Fezile, the one whom God loves




It’s Christmas day and I am behind a PC 🙂

I couldn’t go to bed without writing this post-today I went to church and as I was sitting watching the speaker share the message I realised that God gave me life, God gave me time and God has given me love.

As I reflected on what my Saviour has done for me I was filled with tremendous joy. The word says we have every spiritual blessing (Ephesians) and today it hit me that everything the word says I have-I truly have.

As I reflect on my life, I realised that if I were to go to Heaven now-I would have peace, not only  because I would be in my Saviour’s arms-but I would have peace that I used everything the Lord told me to use and I have done what the Lord has said I must do-there is nothing more beautiful than that-to be in the complete will of God.

I used to think that if I had more money or a better house or many cars I would be complete-but friends, Jesus completes me, Jesus is my answer to the world’s deepest pain-Jesus is my everything.

I thank God that when he died for me more than 2000 years ago-he saw Fezile before him and he said I love her so much that I am willing to lay my life down for her. Jesus saw my whole life before him, my mistakes, my failures, my flaws-but even in all that-he still chose to die for me!

I boast of God’s love because honestly that love is the only one that hasn’t demanded me to be anything else than what I am. I know God loves me, I know that I am precious to Him and I know that I matter to Him. I know that when I am sad he feels my pain because he loves me. There isn’t anyone in this world who can ever tell me otherwise concerning God’s heart for me-I can speak confidently of that love because I have a relationship with my Father, I tell him everything and I know he hears every single prayer and he makes every effort to bring comfort and hope my way-because of the love he has for me.

God’s love humbles me because I don’t deserve it BUT he gives it to me regardless.

As we celebrate Christmas-what are you grateful to God for? As you reflect on God’s love for you-how have you grown? How has God’s love changed your life?

Let me know in the comment box below.


P.S – If you need prayers concerning anything, just type in “pray” and the minute I see your comment I will pray with you-because YOU matter to God! 




Do you trust Him?


Today I woke up with an urgency to go to church. I felt like God had something he wanted me to do, I just had an expectation of him.


It was a different Sunday service, we submitted ourselves to the Holy Spirit and decided to intercede before the service started, and one of the prayer points this morning was specifically for the worship team-that they may be completely dependent on the Lord, that they may worship the Lord in Spirit and in Truth, that they may give all the glory to the Lord. Beloved- I believed that Jesus was before us this morning, that he was hearing every word we spoke, that our prayers were like incense before him- a sweet aroma in his throneroom.


As we were worshipping, a man came into the church, he pointed at the drums, I can’t begin to describe the boldness he came in with, he walked in as if he was sent. I looked at him and had peace, I pointed at him to go play and the way he played was not for us to glorify him, he was so lost in the presence of God, it’s like he was seeing Jesus before him and he was playing with everything he had. The worship team ushered us into his presence, you could almost feel God today. He spoke so tangibly.


He gave me a word, and I knew I had to act, that I had to give it to the person he showed me.


What God hadn’t told me was that the person he was sending me to give him the word was already expecting a word from someone, God told him to wait as his word was coming to him. The person was instructed to wait.


Friend, don’t ever delay when God tells you to give a word to someone. You don’t know what God is about to do in that person’s life-you don’t know what work he is doing in that person’s life.


The person was expectant beloved, you see the thing about God is that he never lies to us, he is trustworthy, he knows that his word will do what it was purposed to do.


I arrived and the person told me how God had already started to speak to them, how God was preparing them. Friend, as we prayed there was a heaviness in my heart-the heaviness was that in as much as the person was prepared for the word, they were not prepared for the miracle that God had for them. I weeped friend, I weeped because I could feel the Lord’s heart, I felt how much unbelief breaks his heart, I felt how disappointed he gets when we don’t trust in Him.


Beloved, my request to you is this- repent of unbelief, repent of depending on yourself, repent of trusting in God half-heartedly, rather pray that he strengthens your faith, rather be transparent before the Lord than lie about your heart condition.


My hope for you is that you may know that Jesus is real: his promises are real, his love is real, he is ever faithful, there is no lie in Him. Will you trust in Him with everything, will you stand before him with open arms and an open heart? He is waiting for you to believe Him wholeheartedly.


Pray knowing that it is done.

  (picture credit: caryschimdt.com)


He said he was fine

I sat at his side by the hospital bed, looked into his eyes and our eyes met.

I grabbed his hand and asked him how he was doing, he said he was fine.

My eyes darted over his body-it seemed like I was analysing every bit of his body for what felt like eternity.

I noticed something-he was lying in an awkward position, covered with septic bedsores, emaciated, broken-quiet!

He told me he was fine


His body screamed out at me-it screamed a putrid scent of death rushing in to violently tear him from the cage he was in, the cage he has known, the cage of brokenness, of immobility-helplessness.

He told me he was fine

His eyes caught mine as I looked at his dying body, he asks for water, his bony arms reaching for dear life at the water bottle I now give into his hands.

I take note of his breathing, short frequent gasps, the oxygen mask is not alleviating the urgency he has to take a breath

He told me he was fine


My heart switches on, I realise that I have limited time left

‘Do you know the Lord Jesus I ask?’


‘Have you received him into your life?’


‘Would you like to?’



As we pray the prayer of salvation- I see him finally relax, I witness a man so broken by the world, so torn by his diseased body lie silently.


He awaits death patiently.


No longer does death intimidate him like before, no longer does death threaten his peace

He awaits it, silently, patiently because he now knows that it will take him into the realm of the everlasting.


I now believe he is fine