Author: Vanessa Moonkie

I am sorry. Had a hectic day BUT as l promised; the first chapter of our fictional book is here. It’ll take most of our chilled Thursdays. Hope you enjoy it.

PART ONE

Young Malusi stirred awake, the lingering mist of his dream slipping away as his mother gently shook his shoulder. The small hut was dimly lit by the dying embers of the fire, casting flickering shadows on the thatched walls.

“Malusi, my son,” whispered Nandi, her voice soft yet urgent. “You were calling out again in your sleep. What did you see?”

Malusi rubbed his eyes, still half caught in the realm of dreams. “I saw a great light, Ma,” he murmured, his voice filled with wonder. “It was like the sun, but it spoke to me.” Nandi’s brows furrowed with concern. In their village nestled among the rolling hills of Southafrica, dreams were taken seriously. They were believed to be messages from the ancestors or the gods. But a light that spoke? That was unheard of.

“Tell me, Malusi,” Nandi pressed gently, “what did the light say to you?”

Malusi hesitated, his mind racing to grasp the fleeting fragments of the dream. “It said… it said I must prepare,” he finally managed, his voice barely above a whisper. “Prepare for what, Ma? I don’t understand.”

Nandi held her son close, her heart heavy with worry. The elders would need to be consulted. Dreams of this nature were not to be ignored. But as she gazed into Malusi’s earnest eyes, she saw something more than fear or confusion. She saw a depth of conviction that spoke of something beyond their understanding.

In the days that followed, whispers spread through the village like wildfire. The boy who spoke to the light. Some spoke in hushed reverence, believing Malusi had been chosen for a great purpose. Others murmured darkly, fearing that he was marked by the spirits of the ancestors for sacrifice. They said he would be killed and given to the gods as food. 

Nandi watched her son, Malusi, standing before the elders in the flickering light of the sacred fire. Her heart clenched with fear as she saw the gravity etched on their weathered faces. The murmurs of the villagers swirled around her, a mixture of anticipation and unease.

As the eldest elder listened intently to Malusi’s recounting of his visions, Nandi felt a chill run down her spine. She had heard tales whispered late at night—of children who, blessed or cursed by visions, were taken away to the hills, never to return. Taken by the spirits, they said, to serve in ways mortals could not comprehend.She remembered the stories of mothers who had lost their sons in such ways. They spoke of grief that never healed, of unanswered questions that haunted their dreams. Nandi’s grip tightened on Malusi’s shoulder, a silent plea for him to remain rooted in the present, to stay with her where she could protect him.

But Malusi, unaware of his mother’s inner turmoil, continued to speak with a conviction that both comforted and terrified her. His voice carried across the sacred grove, weaving a tale of light and peace, of paths yet to be taken. He spoke so casually but his audience was getting more and more anxious as did his mother. What would it be? Would his life be taken like that of his friend Samu? The decision was left to the elders.

{Chapter Two – Saturday 27/07}

I have been stuck on this image of wheat for a little over a week now. When I feel choked by the emotions stirred up from current trials , I remember this and I’m strengthened. One of the hardest things to do is to worship in the valley. To praise when your voice is toiling off. How did Zechariah still serve as a priest , interceding, serving when his own promise was not yet fulfilled? How did Abraham keep building altars of worship to a God who said “l will” when it felt like “He was not.” How do you tell Hannah “we’re going to Shiloh,” knowing she has been going there and coming back without the one thing she wanted, a child because my darling people will ask. I’m reminded of a scripture by David in the book of Psalms;

“Day and night my tears keep falling and my heart keeps crying for your help, while my enemies mock me over and over, saying, “Where is this God of yours? Why doesn’t he help you?””
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭42‬:‭3‬ ‭TPT‬‬

He says there are people who are not interested in asking how I am doing. They don’t want to know about any other thing. The only question they keep asking is “Where is this God of yours and why doesn’t He help you?” . In a time where you hang onto God not even knowing what is the cause of the storm , David says I have been hearing my enemies mock me. That these people are not only mocking David but they’re mocking the God of David. They did this to Jesus on the cross. “You have been healing people, why can’t you save yourself !” But He fixed His focus and attention on purpose – the cross.

