes for an undermined length of time) in order to “save” electricity.
I find the reasoning behind this absurd, but that’s a story for another day.

This morning as we experienced Stage 4 loadshedding, it rendered it impossible for me to continue working (since my computer does not run on rainbows and good thoughts), I decided to go for a run in the veld.

The song“run wild” by For King And Country has been my anthem for a long time, as I’m sure you’re aware, and this morning as I was running through thigh high grass, dodging thorn bushes and cow dung, I thought about the notion of loadshedding and self-care.

We often promote self-care as a me-time ritual– taking a long bath, reading a book, getting enough sleep, going for a haircut (and those things are good and right) but the most important part of self-care is to run to Jesus, and to lay your burdens down before Him.

Cast your burden on the Lord [releasing the weight of it] and He will sustain you; He will never allow the [consistently] righteous to be moved (made to slip, fall, or fail). [I Pet. 5:7.] Psalm 55:22

So, this is what loadshedding is really about — to do the things we’re made to do, to run the race with determination, to live free from the burden of sin, to step out in faith, to take on the Great Unknown.

#runwildlivefree
#everytribeandtongue
#runforyourlives
#platteland
#freestate
#mountains

https://bible.com/bible/8/psa.55.22.AMPC

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be still my soul

This morning, Facebook Memories reminded me of a post I shared in 2015:

it’s always easiest to step out of the boat and walk on water when the sea is calm.

it’s the high seas that call out your faith.

be still, and know: I AM GOD.

His love never fails.

One part buying a boat, nine parts navigating the high seas.

A year ago, I was heading to Zambia for the first time.

I quit my fulltime job in February last year, when God told me to throw the net out to the other side.

At the time, I had no idea what that meant, or what would happen next, but I was determined to walk in radical obedience.

Stepping out in faith is never without challenges, but it is ALWAYS rewarding in ways I cannot describe in words.

One of the toughest challenges to date, is explaining to other Believers why the call to Missions is the MOST IMPORTANT call you’ll ever respond to.

Being a missionary does not mean you have to leave your vocation, but it does require selfless love, sacrifice, and obedience.

In 49 days, I’ll be back in Zambia for the 3rd time — this time to do AMT with Overland Missions — and I am extremely excited to see how promises and scriptures and prophetic words of more than 10 years come into fruition.

I am already amazed at the great transformation I can see in my life since crossing through the wilderness. Beyond this lies more wilderness, but it contains the Harvest of the Promised Land.

Even when the seas are rough, and when times are uncertain, hold on to the steadfast hope you have in Jesus — He is the anchor for your soul.

In all things, may you have the courage to #runwildlivefree

[Now] we have this [hope] as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul [it cannot slip and it cannot break down under whoever steps out upon it–a hope] that reaches farther and enters into [the very certainty of the Presence] within the veil, [Lev. 16:2.] ~ Hebrews 6:19

https://bible.com/bible/8/heb.6.19.AMPC

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Lord of the Dance

On 11 February 2018, I spoke to God about my life and job, and the fact that I was stressed and deeply unhappy. I felt that I wasn’t living up to my calling.

The Word He gave me is from John 21:4-7, in which Jesus told the disciples to cast the net out towards the other side of the boat.

I had no idea what this Word meant, but I felt peace to give 24h notice, and resign. I had no plan beyond this.

The next couple of months were a bit in-between, but it lead up to packing up my house and my bags in June (also in obedience) and setting off on the Wilderness x Promised Land Adventure, not yet knowing that I would travel to 6 different countries in 4 months, without a solid income, without a plan or even a backup-plan. I had nothing to go on but a Word from God.

On October 1st, I had a dream in which I was dancing. There was no music, but I danced the message of the Gospel. I had no idea that people were gathering, watching. I simply danced because I had to.

Later that day, we took a boat ride on the Sea of Galilee. I started weeping the minute we cast off. To the left lay Capernaum, and Gaza lay before us. I was thinking how Jesus calmed the sea with a single word, and Holy Spirit reminded me of the Word He gave me in February that year. I was SO overwhelmed by His faithfulness!

OBEDIENCE IS BETTER THAN SACRIFICE.
1 Samuel 15:22

At some point, music started playing. I got up in the front of the boat and started dancing. It was not about performance, but about obedience.

Obedience enables us to #runwildlivefree

It so often happens that we’re held back by the known, and the visible, and even our comfort zone. But, when we trust Him for the harvest, beautiful things happen, and it sets our Spirit free.

