God is within her, she will not fall; He will help her at break of day. - Psalm 46:5
Thank you to all the women in these photographs, you have shaped my life for the last 23 years, past few years and some only in these last few weeks. You have all taught me more than you know. You have individually added value and knowledge to my life. I am so very thankful for the blessings you constantly give me.
We are the leaders of the next generation of women, we are here to encourage and inspire, build them up and to love them. Because in this broken and torn world, to receive love you must start by giving love and there is definitely joy in the giving. Our words have mighty power to make or break someone's life. Always look for the good in someone, I promise it is there. We must stop with being petty and working to hurt or demean other women, we must put our differences aside and live by practicing tolerance.
We are all Queens, there will always be someone more intelligent, gifted or prettier than you BUT there is no other one like you. Remember do you boo boo.
We are courageous, we have dreams we must support each other with these because we need each other. Imagine the most influential women in your life, got a few in your head, now imagine if they left and never came back. Now, imagine how your world would work. Would it? For me, if I imagine that my whole world would crumble, who would I turn to when I need life wisdom, fashion advice, “boy chats”, a glass of white wine or just some gold old fashioned belly laughing fun. Yes, it would crumble without those essential things. As I said, we need each other, we are created for fellowship and sister-ship.
Remember ladies you are:
Loved more extravagantly than you would like to think.
More beautiful than you care to give yourselves credit.
Stronger than you know.
P.S. If you are not pictured, lets make it happen! (Adele I'm looking at you especially...)
Where I’m at, right now.
How do people stay when they are ‘gone’?
There are many meanings behind the word gone; away, absent, dead, missing etc…
Over the last few weeks a couple of key people in my life have gone, none of these losses were of my own will.
Life - gives and takes away within a split second. WONDER - PAIN.
Last week my courageous and strong, Nanny passed away gracefully. This type of loss is a strange emotion for me to try and start to understand as I've never experienced grief before.
Another loss is of a great friend who has returned home to start smashing life in Malaysia. This kind of 'gone' is tough as it’s the uncertainty as to when I will see her again. Seas and time zones keep us apart but I know these factors will only make our friendship stronger.
The third loss is of a best friend, this loss came from a big risk when I asked someone who knows very little about me to pray for me:
I said, “Please can you pray for me?
She said, “Sure, what about?”
I stupidly/wisely said, “I trust God and I trust you, go for it!”
Mr Almighty came through and flipped my life upside down and inside out. Basically the message was, let this person go, it’s the best for both of you at the moment. WHAT?! Letting go is such a hard process, especially when the time you spend together is all good clean fun. But - OK, I will trust and live by faith and not by sight.
The Lord works in mysterious ways.
One moment I’m fine, bouncing along with joy, the next I see or smell something that reminds me of one of the people I have lost, then find myself overwhelmed with emotion and tears falling down my face. I didn’t ask for this.
There’s a song by Beyonce titled 'I Miss You', the first verse and chorus go:
‘I thought that things like this get better with time
But I still need you, why is that?
You're the only image in my mind
So I still see you... around
I miss you like everyday
Wanna be with you, but you're away
I said I miss you, missing you insane”
On point Bey.
Not being with someone I thought would always be there is the toughest thing I’ve had to learn. Knowing that I can’t speak or hold them is so PEAK. When someone so influential is gone it makes me think about all the wisdom, inspiration, encouragement and joy they brought me. The memories come flooding back and I’m torn between replaying them but also knowing similar experiences may or will never happen again.
However, as my many encouraging and caring family and friends have told me, remember the good you made with that person and that is what will bring you through. There is no need to hold onto: what if’s, maybe's and could’ve beens. What is, is. What will come, will be.
'"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.' - Jeremiah 29:11
Currently, I’m taking it moment by moment, normally coinciding with a blessing to remind me of how much I am loved.
Thank you JC.
Do You Boo Boo
Today it's so hard to distinguish between who is real and fake.