Many believers stop worshipping in their waiting season because to us worship is not a commitment or lifestyle , it is a response to a testimony. People don’t show up for worship nights but call a warfare night , even the witch next door is there. Everyone wants to be where they “feel” they will benefit. When it comes to real commitment to praise, we ask why? “Why should l praise when my child is sick? Why should l praise when the person I married has turned me into a marah? Why should l bother myself dancing when life has given me lemons 😂 and the lemonade l tried to make tastes like poison?” If you think I’m bluffing, tell a Christian , “let’s praise God” their response would be “Why, what has He done?”.

Today I want to encourage my people who are in the season of transition from Moab to Bethlehem. Those like Naomi. The ones who had their hands full of beautiful things then they lost them and now it looks like you never had anything. Those who are in grief and are going through famine. How do you even cry? Or maybe Ruth’s. With an option to go back home and give up. With a choice to follow Orpah and maybe worship other gods or marry someone else but they stay and wait upon the Lord. The Ruth’s who choose God with no sight of a Boaz. They are walking by faith. They are not even focused on a man , theirs is to serve the God of Naomi. The people who have been a support system to others with nothing to gain! The Ruth who followed Naomi with no promise of a better future, not a vision, not a prophecy, nothing!

Ruth was not told that she would meet a whole Boaz in Bethlehem. She knew Naomi was old and couldn’t bear children yet she followed. Followers with no prophetic dream but they believe in God! Those who stand at cross roads and still choose the narrow path. After losing everything they still follow. After returning to Bethlehem with shame of not having a testimony after so many years, they don’t even care to lie to people. Listen, there is a purpose. If only we stay aligned, there is a purpose.

Take a look at that picture above. Does it look like it was once a dry field? Does it look like it was once all dusty with nothing that looks like wheat? But guess what? It started off as just land. Maybe people dumped their trash there. It probably rained or the ground was dried up by scorching sun. What if there was a time nobody took a second look at the land because there was nothing. Look at it now! I found it on the internet! Look at how healthy and beautiful and prosperous it looks! It looks ready to feed families and a whole city of more! It looks like the owner is very pleased! It sure looks nothing like how it was during the seeding time. The farmer must’ve been tired with the sowing and the whole process but what if he gave up?

I’m saying to you , stay in praise. Stay in worship. Stay locked in the ark. The rain will soon stop. The trials will soon come to an end. Esther losing your parents is not the end of life. There is a king that will favour you. Ruth , in a field of many candidates, there is a man of integrity called Boaz who will ask about you. Elijah arise and eat! Joseph interpret the dreams anyway, they may forget you but soooon! We don’t need a reason why, we are those who live a life of worship, NOMATTER WHAT! Find time to worship and praise Him today!

“Those who sow their tears as seeds will reap a harvest with joyful shouts of glee. They may weep as they go out carrying their seed to sow, but they will return with joyful laughter and shouting with gladness as they bring back armloads of blessing and a harvest overflowing!”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭126‬:‭5‬-‭6‬ ‭TPT‬‬

“One day Samson went to Gaza, where he saw a prostitute. He went in to spend the night with her. The people of Gaza were told, “Samson is here!” So they surrounded the place and lay in wait for him all night at the city gate. They made no move during the night, saying, “At dawn we’ll kill him.””
‭‭Judges‬ ‭16‬:‭1‬-‭2‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Is God interested in who we court or marry? What do you think? Do you think God just waits for us to bring the man/woman and He just says OK? Does God not care about who we so closely associate with? Is it okay for believers to involve God in everything especially “financially” and shut the door on Him when it concerns who we “fall in love with?” Do we get to choose who we “think” we’re compatible with or does He have a say? What do you think? If you think He does have a part to play , how come He hasn’t been playing that part in our lives? Here’s the answer: we haven’t been allowing Him the chance to do so.