May you have courage to step out, and to step in rhythm with the Lord of the Dance!

Posted in Devotional, Gospel, Journal, Missions

the Good Shepherd

I recently sat down to review some of the work I’ve been doing over the past few months, and, as most of you will probably know, I’m finishing up a couple work-things as part of the final preparation before leaving for Zambia.

Anyway, as this review came up, I was reminded of my last “working day” of 2018.
I was still in Mahahe, Namibia, and I had 8 hours to go before getting on the bus to Zambia (via Zimbabwe and Botswana — yes, things don’t always go as planned but that’s part of the adventure).

I was writing about John the Baptist, as part of the series of stories I’m doing for Online Church, and consulted my friend Hugo about the Theology of baptism.

Obviously, this is an important subject to write about. I wanted to be extra careful to write the Truth, and to not sound preachy while doing it.

These children’s stories are available free of charge online — that’s a rather large audience, and, of course, I don’t know these kids’ knowledge or background regarding baptism. And, aside from the children, there will be parents watching and hearing and processing this too. How do I write the Truth without involving Theology?

Rather than advising me about what to write, Hugo suggested that we should pray about it. Which we did. And then I wrote what Holy Spirit lead me to say.

This extract from Psalm 23 is part of those writings.

As I look back on the adventures of the last few months, and the craziness of the last few weeks, I’m drawn closer to times of prayer — leaning in to the voice of the Good Shepherd.

Psalm 23 is probably one of the most well-known Scriptures, right along with John 3:16&17, and 1 Corinthians 13, though I doubt we take the time to dissect this passage, and to pray over it.

The past few weeks and months have presented various challenges and difficulties, but as Hugo reminded me, when we face a problem — physical or spiritual — the best thing we can often do about it, is to pray.

David, when he wrote this song, was a young shepherd boy who lived in the field with his flock. There was nothing famous or important about him, but he knew how to hold on to and grasp revelations of Truth.

Just as David was taking care of his sheep, he knew God was also taking care of him.

As a kid who grew up in the lush green that the Northern Drakensberg had to offer, I’ve always imagined Psalm 23 to resemble the rolling foothills of Kwa-Zulu Natal.

However, upon visiting Israel in October 2018, I came to know the bitter truth — the green pastures David spoke of look nothing like the paradise of my childhood.

The reality of the Psalm 23 in which David’s praise-song was set, was rugged and harsh desert landscape, just outside of Palestine.

But, the more I looked around, I noticed that it was in fact not just rocks and desert, and a hot wind that scorched your skin. There is some grass! And the modern-day shepherds, just like the shepherds of old, I’m sure, knew where to find the good stuff.

They weren’t following the flock from rock to rock, but they were walking in the front, with the sheep following them, leading them from one patch of shade to the next, providing shelter and food as they went along.

The Shepherd does not only ward off danger, herding the flock together, He walks in front of the sheep and He shows them the paths of Life. He provides for the body, and for the soul.

The Good Shepherd lays down his life for his sheep.

You see, so often, we have things backwards.

When we’re confronted with difficulty, we should draw near, and not shrink back, from Him who restores our souls and gives us rest.

Is there any better approach to solving a problem than asking the Shepherd who knows all things how to approach it?

In Him we always have more than enough.

This gives me the courage to press forward, even if the future seems unstable and uncharted.

I’ve been living out of a suitcase for 126 days, and each in-between-suitcase-day has been absolutely worth it. I’m looking forward to the suitcase living and planned (and unplanned) adventures that lie ahead!

I don’t know exactly how things will turn out, but I trust the Good Shepherd, and that’s more than enough! All in pursuit of the Kingdom!

#runwildlivefree

Cornelia’ version of Psalm 23

The Lord is my best friend and my shepherd. I always have more than enough. The Lord gives me a place to rest — I am safe in His love. The Lord makes me whole, and gives me new life. He shows me the paths of life, and leads me to walk in His ways. By walking where He guides me, I bring honour to His name.

Lord, when your path takes me through valleys of darkness, I will not let fear be my master because You take care of me. You remain close to me, and lead me all the way!

In your presence, I am strong, and my heart is filled with peace. Your love comforts me, and takes away my fear. I will never be lonely because you are always near!

You anoint me with your Holy Spirit, and you fill me until my heart feels like it will burst!

I am not afraid of the future because Your goodness and love is always with me — all the days of my life.

And afterward, when all my days have been lived, I will enjoy your presence — forever with You!

