If You Never Come Into Contact With The Great Unsaved You’re Doing Church Wrong

I don’t know everything but I think if you’re calling yourself a Christian, a fully tithed-up church member and you say something like ‘I only have 4 unsaved people in my life,’ maybe, just maybe, you’re kinda missing some of the point?
The time will come when believers will band together for protection and safety, but right now, in this country, I’m sorry but if you’re ok with the fact that you’re far removed from The Great Unsaved, something is seriously wrong with your theology.

Churches by and large cocoon believers in these cotton-candy happy-clappy comfort zones where because everyone around you believes the same thing and is humming along to the same tune while doing the ‘holy two step’ -you know that shuffle where you raise your arms, lift your eyes heavenward and sway from side to side because ‘the spirit is moving’? – that’s the holy two-step – every one you know is singing, doing and claiming to feel the same things you are because you know, you’re ‘in the world but not of it.’ You ‘pray’ for the homeless and the sick and minister to the needy when it’s convenient, and you feel all warm and fuzzy inside because obviously you’re saved and your faith is not dead.
My friend, sit down.

If Jesus sought out sinners – not to pat them on the head and assure them He’ll approach God on their behalf (praying for the ‘souls of the lost’) but to eat with and fellowship with them, what do you think you’re doing meeting with the SAME ‘saved’ people every week, twice a week? What gospel are you spreading? When? Where? To whom?

If the Apostles went out and STARTED churches, and then left those and started more churches while those people started still more churches, do you think they were filling benches with believers? Nah fam, we need to do better. I’m including myself because for all that I’m not a churchgoer, it’s not like I’m ‘saving souls’ by the hundreds either. We all need to do better.

We need to think about what church is and what it should be, about who is in church Sunday on Sunday (or Saturday, as the case may be), and about how, exactly, we’re fulfilling the Great Commission. And for all that your pastors tell you, giving them money to build (or rent) bigger and fancier church buildings is NOT what it’s about. Handing out tracts at a shopping centre once or twice year, isn’t what it’s about either.

What IS it about? I don’t know, exactly, but I do know that it’s not about being comfortable in knowing only 4 unsaved people, nor is it about hanging out with the same people each week and feeling smug about what ‘faithful servants’ we are because we didn’t miss church. If God no longer lives in buildings but is present in believers’ hearts then perhaps worshipping in spirit and in truth isn’t just about singing along to Hillsong and Bethel compilations and being ‘touched’ by the sermon.

Most people go to church for how it makes them feel, and to hang out with people who believe like they do. I don’t know everything but I do know that if I’m the light of the world then I need to go where there is darkness and bring light. What’s the point of turning on the lights at bright noontime? What does your pastor call himself doing, preaching to the converted week after week?

Think about it.

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On The Religious (mis)Education of the Negro and Why Churches Are (mostly) Nonsense

Methinks that rightchea is where it all went to shyte:

No law forbids the religious instruction of the Negroes, orally, by proper instructers, either during the week or on the Sabbath day; and any minister of the Gospel, or any owner, may undertake the good work, and prosecute it as largely and as long as he pleases.
-Charles Polcock-Jones, Religious Instruction of the Negro

If you, black person, are not able to separate the word of the white man from the Word of God you will remain a mental slave and so shall your descendants and their descendants, ad nauseum (some may argue ad inifinitum but I live in hope that my people will be free one day).

If all you’ve ever known about God and the Bible has come from sitting in church and/or reading religious literature and not from your own wrestling with Scripture and actively participating in rigorous discussion about it and praying about it, then this post is for you. And if it’s not, read on anyway, what’s the harm?

The first thing you need to examine is your faith.

  • Do you trust God or do you trust those you have allowed to rule over you by virtue of their oratory, though you may think it’s because of their God-given authority to lead?
  • Do you truly believe that you do not need the laying on of hands to receive healing because you can and indeed you should approach the throne of Grace on your own, and boldly?

Second, examine your allegiance to your church.