We have given the chance to friends to “match make” , to advise, to tell us their opinions but we deny Holy Spirit an opportunity to speak His mind. I don’t know about you but I’ve made a couple of mistakes relationship wise and even when God spoke I wouldn’t listen. I told myself that God will “support” my choice. Let’s take a look at Samson.

We all know Samson’s story with Delilah but have we ever read his full story? He lived in consecration since childhood , praise God for parents who train up their children in holiness. As a parent never exalt your child’s bad behaviour like people are doing in this generation. You find parents super proud of silly children and even posting about it for likes. That child will grow and guess what? They will grow up to be your headache, the one that grandpa can’t cure. If you don’t teach your children how to live , later you’ll need more than one roll of tissue to wipe your pool of tears. Stop laughing in a situation that requires prayer. Always learn from Hannah.

Samson’s downfall was not caused by his parents not following the instructions of the Angel. His downfall was not caused by addiction to porn or drugs. This could be the case for some people, I urge you to seek for deliverance. If you struggle with those things , don’t condemn yourself. The prodigal son said, “I will go to my Father”, do that as well.

Samson didn’t decide to cut his hair oneday because he was “different”. I’m sure there were people who wondered why the young man had all that hair. I’m just thinking about how a spirit can dwell upon a person because of hair. There’s a religion that encourages dreadlocks. Even when we were growing up we always imagined witches to have long nails why? Spirits can capitalise on things that we overlook. I did not say don’t do your nails – I am going to do mine o. Back to the story; Samson didn’t cut his hair even when it would make him look different. The young man stayed on course until there was an issue with love.

The enemy didn’t bother giving him a taste of alcohol , he had tied up the ends on that issue. It the fact when he had a problem with falling in love with wrong people. “It’s not important, l will love again” okay but what if like Samson it becomes a cycle? How come you always get the bad ones? How many people left church because of a relationship? How many stopped praying? How many moved away from God because they fell in love with a Delilah or a prostitute. Delilah was not Samson’s first mistake. He had started with sleeping with prostitutes. Casual meet ups. Fornication appointments. A little fun. Nakedness Infront of the wrong people. Vulnerability with the wrong person. He had a past of putting himself in compromising positions that could lead him to danger. Is it because nothing bad had happened to him before and he thought it would always be like that? You never got pregnant so it will always be like that? He never hit you, so it will always be like that? She didn’t emotionally abuse you, so it will always be like that? Does the hair mean you’re automatically wise? No my love.

“I love him. God will change him. He is the one and I know it.” And you’re referring to the prostitute from Gaza? And you’re referring to Jezebel? You’re talking about a whole prophet of Baal? Is that the one God should change to make suitable for you?

What shall it profit us to gain “l have a man” or “l have a woman” and lose our own soul? Does God have a say? Let’s continue tomorrow.

Please consider these things.

”I LOOKED WITHIN AND I SAW NOTHING.”

Hey family. Please pardon me for posting late especially this week. I am trying to do all l can to be more efficient however from next week l should’ve locked into a good routine becauseeeeeee I’m bringing Christian novels for you!!! Anyhooo let’s do some reflection. I have something to share with you that may help you now or in the future.

I grew up a flexible child. By flexible I mean, I was quite good at school, good at singing, good at writing and story telling, good at acting and just getting things done – leaning more to the creative side. I had lots of setbacks with my education. I did many things past the time I was supposed to. I was delayed in getting employment. I had to take a lot of part time jobs that paid close to nothing. My many talents were hidden and no matter how much l dug , l couldn’t find the treasure within. Boy I worked hard in music, l gave it my all. I did beauty. I did medical stuff. I was a Jack of all trades just seeking for a door to open for me “please!”. At some point I had throat infection for not giving my voice rest and still .. there l was .. no proof of “life” nothing to show that truly I was not a dumb lazy girl, nothing to show that I had talents and was working hard .. and family doesn’t make it easy for those people.