On all social media and advertising we are projected these false images of perfect bodies, lifestyles and meals.
Why is perfection such a great deal. Why do we strive for things we will never achieve, don't get me wrong striving for better is a great thing but to obsess over it, no thank you.
Why do we project that our daily life is so great, why do we post happy images of us at parties and coffee dates when really inside we are hurting, longing for answers to questions that we don't want to ask because we are fearful of how people will react to what is actually going on in our minds.
What's is so wrong with not being perfect? I found recently from talking with my friends that people normally are attracted to things about others that we normally don't like about ourselves. However when you are told that someone likes something that you are insecure about it brings it to the surface and forces you to deal with it and accept it and start to love that part of you. For example when I laugh it's a big loud belly laugh. I used to hate it, although people who I trust and love have told me they love my laugh which in turn makes me want to laugh with more joy because i'm not conscious of how it may and probably is not offending others. And in turn one of my closest friends has now become a belly laugher too, finally.
Ladies and gentlemen please stop holding your true feelings in, it's not good for you, find someone that you trust and start talking about what you are going through because bottling it up is the worst you can do, because one day that bottle will start to crack, and then explode and it will be a big FAT mess. Don't think you are a special case, my dears you are not the only one going through this people have gone before you and will come after you. Seek advice and wisdom, it will do you a world of good. Humble yourself and put yourself in that vulnerable position, I promise you, you will not regret it, you will learn, grow and the weight will be lifted and you will move on to bigger (or smaller, whatever you prefer) and better things. If you pray, pray for God to come into your situation because he will as he is your good good Father and he loves you, if you don’t pray let me know and I will pray for you ;)
'Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.' - 1 Peter 5: 6-7
Be yourself. You are not going to be free and content until you stop wanting to impress others. I learnt this many moons ago, I used to dress for others approval and compliments, I would wear the most uncomfortable clothes and shoes, but eff that, all I want to wear now are mom jeans, a t-shirt and scruffy Converse. Yes, I like to dress up and put on a bit more make-up every now and again but PUH-LEASE, ain't nobody got time for that. People remember how you make them feel not how you look or what you wear. But also washing and looking after yourself is key but don't over do it. However saying that if wearing certain clothing is a way of expressing yourself go for it, I mean most of my friends have so much SWAG, and they're inspiring and easy on the eye, but find what is right for YOU not others.
Some of the most inspiring people I have met in my life are the ones who are truly and fully themselves. There is this one Queen at my church lets call her A, she is beautiful, kind and SO arty. She makes me want to be more unique and carefree everyday. She wears what she likes and talks about the most interesting things. She is also honest with herself and open with others. This shines out of her and I want it to shine out of me.
Openness is a topic I have found myself struggling with lately, I have found i’m not very open. I normally ask the questions and look forward to people's answers but ask me a question it will take me a LONG time to answer or I will deflect back to the person i’m talking to. This topic is challenging me at the moment as I want to go deeper within relationships with people, but I hold back a lot of myself as i’m probably fearful of them knowing the more emotional and vulnerable side of me. As most of you know i’m a very independent woman and handle things myself, but I do on occasion seek advice and wisdom. It’s not that i’m secretive it’s just I ask myself the question, “Why do people want to know the ups and downs in my life?” And as my wise mother has told me it’s because, “People want to understand you and so in turn so they can care for you and be there for you. Not because they are nosy or wanting to find your faults. That is how you love others.” DUH.
Finally, “Do you boo boo!” is one of my own made up daily proverbs. It means be yourself, love yourself because you is all you’ve got. And in turn others will see that and you will influence them to do the same within themselves.
Peace, love and healing hugs.
Journeys of Joy
I went to church a grand total of 20 times last month. HOLY.
However not everyone of these times was because the Lord nudged me to go. It was infact because Uncle David is the Pastor of Bloem Potter's House Church so we went to every service and more. Potter’s House Christian Fellowship is a Pentecostal church, which is a form of Christianity that emphasises the work of the Holy Spirit and the direct experience of the presence of God by the believer.