  • How many years have you been a ‘member’ and a faithful ‘tither’ to the ministry?
  • Do you know that the role of the early church was to teach of Jesus Christ and Him crucified so that those taught could go out and teach others? Those churches were not static, they were dynamic as new people were brought in and old members left to spread the word to still others. If the mark of a true leader is how many leaders he raises up who will then raise up other leaders, how much of a leader is the pastor or bishop (whatever you call him) of your church?
  • If you have not led others to Christ and witnessed them lead others to Christ (which is very different kettle of fish from inviting someone to church) then what is your church doing? What IS your church beyond a chill place on Sundays, somewhere to show off how blessed you are (unlike those sinners who need to be evangelized into coming to church), how strong you are in the faith (look at you resisting sin and testifying to the goodness of the Lord), and how kind and welcoming you are? (-to people like you, who come to your church and do things the way you and your church do them; who never question the effectiveness of the church because after all, prayers for the poor and unsaved are scheduled for the first Thursday of each quarter and you always go, AND you always donate a packet of mealie-meal and a few tins of baked beans to the annual food-drive for the poor. You have ‘quiet time’ every day; of course you’re a good church-goer Christian.

Lastly, examine your theology.

  • What do you believe about God.
  • Why do you believe that way? Because you’ve been taught it and it must be true? What about the question of the trinity, or eschatology, for example?
  • Was it taught to you or do you have the conviction that comes from the Holy Spirit to stand upon?
  • Have you studied the Bible for yourself, ever? I don’t mean have you memorised Scripture and completed a prescribed Bible plan, I mean have YOU ever studied the Bible, prayerfully, for yourself, as the Spirit leads you?

When the slaves in England and America were catechized they were taught about a white man’s God. When the colonised in Africa were being catechized they were taught a white man’s perspective of God. Both the slaves and the colonised were taught that their culture and traditions and belief systems and even their languages were anti-God; white culture became synonymous with Christian culture.

Black woman. If you cannot separate whiteness from God; if you cannot yet see or even begin to understand why God is real and not white; if you think this post is blasphemous and sacrilegious, you need to think about your understanding of God and where it comes from.
Amen.

On False Prophecies and Those Who Believe Them

I remember side-eyeing some people I know (thought?) to be God-fearing when they shared posts about how Trump is God-appointed and so on. At the time I remember wondering how it was that such otherwise intelligent people who were usually quite able to separate truth from foolishness could be so misled…but I said nothing because I knew what they would say: He has chosen the foolish things of the world…


Whether or not Trump is God-sent is not for me to say. What I know is that we are to loosen the bonds of wickedness (loose the chains of injustice), undo the heavy burdens, let the oppressed go free and break every yoke. Christians i.e. those who claim to be Christ-followers are to share their food with the hungry, provide shelter for wanderers; when they see the naked they are to clothe them and not turn away from their own flesh and blood. 


Trump has never lied about who he is. He has lied about many things, but who he is and what he stands for, supports, believes in and wants to see happen worldwide has never been secret. 


If you believe in God and the Bible as the word of God (and you’ve read even a tiny portion of Revelations) then nothing that Trump (or any world leader for that matter) says or does should be a surprise…but acknowledging that is a far cry from actively supporting his actions. Yes, he may be doing the will of God but then so was Pharoah when he refused to set the Hebrew slaves free. Right? Yet Moses stood against him, stood in the gap for God’s people and did HIS part in that saga. 

Here is an except from what Paula White had to say about Trump:
…She made an extended comparison of the president to the biblical figure Esther on Bakker’s show Monday, in an interview that at times sounded more like an impassioned sermon. Like Esther, White said, Trump is a come-from-nowhere figure elevated to leadership against all odds in order to do God’s will. She described Trump as a generous, humble man of “character and integrity” and vouched repeatedly for the state of his soul. “He surrounds himself with Christians, and he is a Christian,” she told Bakker, about a man who’s been widely reported as being irreligious for most of his life, prompting applause from the studio audience. “He loves prayer.”


As the Word says: by their fruits you shall know them. That is all I’m saying about that. 

It’s A(nother) New Day

I dance to this song and sing along, meaning every word. It’s in my ‘New Year’ playlist, twenty songs -some secular- that all speak to my spiritual journey. I might do a post and share maybe the top 5 one day.

Back to Becka Shae’s remake of Shape of You. When I first heard the original I didn’t think much of it but played it through a couple of times because a man I liked had referenced it and I was tryna figure out if I was missing something (I wasn’t, his appreciation of the song was decidedly not a glimpse into his feelings for me). Nonetheless it was catchy and stuck in my head until I wrote this (while thinking, of course, about said man):

A few days later a link to Becka Shae’s remake showed up on my YouTube recommendations, and although I rarely listen to covers, the word ‘Christian’ in her title caught my eye. I listened, then Googled the lyrics you know, as one does. I loved it.

