Be intentional. That’s it. It sounds corny and cheesy, and even merely motivational at first. But it is the truth. Dreaming is not enough on its own. Hoping or wishing for it to happen on its own is in many cases an exercise in futility. You need to act with intention and with purpose. You […]
Sometime during this past week, it occurred to me that the Bible is divine; God-breathed and given. Since becoming born again maybe at around 14, I have never doubted that the Bible is God’s word. I knew that, but this week it meant something a little different-more personal and precious to me…
So today, my mind is wrapped up in Ecclesiastes 10 vs 1, and what it implies in the life of a believer. I am wrapped up because at the core of my heart, i realise that this means there is no room for “pet peeves” and tolerable sin to the believer.
I myself remember crying when my Form 4 results were made known to me, and my Shona result was not what I had wanted. I had invested late nights, reading of novels and research to try to get that elusive A. And when it did not come, I was so frustrated. And though the example may seem petty; my point is simply that I can relate to the feeling of a heavy heart from an unfulfilled dream.
As I write this, I wonder where you are in your walk with Him. Are you overwhelmed with trying to survive in a broken country; or in a skewered economy; and has the challenge of it made you forget what glory the promise there is on your life?…
So recently my nation held elections; elections wrought with anxiety and hope, anxiety because many wondered must we really dare to hope? Dare to dream that elections could be the herald for a long yearned for future of peace, respect and reconciliation? Anxiety because memory so strongly cautioned in the folly of expecting an uneventful
So I went to church last Sunday, having been invited by my now good friend who I will call Lucy. The day started of rather quietly, having woken up to still, chilly North Western weather and the sound of monkeys shuffling across the green canopy of indigenous and exotic trees that adorns the garden area
Hi. I am back, after a tumultuous start to the year, and almost letting go of this viaion I have for this blog, I am back. Back with the quiet confidence of an athlete before a race: who breathes in and out slowly and reminds themselves that the arena is not where champions are made,
So it has recently been bearing heavily on me that The Word of God is as important as the Bible says it is. Now that may sound crazy to say and admit: and maybe a better way to put it is I have a fresh revelation of just how paramount it is to speak life
So today; I suppose I don’t want to go deep into explanations; but rather ask questions. Questions that I believe the answers to which are not only good points to think about; but that will give everything we do meaning; and to us the power and capacity to pursue our visions relentlessly. To begin with;