God watches over us. He takes care of us, and gives us everything we need. In His presence we are safe and fully loved.

“Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.” Psalm 23:6

Posted in Devotional, Gospel, Missions

vision

Vision.

It’s a one syllable word. And a perfectly simple one at that. Right?

If you look up “vision”, the OED will tell you that it means a) the ability to see, b) the ability to think about or plan the future with imagination or wisdom, c) a mental image of what the future could be like, and Vision also happens to be a Marvel superhero. (There are other definitions too, but this is not a vocabulary lesson.)

In other words, to have vision implies looking at something with faith and hope. Now, why does that sound so familiar? Oh yes, of course: Jeremiah 29:11.

This morning I spent nearly three hours raking the leaves in my garden into heaps and pulling the weeds out of the lawn as I went along. Winter is hard work. Anyway, I had my iPod playing while I eagerly started out my task. Soon enough a hymn came across the playlist: Be Thou My Vision. I’m sure you’ve heard it before. It has a really catchy Irish tune. If you, for the moment, forgot how it goes, check out this cover by Noteworthy.

So, anyway, the song stuck with me, and I went looking for the scriptures that inspired this hymn.

It’s from Ephesians 1: 17-23 and Colossians 3 : 11

Something I’ve been thinking about a lot this week is that scripture in Matthew 14 where Peter sees Jesus walking on the water and Jesus tells him (Peter) to get out of the boat and come to him. Peter starts out great, but soon enough he starts sinking. Because he took his eyes off Jesus.

I think it’s easy to loose sight of God. Not because we’re distracted necessarily, though that can sometimes be the issue, but often simply because we have our own agenda.

When Peter got out of the boat his goal was to reach Jesus. That was what he was focused on and what he was going for. Now, I’m pretty sure there might have been waves spraying into Peter’s eyes and he might have been afraid, but the minute he stepped out of the boat, he walked in faith. Yes, he started sinking and he cried out to God to save him. Jesus said, “you of little faith, why did you doubt?”

When I think about “little faith” I’m reminded about Matthew 13, just one chapter earlier, where Jesus says in v31:

“The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field. 32 Though it is the smallest of all seeds, yet when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds come and perch in its branches.”

Faith in obedience has the power to move mountains. If we act on a word of God we shall be like the believers described in Matthew 10. It’s not just about the supernatural, but it also is. If we call ourselves Christians we simply cannot live ordinary lives.

be thou my vision

And this hymn reminds me of that — to live with heavenly perspective. He is my battle shield. His Word is my sword. He is my strong tower. He is my delight.

I pray that you might see Him and have the courage to step out of the boat. Yes, it’s scary and sometimes the waves are pretty big and the wind blows strong and throws you off balance.

But keep your eyes on Him.

Act in obedience and walk by faith, not be sight.

Stepping out in faith is not knowing that Peter walked on water. Faith is getting out of your own boat, whether you’re wearing a life jacket or not, and whether you’re knee deep in the water and surrounded by a storm or not, to still trust that God has plan for your life; knowing Holy Spirit will guide you; knowing Jesus will reach out to catch you; knowing Father will embrace you; and doing the impossible because God is a God of wonders.

Posted in Gospel, Missions, Zambia

there is no fear in love

As humans, we tend to measure our potential response to threat or danger according to extremities. We spiral into Worst Case Scenarios, plotting outcomes for events that may never happen.

1 John 4:18 says that perfect love banishes the existence of fear. In other words, when we know and understand the love of God the Father, the Personification of Love who gave his Son to us as a gift of love, we come to experience the safety and protection that exists within love.

We are set free from the strain of fear, knowing that He who loves perfectly has already overcome the world.

There is no fear in love [dread does not exist], but full-grown (complete, perfect) love turns fear out of doors and expels every trace of terror! For fear brings with it the thought of punishment, and [so] he who is afraid has not reached the full maturity of love [is not yet grown into love’s complete perfection]. We love Him, because He first loved us.

1 John 4:18‭-‬19

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Rapid 14

During the summer holiday of 2018, I visited Liezl and Arthur at their home in Livingstone, Zambia. I met this lovely family in 2016, when they were visiting my home church in South Africa.

I remember being excited by the way they spoke about Kingdom and ministry and travel, and we kept in touch.

It was during this visit to Zambia, my second trip to Zambia with in a year, that God started speaking to me about strategic relationships.

Liezl and I, overlooking Rapid 14 on the Zambezi river.