Today it’s especially poignant. Tomorrow’s my birthday and as always this is a time of reflection for me. I’ve been thinking for a while but yesterday I found myself asking, what’s the point of it all? What’s the point of prayer, of all those ‘spiritual disciplines’ if at the end of the day you’re still lonely, hungry for intimacy, unfulfilled, unsatisfied, longing for something you can’t quite name?

Today I continued with the reflections, heartsick and sad over the fact of my frailty when it comes to resisting sin. I had forgotten that His strength is made perfect in my weakness. As sometimes happens, a tune started up in my head and it was If Ed Sheeran’s Shape of You Were A Christian Song.

Elohim breathe on me.

Over and over that one phrase looped until I scrolled to my music player, lay down and listened to the entire song.

Elohim breathe in me.

Here’s where I went wrong:

I haven’t read my Bible in a long time. Oh, I look up verses here and there, but actually searching God’s word prayerfully or in study? It’s been a while. Giving praise? Not unless I’m singing along to my playlist, but does that really count? Really? In my case I think not, because I’m usually doing something else too: cooking, checking Facebook; it’s been a very long time since I actually set aside time of any length to just bask in God’s presence.

If I am not walking in victory, if instead of regaining my balance after stumbling I am trying to dust myself off after a fall, perhaps that is because like Peter I looked at my circumstances and took my eyes off the Lord. There is, really, no ‘if’ about it.

Elohim breathe through me.

And here’s what I’m planning to do about it:

I run back to the arms of the Father, so gladly and unashamedly accepting of the scandalous Grace that allows me to run back. I look up Words I have received in more prayerful times, and I thank God for how He pursues me even when I am distracted, disobedient and unfaithful.

Holy, holy, holy Elohim breathe on me.

As I enter my new year, I stand on the forgiveness of the Father, I bathe in His mercy, receive His gift of Grace and look to His promises. For what can separate me from the love of God? Can loneliness, or hunger, or fear or pain? Can laziness, or depression, or hardship, or insomnia?

Romans 8:38-39

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.”

Happy new year to me.

His Love Is Wild For Me

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Unreserved, unrestrained, his love is wild for me. It isn’t shy, it’s unashamed – his love is proud to be seen with me. Uncontrolled, uncontained, his love is a fire burning bright for me. It’s not just a spark, it’s not just a flame, his love is a light and all the world will see.

His love’s not fractured, it’s not a troubled mind; it isn’t anxious, it’s not the restless kind; his love’s not passive, it’s never disengaged, it’s always present, it hangs on every word we say.

Love keeps its promises, it keeps its word, it honors what’s sacred ’cause its vows are good. His love’s not broken, it’s not insecure, his love’s not selfish, his love is pure. -adapted from Pieces, Amanda Cook

Only God can love like this. And only a man living for God can love a woman who is loved like this.

-Beauty’s Daughter

Write Down The Vision and Make It Plain

Towards the end of last year I spent a lot of time in prayer. I was alone on the night of the 31st, New Year’s Eve, and I spent the night praying (and sleeping, duh) for God’s intervention in different areas of my life. 2017 was shaping up to be a great year.

Halfway through the year I’ve learnt that self-preservation is my super power, and that prioritising self-care is the key to my emotional and mental well-being.

This past week has been particularly rough and I was sliding in the deep dark once more when I recalled a word that God gave me very early in the year.

What I have noticed is that God speaks to me through Bible verses; sometimes I have to Google to find said verses. As in, I’ll google phrases to see if they’re indeed from the Bible, and each and every time  they have been.

God speaks in a way  you can understand. Some people see pictures, others hear an audible voice (I’m told)…there are as many ways to hear from God as there are people on earth, but I firmly believe two things:

  1. God will always speak to you in a way that makes sense to  you 
  2. He will never contradict His Word.

This (below) is what God said to me back in January, a word I forgot until I was almost at breaking point. I went into my archives and retrieved it, and I am standing upon it. I am filled with the certainty of hoping in God, for He will not say it if He will not do it. Knowing that He will do it is comforting, and faith-building, because I  know that my God is faithful unto the last day. Amen.


He is making a way in the wilderness and watering the dry places….ngiyokwesabani na ngoba uMalusi wami nguNkulunkulu? What shall I fear when God Himself is a shield about me and my shepherd? 

Stand upon the promises of God, and when you have done all, stand.