I would look within and find nothingness. I found emptiness. I know your story may be more intense but it’s not a competition of whose is worse, it’s in the courage to even tell the story. I didn’t see a butterfly in me (my name means butterfly by the way) I just saw a worm. I functioned like a worm because as a man thinks so is he. With everything God put in me – l felt like I was nothing. That’s how it is yes? When you’re not serving your generation with a product, a solution or a skill, you feel like you’re a dead person walking. Casper the ghost?! I’m sharing all this with you to pull you out from that room of darkness. The room is dark because you switched off the lights. The light within you.

I tried to escape. I started applying for visas and guess what? That failed too. I prayed. I fasted. I served. I loved my God. I gave it my all. Double Guess ? Everyone who applied after me got their visas and left. There I was .. with a brain I knew was not dull. With energy for dayyyyys! With capacity. With a plan but with no way forward. I would look at myself in the mirror and hate myself. I hated myself for not being like others. I hated my parents for not giving me a silver spoon. I hated rooms full of curious people. I hated the questions , “Where are you in life? What are you doing? When are you getting married? Did you end up graduating? Everyone has gone overseas why’re you still here?”

I hated questions that threatened the peace I fought so hard to keep. My mind was a battlefield. Trusting God seemed like trusting a boyfriend that just cheated 5 times in a month. I will be real with you. While serving on the pulpit sometimes I’d cry not because I was overwhelmed by worship but I was saying within myself , “l am pouring my empty self to happy people and I’m here not even sure what I will eat.” So I’m not the child that nags her mom. Nah. I don’t nag anyone except my brother lol. To me, my mom had done enough already, I needed to find my ground and not keep pulling her purse for what’s left.. I was “worming” through life. Full of skill. Full of talents. Full but empty. A treasure that caught so much dust it now looked like an old piece of metal, rusty and invaluable.

I don’t even know I’m led to share this today. I’m not big on “share your story”. Don’t get me wrong I love to testify but l am not an open book lol yeah I’m a mystery. Solve math not me 🤣. Anyhoo, long story short , God gave me a gift that I myself don’t understand. I promise you , I don’t understand how!! When l get a keypad or a pen and paper, I no longer see Vanessa the worm, l see Vanessa the butterfly. I find treasure within me!!! I find purpose. The mirror gets cleaner and clearer. It took time and SELF REFLECTION. Yes. That’s where this is going. It took digging a little more. Oh I’m lying not a little more, dig , dig, keep digging wells like Isaac! Then l realised; within us shoooo! Within us are treasures God Himself put knowing full well that when we discover them we will smile.

I’m saying to you, you may be looking for treasure in the wrong places. You’re the house of treasures. You! You sit. You pray in the spirit! “Lord I keep seeing a worm but l know there’s more to my life than a couple of rejected cvs. I know there’s a blueprint of greatness. Lord my eyes keep seeing Vanessa the nobody, the one who can’t attend family gatherings because we go with joy and leave with depression , Lord l keep seeing an empty vessel, rusty and good for nothing, show me what you put in the inside of me!!!”

I close by saying, I am proud of myself. This is the first time since l was born that I say this about myself 😭🥹😮‍💨. Vanessa I am proud of you. (Yeah l made it bold) You are a butterfly and more! This is not pride. This is a break out of low self esteem. This is confidence. This is healthy. When you reflect , you’ll find many things to be proud of. Today l present to you, my pride. Click on the link below and see the things God put in me that l never knew of. There’s more in us. There’s so much more. You could be depressed because of your background but eiii when you discover the giant within , David, Goliath will be the boy and you’ll be the giant because there’s only room for one giant and that’s YOU! Stop worrying. Don’t live like I did, anxious, trying to prove a point to people, pressures from social media, no my love. It’s on you! I pray that as you reflect , you find the goodies and gold within YOU. I love you.

Dear brethren, think about these things.