I’ve been involved in short-term missions since 2010, and for two years, I headed Every Nation Faith City‘s local outreach programs. Mid-2018, I felt the release to quit my day-job, so to speak, and set off in obedience to the call God placed on my life.

In May 2019, I’ll be part of a team of missionaries from all over the world, who’ll attend the Advanced Missions Training on Overland Mission’s Logistical base in Livingstone, Zambia.

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I feel that AMT (Advanced Missions Training) is an important steppingstone for the next season, and especially toward my heart for the Gospel in Africa.


Romans 10:14-15  (AMP)
14 But how will people call on Him in whom they have not believed? And how will they believe in Him of whom they have not heard? And how will they hear without a preacher (messenger)?  15 And how will they preach unless they are commissioned  and sent [for that purpose]? Just as it is written  and forever remains written, “How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news of good things!”

You can contribute by partnering with me in prayer, or contributing financially. The total cost for AMT is $6000 (six thousand USD), which includes all expenses such as travel and accommodation for the time I’ll be training in Zambia.

Would you please prayerfully consider making a contribution as partner in the Kingdom?


To join me in Kingdom partnership, you can donate to Overland Missions, and reference my name, or contact me directly, and I’ll provide any information needed.

However God leads you to respond, please know that I have deep appreciation for your partnership and support!


I look forward to sharing more exciting news with you soon!

May you be greatly and abundantly blessed!


Posted in Gospel, Missions, Zambia

by the word of their testimony

And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.” Revelation 12:11 (KJV)

Testimony is a pretty powerful thing. The Hebrew word is Touwdah. It means attestation, confirmation, prophetic injunction attestation, to solemnly affirm, to confirm belief.

Over the past two days I watched two films that really touched my heart. Both films are based on true stories. I’ll try not to ruin it for you, so take the time off and watch them for yourself.

The first movie (Finding a Family) is about a kid (Alex) who works his butt of to get into Harvard. Alex’s mother was in a serious car accident, and, as a result of a series of unfortunate circumstances, Alex eventually ends up in foster care, moving from one home to the next.

The second movie (Clancy) is about a kid who runs away from home and ends up living on the street with a War Veteran. The beginning of the movie might seem real dumb (I was tempted to fall asleep), but I urge you to watch up to the end. I guarantee reward.

It was this movie — Clancy– that had (and still has) me in tears.

Clancy is a girl of about 8 years old, and she was introduced to Jesus by her grandmother. While living on the street with Nick (the veteran), she continues praying for her mum (who is in rehab) and tells Nick about Jesus — despite the fact that he is irritated by her and does not want anything to do with God or church, other than using their facilities. One night, as they celebrate their joint first birthday party, Clancy gives Nick a Book containing everything he ever needs to know — and then she shares the Gospel with him.

You know, I was just ripped apart by her sincere love for Nick and the honest manner in which she testified. There’s this one part where Clancy explains why bad stuff happens. She figures most people see death as the worst possible thing that could happen to you, but that once you know Who you’re with when you die, it’s really not such a big deal after all.

By the end of the movie, Nick speaks to one of his friends — a county police officer– who asks him what made him pull his life together. You know what Nick’s response was? He said “someone convinced me that God doesn’t hate me.”

The Message translation of 1 John 5:11 says, “This is the testimony in essence: God gave us eternal life; the life is in his Son.”

You’ve probably heard of John 3:16. It says that God loved the world (insert your name, ’cause it’s really about you) so much that He sent His only Son, Jesus Christ, to bail you out. He literally sacrificed His Best of Everything, to win you back. He gave his Son as ransom for your life. If that is not the personification of love — then what is?

John 15:13 says the best way to prove your love is to die for a friend.

I’m completely dumbstruck by the fact that even though we were sinners, literally bums living off of the gutter, dirty, unworthy, despicable, unholy, (multiplied every other adjective you can think of), not deserving of honour or sacrifice — Father’s love is still so unconditional that He chose to pay the price in any case.

You know, I think we try to complicate testimony by translating it to sermon.

Romans 13 verse 10 says “You can’t go wrong when you love others. When you add up everything in the law code, the sum total is love.”

Testimony is in essence, sharing love. It’s sharing Love. Giving account of God’s work in your life is an opportunity for the other party to connect with, and experience, God for themselves. To encounter Love.

If you go by the standard set up in Revelation 12 verse 11, the two most powerful weapons we have is Jesus’s sacrifice — the Personification of LOVE — and the testimony thereof.