The name comes from an Old Testament verse of the Bible:
‘Arise, and go down to the potter's house, and there I will cause thee to hear my words.’ Jeremiah 18:2
Church is based in the Roseview Primary School hall, boiling hot when hot, freezing cold when cold. Lovely. It's made up of Pastor D, Jordz as praise & worship leader, Aunty Lou, Nicki and Todla as backing vocals (a gospel version of Destiny’s Child), Ben on sound, Mo on lyrics, Mpho on bass, G on drums, Uncle Sbo on piano and Kats on bongos. Vibezing. And an ever growing congregation of beautiful people from students to bubbas. This church is definitely a fellowship. You feel the genuine love and appreciation for each other as you say hello or goodbye. I felt this especially when we had a ‘fun day’ to celebrate Freedom Day one of South Africa's 16 public holidays. We played “rounders” South African style, basically make it up as you go along. Everyone joined in and encouraged each other whether they were good or bad at batting/fielding. Love.
I loved it. It was refreshing and I actually got spiritually fed and renewed. At this church I got challenged on a daily basis. Which I don't know about you, but I think challenges are hard and awesome as they make you think about your character, beliefs and who you want to be. It also gave me tools on how to progress in the best way possible.
I sang new and very old worship songs but hey at least it was rejuvenating, as i’m so used to singing Oceans or Good Good Father (to obtain the occasional God tingles).
My new favourite song by Israel Houghton, has the lyrics.
“I am a friend of God (x3)
He calls me friend.”
YASSS. Simple and so sweet.
Talking of friends, I made a few new lovely and adorable ones.
Todla, currently studying for her masters in agriculture but wants to be a journalist...(go for it girl!). She is a brilliant teller of tales. It’s one of her gifts. She's got one of those typical African Queen figures, yes, natural hourglass (heart eye and green eyed envy emoji). Her smile lights up the room. I really like her.
Fezisa, a natural South African beauty, I could have looked at her face for days. Her name means helps to complete, interesting, as she is a teaching assistant in the school the church is based in. She’s from a family of Sangoma’s, traditional healers. She told me her story of renewal and freedom through coming to Christ after being forced to be a traditional healer at a young age. She had to participate in many rituals and practices, which damaged her head and heart. Whenever sees at beadwork it takes her back to her dark oppressive days. However she left her rural village to study at university and through this she started attending church and learnt about Jesus and what he offers; truth, love, peace, joy and hope. She is a beaming tower of faith. The verse which comes to mind when I think of her is, ‘Be still and know I am God...’ Psalm 46:10 As she has a deep understanding of who God is, as it radiates out of her.
King David, apparently named after Uncle David, not the biblical one. He’s only 6 months old but he was my new best friend, we got on so well. His cheeks are his best feature, you could smoosh them all day long! He is a very observation baby, whilst sitting on my hip during worship his head would not stay still he would be eyeing up the congregation, probably looking for his five stones and sling.
Lily, 5, we didn't speak much, however she sat in front of me most services. She has the softest skin and most beatiful blue eyes. I got to watch her praise & worship alongside her mother, Bonnie. I wish I was like her at her age. Seeing her tiny little hand up in praise made my heart flutter. She is also obsessed with colouring in books, just like me.
Mo, swag swag swag on him. Probably the most stylish man i’ve met in South Africa, looks like he comes from East London. He’s studying tourism, hopefully he can help South Africa with it’s terribly organised situation. Also don't allow him to braai your chicken for you, it will returned to you as carbon.
Mpho, the funkiest church bass player ever. Over here people greet each other with this;
“Hello, how are you? (big smile)”
“I’m good, and you? (big smile)”
“Good, thanks. (big smile)”
“Good.(big smile)” end of greet, move on to the next person do exactly the same.