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

How are you doing??? How’s your heart? I hope you’ve had a good week so far. To conclude our topic this week I have linked a video that you may want to watch. I believe there was more that we needed do discuss on this topic that a couple paragraphs couldn’t cover..

Special announcement to parents , aunts, uncles , infact the whole Yielded Family. We are introducing fun , engaging, educational Bible stories for your little ones. This is one of the perfect ways to introduce children to the Word of God. We live in a world that is targeting children for the enemies agenda. It is more than just promotion of a channel, it is a platform for Christians to have holy entertainment while being groomed in their faith.

I was so shocked to find out that cartoons right now have so much of the devil’s agenda to sow the seed of sin while the kids are still on milk. It is very dangerous for parents to choose content for themselves and their kids based on the number “views” or the “hype”. We don’t want to miss out on certain shows because everyone at work tunes in. You guys know the programmes I’m talking about. I don’t really know the stand of the owners of this website otherwise I was gonna name them but they may take down my posts. The shows that irritate the soul (if you’re nolonger getting irritated please check your fire, you may be left with ashes).

The reason why we have chilled Thursdays is not to sound canal or just to fill a blog gap in the week. It is to encourage the believer to watch and listen to godly content. One of the agendas behind The Yielded Center is to have different activities suitable to groom the believer in-order for us to infiltrate our generation with sound Word. The main goal is evangelism. I encourage you to tune in to the Yielded TV programs as well as commit to read our Blogs.

Today we are uploading our first bible story cartoon and narration for the little ones. We are trying our best to put together a series for the matured believer, it is not easy. When I got the unction to start all this l had no idea how far I’d have to go to create , to put together, to master the art. It is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do but because I enjoy creating and writing, I find myself back there. At some point I gave up but my mind was screaming for attention to create. Anyhoo, by Gods grace we will have more shows this very year. While we wait for the mature believers content, I will start posting Christian novels here , so we will have our blogs in the morning (l will try to commit to this) and then we will have two chapters of a novel every week, those will be posted in the evenings.

Thank you so much for your love and support. If you’d like to share your gift with the Yielded Team (voice overs – kids and adults) please don’t hesitate to reach out. If you want to donate costumes for our upcoming tv shows , you’re welcome to. If you would like to offer your services on the camera , make up or tailoring etcetera , we need you! Monetary support is welcome. Partnering with us to share the links and posts will also be much appreciated! As the Holy Spirit leads us. Follow us on Instagram and Subscribe to our YouTube channel.

Here’s the link to our video for today on how to address the Wounds of the Heart.

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I thank God for you my yielded family. God has been faithful. It can only be God who gives us a word daily. It is not by might not by power , the things of God are bigger than skill. How many people are highly skilled, more talented, more able who are still going in circles? The most talented there is, not backed by any spirit, will still be a failure. All great people you know are backed by a spirit, either Holy Spirit or demonic spirits, even atheists. No one makes it in this life without the support of the realm of the spirit. The making happens in the spirit and the manifestation is physical. So I really praise God for Yielded Center. We are in our 7th month and we cannot say it is my ability to write or use words, this is by God, through God, for God!!!

It’s Worship Wednesday AND I am so excited. I’m excited about the last half of the year. I perceive by faith that people are about to dance like David! As a matter of fact – start NOW! I believe God is opening great and effectual doors. This is why l always encourage us to play our part in positioning ourselves for these things. If Mary was living carelessly she would’ve missed her visitation. Our positions in waiting are different. Hannah should be on the altar like Zechariah. Ruth must be in the field. Esther must be part of the virgins getting beauty treatments. Moses should be by the bushes shepherding. Zacchaeus climb up the tree and be in position! Blind Bartimaeus be sure to shout out – therein lies your miracle. Woe unto intercessors who will not be found in position. Watchmen who aren’t watching. Bridesmaid who are out looking for oil at the wrong time! Everyone should be at their post waiting for the manifestation of prophecy!