This morning I had coffee with Lynzi, and I shared about the fact that if I had to devote my life to ONE singular significant cause that would be everything and the only thing that I ever did — it would be to have people encounter God. That certainly is the singular thing that changed my life, let alone my approach to God and a relationship with Him.

Johnathan Helser’s song, I’ve seen I Am, just about sums it all up.

I grew up in a traditional church where people really had a sincere love for God, but what I never quite got was what God was all about. Looking back now, I cannot understand how I was able to live, for so long, with a “ritual” christianity that taught me about the fear of God and laid good spiritual foundations in my life, but never introduced me to the Person behind the church. I don’t know whether this makes any sense to you at all, but maybe you’ve had a similar experience. You know — it’s really not about going to church. Afterall, the Church is a body, not a building. You can go to church (the building) as often and as much as you like, and attend home cell and have Bible study groups, but unless you get to know God, and meet Him Face-to-face, you’ll never get to understand the full FULLNESS of being in relationship with LOVE.

My greatest wish is that YOU might get to know Him intimately. That you might see Him Face-to-face. That you might discover the great and glorious mysteries that surround Him. And ultimately, that you might learn your destiny and purpose and identity because you know Him.

Getting back to the testimony thing, in my first ever blog post, I shared how starting this blog was really just an act of obedience, and it still is. I’m not some super christian who has sky-high super-amazing-faith all year round. But what I do know, is that I have a testimony, and that’s why I share it.

Testimony has this amazing ability to multitask.

It glorifies God, it reminds you about the amazing stuff He did and does and most assuredly will do, and it stirs up faith.

John 5 verse 9 says, “If we take human testimony at face value, how much more should we be reassured when God gives testimony as he does here, testifying concerning his Son.”

I challenge you to share testimony.
You know — it’s really not a sermon. Clancy changed Nick’s life by drawing up the Bible in six pages full of childlike doodles. Maybe you’re called to be the next Bill Johnson or Benny Hinn, I don’t know. But maybe the fact that you tell your roommate about the money God supernaturally provided, or about the lady that got healed in the check-out queue, or the dream you had the night before, can change their life.
Maybe you have to draw the Bible on the back of a cereal box, or maybe your words are the only Bible some people may ever “read”. The fact remains that TESTIMONY is how we overcome.
1 Peter 5 verse 9 says (Message translation) we’re called to speak out on God’s behalf, and to tell others of the night-and-day difference that He made for us.
So, here’s what I challenge you to do: open our mouth.

Get on Twitter. Or Facebook. Or write a blog. Share your testimony.

You probably won’t have to make a film out of your life, or write a song, but if that’s what is needed — then do it!
You know, in my experience, the Gospel is just so much more real when it’s an account and not a story or a sermon.

Thanks for joining me!

“If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.”

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Sunsets in the Kavango are always spectacular, especially when viewed from the top of the water tower in the village. – Mahahe, Namibia

Mid-2018, I felt the call to pack up life as I knew it, and I set off on the adventure now known as run wild live free.

This adventure set off by travelling to Israel, Jordan and Egypt, experiencing the sights and sounds and smells and people of the Promised Land.

Shortly after, my backpack and I made our way to Namibia, where I spent a month in Mahahe, a small village outside of Rundu, on the Kavango River. A 2km walk brings you to the river, where Angola is a stone’s throw away.

My time in Mahahe taught me a lot about rural living, the value of friendships, and challenged me to find new ways in which to reach and impact culture. One of the things I realized, was that there isn’t a one-size-fits-all approach to problem-solving in areas where English was not widely spoken, where Malaria is part of every day life, where famine and poverty are not foreign concepts, and where family is an essential part of community living.

Next, I traveled through Botswana and Zimbabwe to make my second visit to Zambia. Crossing over the Victoria Falls border post is always a treat, and it’s spectacular, even when it’s not the rainy season.

In Zambia, I spent some time visiting friends in Livingstone and connected with Overland Missions. In May this year, I’ll return to Rapid 14, and it’ll be my home until September, when the next part of this amazing journey will kick off.

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Life is always better when done together.

To join me in Kingdom partnership, you can donate to Overland Missions, and reference my name, or contact me directly, and I’ll provide any information needed.

For more information about Language Practice services, you can contact Language Matters.

Thank you for joining me on this adventure!

I look forward to sharing more soon!

May you be greatly and abundantly blessed!

the Wilderness x the Promised Land