However, with Mpho, I did not do this, he would greet me:
“Hello, how are you? (big smile)”
“I’m cold/hot/happy/hungry/stuffed/etc..., and you? (inquisitive smile)”
“Arrgghhh Su! I’m good, thanks. (bigger smile)”
Y’know tried to mix things up for this banker. I think I did.
Below, photographs of my new friends.
Back to some new wisdom that I learnt over my many hours at church:
Say yes more than no.
Spirit over flesh every day.
Never look back, firmly forward.
Love never pressures.
Don’t justify sin.
Prayer is the language of dependency.
Your tongue is a rudder, what you speak directs where you go.
“Religion is good people doing nothing.” - Pastor Paul Graham
Love for God should whizz by, a pleasure not a chore.
The only sacrifice God wants from us is obedience. Simple.
Better to fear God and live in obedience than to fear man.
God see’s a 14 year old the same as a 40 year old. Equality.
The story of Noah is not just about rainbow’s and animals. It's a story of God revealing himself through judgment and rescue. “I need man to participate in his own rescue.” Noah is obedient and builds an Ark, bigger than himself. Take the focus off you and focus on something bigger, God, and the heavens will rain down blessings!
Jesus can save you as you are but He cannot use you. Spiritual progression is key.
Today you were awoken for a purpose. Use the hours you have been given.
Current favourite verse:
‘My grace is all you need, for my power is greatest when you are weak.’ 2 Corinthians 12:9
I also read a brilliant book whilst staying in Bloem, titled, ‘The Day I Met Jesus: The Revealing Diaries of Five Women from the Gospels’, given to me by the Arlo & Moe Family (thank you). Go get a copy ladies AND gentlemen, I promise it doesn't disappoint. Wisdom is key to the Kingdom.
One of the top points in the book: “True faith is demonstrated when we allow ourselves to receive God’s generous forgiveness in Christ. And the proof of that is love. What is more. Faith brings forth peace.”
On Tuesday evening's, Uncle David was teaching a series on relationships. OHH. I thought I should attend and gain some knowledge. Because y’know a married man of 20+ years may know a thing or two. Man, did it refresh and teach me.
Here you go:
First step, honesty is key get honest with God and be honest with yourself. And you're off down the road to loving God and yourself. He wants us to know love and feel loved. He wants us to learn how to love His way because that is the only way we can experience the fullness of love towards one another.
The majority of you reading this are under 30 years old. We are young. Do not rush into anything. We have time, let God use this time to mould us into the best person for the best person for us. Mature.
Know your own worth. Do not put yourself down, we are sons and daughters of the King of kings. How can you expect someone who's looking for their equal to want you if you think you are lesser. You want the top and so do they.
“Looks fade, personality stays.” Yes attraction is important however what is within someone's heart is even more attractive than that figure, those hands or sparkling eyes.
‘A wife of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies.’ Proverbs 31:10
‘22 Avoid the passions of youth, and strive for righteousness, faith, love, and peace, together with those who with a pure heart call out to the Lord for help.’ 2 Timothy 2:22
Ladies, sit back, relax and be patient, wait for the one to pursue you, men are made to pursue, they love the chase. If he isn't pursuing you he isn't “on it”. Trust me, I learnt that the hard way. However if he isn't “on it” he is definitely missing out on you beautiful Queen. You gotta cut them some slack let them know you are intesrted but don't throw yourself at them. They need to win you.
Gentlemen, if you like her mind and soul but are afraid she doesn't like you, “Be bold, be brave for the Lord your God is with you.” Ask her on a casual date, she may say yes, she may say no. But you will not know unless you try.
Do not start dating someone if your intentions are not made clear at the beginning, confusion is not good. Date if you’ve got mature responsibilities, can afford it and ultimately can see yourself getting married in the next couple of years. People want security not a fleeting few months of fun.
The flesh is weak however ground yourself in God's love and word and your spirit will become strong to face all those lustful thoughts and feelings, because it most definitely is not love.
