by Siphokazi Khumalo
Hosea 2:14 ““Therefore I am now going to allure her;
I will lead her into the wilderness
and speak tenderly to her.”
This scripture is one of prophetic words I got from one lady who is in prophetic ministry in Cape Town beginning of this year.
Today, I can almost say that kinda sums up these past few days while in the lockdown, where I have had to hear the voice of the Father so tenderly and so clearly.
A practical example is when a few weeks ago He spoke to me about blessing a lady friend of mine who stays in the township with some cash. And my response was “I’d love to Lord, but what we have is just enough for us, and we don’t know what the future holds with this lockdown”. Then a day or two after that, I got a missed call from our close family friend, who then left a message saying that even though we never expressed the need, but as a group of friends they have blessed with us some extra cash, as they have been collecting some funds to make sure that everyone that God highlights, is fine during these challenging times (talk about partnership with the Holy Spirit by our friends). Immediately, God reminded me of the lady He spoke to me about. I sent her the cash, and she was overjoyed.
Then a week after I was invited to join a Ministry reaching out to the less-fortunate. I was so surprised when the Lord said “No you are not going to the outreach”. And when I asked why I heard Him say “because that’s hypocrisy”. I was bothered by this because part of why I do ministry is to minister Hope and the Love of God in those areas where the less-fortunate and vulnerable kids are found. Then, thinking about it I heard Him say “look at the poor in your life”. More like “charity begins at home”, if you think about it.
Few days later, I randomly started having non-stop thoughts about my elder sister, but I did not think this had anything to do with her. She worked in a restaurant and had been laid off work without pay. That never bothered me as she didn’t occur to me as poor. Also our relationship is a rollercoaster, that I felt I did not have an energy for.
We grew up very close until I gave my life to Jesus. Then every time I reach out, we will be fine for a little while, then our ways will start clashing, and it would even kill things off completely if I mention Jesus. And there has been a lot of persecution from my siblings.
Then my husband also started thinking and talking to me about her.
I then heard the Lord clearly say “Call your sister!”. I started analysing her current life and remembered about “the poor in my life”, but she still didn’t occur to me as poor.
When I called her she was so happy to hear my voice and she shared about her situation that broke our hearts. We quickly rushed into the shops to get her some groceries, and drove to Nyanga township, where she currently stays. That effort brought so much restoration and joy in us as siblings, and such precious family times in this lockdown, (including our mother) our hearts reuniting again, as we each probably had time to reflect, think things through and miss each other. It brought such a shift, even in our family “atmosphere”.
All I needed was to make one more effort for God to restore our relationship. And God knew who He had in mind when He spoke to our friends to send us money in these unusual times, all I needed to do was to listen as He speaks tenderly, and it was such a joy to partner with Him, and see my family coming close again. I want to encourage you to keep seeking Him and His ways, and He will use you mightily; and keep praying and blessing those that God has surrounded you with.
Keep praying and trusting for your family members and your loved ones.
When you know how gruesome Jesus' crucifixion was, it is hard to understand why I love the cross...
But it's not the cross I love, I wish my Lord didn't have to go through what he went through, but He did, He had to. And He did it all for our sake.
Ps 103:2 - "Praise the Lord, O my soul,
and forget not all his benefits"
This weekend, lets remember the price He paid. Let's remember what He paid it for. And I want to touch quickly on what the cross was for, and how now, more than ever (with world wide lockdown), we must remember His benefits.
Is 53:5 - "But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peacewas upon him,
and by his wounds we are healed."
This prophetic scripture outlines some of the benefits of the cross:
1. Forgiveness and Cleansing of our Sin and Sinful Nature
2. Peace - both with God and with Life
3. Healing - both spiritual, emotional and physical healing.
This is why I celebrate Him. I remember the high price, I remember the pain, the torture, the agony. And I celebrate the victory.
And the best way I can honour that price is to walk in Holiness, Forgiveness, Peace and Health.
So at this time, when we can look at our personal lives and the live of people around us, we can see that the world right now is anything but honouring God in those four areas.
May we this Easter, not forget His benefits by living lives contrary to what we celebrate. Lets honour Him by walking in Holiness, Forgiveness, Peace and Healing.
God Bless and have an awesome Easter Weekend,
“What do you do for a living?” A question asked by many people when you meet them. But how do you answer that one of the things you do is run a Supernatural Lifestyle School. Believers walking in the Supernatural, this is something I am passionate about. A couple of years ago I had one of our pastors tell me that my school had a “expiry” date as believers are trained in the supernatural.
My response was that this was my goal. I would be over the moon if the majority of believers in South Africa knew how to Heal the Sick, Prophecy, reach the lost and walk intimately with God. If/when that day comes, I will happily close the school and retire!
But it begs the question. When did the church stop being supernatural?
When I read my Bible, I read about a supernatural God.
A God who created the earth by speaking. I read about an Angel appearing to Abraham, about Soddom and Gomorrah being destroyed by fire.
I read about Jacob wrestling with an Angel. I read about Joseph saving a nation because he could interpret a dream.
I read about a 12 year old boy becoming a King because it was prophesied and he then killed a trained warrior giant.
I read about Elijah, calling fire from heaven, causing a drought, raising a boy to life.
I read about the prophets who foretold about a Messiah 100’s of years before it happened.
I read about a Messiah who comes to the earth supernaturally, born of a virgin. Who was known primarily for healing the sick. Who walked on water, pulled coins out of the mouths of fish, who multiplied food. Oh and lets not forget, who rose from the dead!
I read about Apostles, who also raised the dead, “blinded” arrogant people, prison doors opening when they worshipped. Who heard from God and wrote the New Testament. These men and women, commanded cripples to walk, shared the Gospel with the Gentiles because of a vision. Introduced the Gospel to Africa because a voice told a disciple to go to a certain road.
I read the book of Revelation, not fully realizing that this was due to a vision. It was given to a man who the Roman Empire tried to kill by putting him in boiling oil but he sat there like he was in a bath tub.
So when someone tells me, they are a person of the Word, explaining why they are not “supernatural”, I question, “What Word are you reading?” And when did “Normal” Christianity in the Bible become Abnormal. When did we buy into the lie, that it is not for today or its for a chosen few. I am going to explore this more in the next couple of blogs.
What do you think? Write in the comments below.
At the beginning of this year I did a lecture at Bible School on the Holy Spirit. A gentleman came to me afterwards, he was fuming, literally shaking because he thought what I had said was blasphemous. What had I said that was so offensive?
I had told the class that the Holy Spirit is as much part of the Trinity as Jesus and the Father and that He is often viewed as the servant, but He is also God and is worthy of worship.
I love the Holy Spirit, and I have learnt not to apologise for that. I love Jesus and the Father equally and understand that they all have their own role and function in the Trinity.
Why do I love Him? Because He has been there for me every step of my life since I was born again, in fact even before that in leading me to salvation. He has been my comforter, He has been my guide, He has encouraged me, strengthened me when I am weak. He has also done amazing things around me, from healing people, to salvations, to turning situations. I have been blown away by His love and power and so when other people are embarrassed at times by things He may do, or when people try and limit Him because they view their wisdom as better than His. I just respond saying, "Holy Spirit, thank you for coming, thank you for journeying with me, Leading me to Jesus and the Father. Thank you for speaking to me." And so this is why I love Pentecost, because like Christmas is to Jesus, Pentecost is a time when I celebrate Holy Spirit and His role in my life.
How about you?