‘4 Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; 5 love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; 6 love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. 7 Love never gives up; and its faith, hope, and patience never fail.’ 1 Corinthians 13:4-8
Build strong and honest friendships with boys and girls, friendships are better than an endship.
Write a list of 7 attributes you want in your partner, in order of inportance. Now look at that list. Do you match up? If not you better start working on those weaker points. Because you want that list and your match will want that list too.
My list is this:
Strong family background and upbringing
Career/on the path towards their passion
Wants 4+ children
Can cook - legit
Yours will be different as we all want different things, but it's good to know what you are looking for.
Photographs below are of the church surroudings and a snapchat screenshot of a passage from the book.
My hands are warm to the butterfly
I am trying to set free.
Delicate, frail creature of beauty,
what can it know of me?
I am outside its comprehension.
It knows sunshine and showers,
darkness and the feel of flowers.
We do not ask it to do the impossible
and know Man.
So we with God,
who looks with tenderness on our frailty,
trying to guide us.
He knows the way and if we let him,
will open windows,
and cradling us gently in hands we cannot comprehend.
will lift us up and set us free.
Welcome to my journey,
On Tuesday 5th April I said my final farewell to Mum, Dad and Abi at the Gatwick departures gate. A few last tears but filled with peace. Ahead lay the adventure I have always been waiting for.
I walked through the empty airport and the realization set in that I was alone. YES. Who am I? Who do I want to be? Who will this journey make me?
As I went to pay for the essential rehydration water bottle, I couldn’t get the money out of my tiny safety fanny pack. The adrenaline was flowing through me.
Next, with Jack Garrett on full blast, I boarded flight EK010. I found my seat and to my surprise I was placed in between two older ladies Sandra and Judy. They didn’t stop talking. Great chats. I thought it polite to put my youth music down and see what they had to say about my adventure.
“Very brave, do it while you’re young.”
“Wow, why? But good for you, you’ll have such an adventure. Wonderful!”
Lights went down and, armed with a multitude of films to watch, the journey began.
It felt like an age to get to Dubai, but we arrived just as the sun was rising. OH MAN. You know when you see things in movies or documentaries and you’re like “that’s cool”. But when you see something in real life and time. YEAH. It’s one of the best feelings ever. The view of the city in the desert was unreal. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. The fresh gleaming sun beating down on the awakening city made me beam from ear to ear.
Boarded my next flight to Johannesburg. Window seat this time, SCORE. Then the inevitable happened: two freshly married chavs sat next to me. But the Lord blessed us with an empty plane and they moved just before we took off. Hallelujah. Which meant I had three seats to myself. Amen.
All I did for the first very quick two hours was look out the window at the magnificent creation below. We are so small.
Photographs, film, food, film, water, snapchat, sleep. Repeated for the next 6 hours.
Then peeping through the clouds was Johannesburg, South Africa. It was raining and dull. Africa or England?
Now, passport and visa control was a long line of many different people. However, I was the only white chick. Panic set in, was I in the right line? Was I going to make it across the line to Africa? After an hour of queuing and observing the new type of faces, figures and fashion. Passport stamped. I was in.
Welcome to Africa.
Aunty Louise and Uncle David, waiting patiently at arrivals for me. We were going straight to church as Uncle David was guest speaking at a sister church. Uncle David is Pastor D, of Bloemfontein Potter’s House Church. He’s also one of the best storytellers and funny men around. Aunty Louise is one of the best cooks and a well-dressed Queen, who you may one day have the pleasure of meeting.
Uncle David preached on wisdom, asking for it and receiving what is yours. The Lord provides for your needs not your wants because he is your Father and knows what you need, not what you naively want. If you need something, ask for it and be expectant. Don’t think “Ah well if it’s God’s will…” You have asked, so now he will provide, no matter how big or small your need is.
“4 Let perseverance finish it's work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. 5 If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you. 6 But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. 7 That person should not expect to receive anything from the Lord. 8 Such a person is double-minded and unstable in all they do.” James 1:4-8
First meal in Africa, Nando's. The Lord provides.
We then arrived in the most luxurious apartment I’ve ever stepped foot in.
The next morning we travelled down the longest, straightest high road for four hours towards my new home. Bloemfontein, Bloem for short, meaning ‘blooming fountain’ in Afrikaans. It’s the capital of the Free State and the judicial capital of South Africa. At an altitude of 1,395 m (4,577 ft.) above sea level and population three hunna fifty thousand. FACTS.me. Bloemfontein, Bloem for short, meaning ‘blooming fountain’ in Afrikaans. It’s the capital of the Free State and the judicial capital of South Africa. At an altitude of 1,395 m (4,577 ft.) above sea level and population three hunna fifty thousand. FACTS.
One of the first places I visited was the Waterfront Mall, surprised by the modernity of the city. Nicole (Nicki), one of the most generous and gorgeous humans I know with the voice of a Siren, and I went for brunch at the very popular M&S equivalent - Woolworths (yes, I know, I thought it went bust too). Good food and great coffee. Happy Su.
The Malls are the hangout place for all the young ones, school uniforms and bucket hats everywhere. Felt just like Lewisham shopping centre.
We went to the Tesco equivalent - Pick n’ Pay. The abundance of stock surprised me. The South Africans like to eat, daily life is based around food, where, what and when. I feel it’s the main thing I’ve done since being here. HA. Don’t get me wrong, food is great but all day long? Nah fam. Especially when your image of Africa is malnourished children.
Here is a little project, titled ‘Essentials’.
Uncle David was getting his garden turfed so I took some sly photos of the gardeners, from start to finish. I love the fact that at the beginning of the day your garden can be withered and dull and through hard work and a few coins later, you can have a pristine garden. Ah the quick fix (modern times).
Monday morning bright and early, I accompanied Jordan (Jords) - he’s got more lyrics in his head than is necessary, he's also a game lover and the wittiest young man around - to University of Free Sate (UFS-UV) for a 30 minute lecture on investors. KNOWLEDGE.
Jords gave me a tour of the campus, it's the size of a small town - you have to drive to get to your classes. As we walked around I kept noticing people walking without shoes. Yes, people don’t wear shoes - mainly Afrikaners.
Description; “The men, wear khaki shirts, short shorts, pulled up socks and boots (or no shoes). The women look Amazonian, very tall, skinny, with the longest necks.” Cool.
Recently there has been unrest in the universities around South Africa for a number of reasons, including disputes about fees, housing, race and class.
More information here:
A few photos from the campus. The second photograph features the fallen statue of Charles Robberts Swart former State President of South Africa, pulled down by the current studensts in protest of having to walk past an Aparthied leader. Once pulled down he was thrown into the pond.
And sometimes they have lectures in a church. Nice.
Nicki and I ventured for a sunrise hike at Seven Dams. It was stunning. The sounds of new birds and insects, to the smells and colours of new trees, and then to look up at the sky and to think it could fall down and engulf me. Enchanting.
A few photos from that magical morning:
The landscape is better and more striking than I ever imagined it would be. The vastness of the never-ending sky takes my breath away.
Again, we are so small.
Trees are currently my favourite creations. Their purpose, texture, sound and life, which give us life.
In-between eating a 5* quality art restaurants (on par with my Dad’s cooking), sunbathing, reading and marvelling; Uncle David, Nicki and I attended the rugby, pronounced rugg-bee. We watched The Free State Cheetahs thrash the Sunwolves 97-17. According to Uncle David I’m a lucky charm. Guilty.
This was my first real-time stadium rugby match viewing. Even though the stadium was nowhere near full, the atmosphere was thrilling. I loved watching men of steel run after a ball. HOT. HAHA. Nicki and I thoroughly enjoyed the views and Uncle David enjoyed the game. Looking forward to the next.
Saturday 16th April 2016, who knew I would see and learn so much in less than 24 hours? Today was the day the Bloemfontein Potter’s House Church would convoy to the capital city of The Northern Cape known for it’s sparkling diamonds and the Big Hole, and outreach to the broken and lost souls of Kimberley. The purpose of the outreach was to help a newly planted Potters House Church gain some new members to their baby church.
The team of around 30 ready and faithful servants from all walks of life had arrived at The Mall car park. We were armed with flyers for the Healing Crusade, which would happen later that afternoon and our testimonies. We were put in groups of four, then we prayed, worshipped, and were sent out.
I have never outreached before so I was very shook. Also, I was the only white English girl in the group and the area we were placed was Downtown. The urban dictionary definition being: “A place where one goes to get stabbed.” Skeen.
And off we went. We asked people about God, church and what they believe and gave out the flyers. I wondered if anyone would listen or come to the event later on, but as long as they had heard of an opportunity to meet Jesus Christ the Holy Spirit would nudge them to do the rest. The people of Kimberley were surprisingly open to talking about God, very different from London. They make time and like conversation. After an hour I was sweating because of the blazing sun on top of my fear.
We paused for lunch, and where to go when Downtown, KFC, of course. And it was the most succulent chicken wrap I have had in a long time. Well done Africa.
Back to work, we drove outside town for our next outreach, on our way we drove through Galeshewe Location (a township), first one I’ve seen. The one place my mother forbade me from. I thought, "well at least I’ve seen one through a car window." Cultured.
Then the car stopped. What was going on?! We where in the middle of a field, surrounded by shacks and RDP (Reconstruction and Development Programme) housing. If mum knew what was going on. This would be the site of the Healing Crusade. After being put in our groups again, we were given a street to walk down to carry out further outreach. Armed with my red hat and camera phone, I was definitely not giving up this photo opportunity. I snapped away. Here is what I got.
The heart breaking sights of poverty-stricken housing, glue sniffing children and alcohol-drenched elders. Seochoareng Street was filled with beautiful lost and broken souls. If only they knew of the hope, restoration and purpose Jesus Christ wants to gift them. Which we where here to lead them into.
After an hour and a half of challenging but hope filled leafleting we returned to the field. The healing crusade began with a few of the team rapping, singing and reading poems taken from their own testimonies of how Jesus has changed and healed their lives. A few people, mostly women and children turned up to the makeshift church to see what was going on. Uncle David preached from his heart on expecting miracles.
When people came up for healing Uncle David asked them what the pain or problem was. Then he asked if they had surrendered their life to Jesus, if not he prayed the sinner’s prayer with them. Then he asked them if they need to forgive anyone for anything, if so they prayed about that. Then he prayed for the pain or problem to be healed or lifted. At first, I doubted this would work. Back in England I had never witnessed healing right in front of me, as it “Normally takes Jesus two weeks minimum to do anything”, which by then you can heal yourself, right. Classic, “O ye, of little faith”.
However,people were being healed right in front of me. The miracle that sticks out in my mind was when an elderly man came up because he had chronic back pain for years and had been on medication to relieve it. Uncle David asked him if he had given his life to Jesus and he said no. So Uncle David asked him if he wanted to surrender, he unenthusiastically said yes. Then Uncle David asked him to repeat the sinner’s prayer after him, he didn’t. At this point I was like oh Lordy what’s going on… Eventually the man repeated the prayer. Next, Uncle David asked him to bend over in order to try and touch his toes, he could barely bend over. Then he sat down on a chair and Uncle David asked him to raise his legs, couldn’t do that either. A prayer of healing was said. And he got up from his seat and was asked to bend over and touch his toes. He could do it, he was healed. He started to jump and dance with JOY.
"‘Nevertheless, I will bring health and healing to it; I will heal my people and will let them enjoy abundant peace and security." Jeremiah 33:6
And that’s what JC did. Praise be. Hallelujah. Amen.