Be positioned in worship. Not to be seen by anyone but GOD! Be positioned with your alabaster box. Oh yes be ready with your offerings or seeds. Prepare the jars for oil – borrow now if you can! Fill the jars with water! Get the certificate. Get the sermons! Pray! Eat of the bread of life! Whatever it takes to stay ready, do it. The doors are unlocked! They’re about to open – be positive, positioned and prepared!

“Beloved friends, what should be our proper response to God’s marvelous mercies? To surrender yourselves to God to be his sacred, living sacrifices. And live in holiness, experiencing all that delights his heart. For this becomes your genuine expression of worship.”
‭‭Romans‬ ‭12‬:‭1‬ ‭TPT‬‬

As we position ourselves in worship today , let us remember, He has required of us! Of our entire beings. He says come and offer your genuine expression of worship which is more than words ; which is your very own body , soul and mind.

Hey guys! I’m amazed at the feedback from this particular topic. I got messages from people on social media talking about how God is helping them through this topic and I’m so glad!! I’m so glad that we want to become healthy people, healthy Christians , that way we can impact our world more effectively. Please pardon me for posting late today.

How are you? How’s your heart? I travelled to the Eastern Cape a couple of weeks ago. So we had a stop over by a garage and I was talking to the cashier, I asked her ,”Are you happy? How are you? How’s your heart?” she almost started crying. Her eyes were teary and she said ,”I have never heard that kind of question. Nobody has ever asked me that. I don’t know if I’m happy but thank you for asking.” Eh I wanted to give her a big hug. How many people does she have in her life and do they know this? That she feels that way? As I was walking away I thought of how many people in the world, in my circle, in my family , who are just looking to have a conversation about it. By “it” I mean, people dying to talk about their pain or experiences and they have no one to talk to. How many people want to be checked up on because they’re having a hard time?

I’m just not an open person. I am quite sociable but for me to actually speak and say “I’m having a hard time!” Is so hard for me. I think many of us have not been able to address the wound because we don’t speak? We shut it in. We thug it out. We have become emotional Batistas. We shut people out and we don’t understand that we need them; that the people we are pushing away will oneday go away. I am learning to speak, to learn to give my friends a chance to be there for me when they can, to tear down the walls l built because I was protecting myself from being wounded.

One of the reasons why we seem to be stuck in pain is we don’t believe we can truly be healed. We have had it for so long we can’t relate to life without pain. When people say they’re joyful we don’t even know what it means and so we entertain the thought of pain as “home” ; as “default mode” ; as “normal”. You meet someone who has been raped more than twice and they can say stuff life “life happens” or “these things happen” , you then realise ah, because of the length of the time it took to heal and the many times they were wounded, they have automatically locked into the box that tags , “Accept it. Pain is part of life. Just keep going”. It’s hard for a limping man to keep going. He surely wants to sit and rest for a while yes?

I have a question for you. Do you really want to be healed? Or do you like your life as it is? Posting about pain? Is it okay if you were to live like this till you die? If it’s okay then you even need more help for not realising a need for change.

“When Jesus saw him lying there, he knew that the man had been crippled for a long time. Jesus said to him, “Do you truly long to be well?””
‭‭John‬ ‭5‬:‭6‬ ‭TPT‬‬

When Jesus saw a man who needed healing , He asked the man a question. He didn’t assume the man wanted it. He didn’t just heal him. He asked him “Do you truly long to be well?” Someone can say, “But Jesus , he is by the pool obviously he’s there for healing.” Just like many people flood counselling rooms and we assume they’re looking for healing but they just like to talk about it. Many people were by the pool! A group of friends with the same story! Others got healed but he remained there 38 years! He lost time because he was not healed. You lose more than the man, you lose time. He could’ve made so many memories, did so many things, but year after year he sat on a mat, the legs remained crippled. My darling you must desire it! You must long for it, truly! How long has it been sitting by the pool while others finally find joy? How long has it been?

Why is Jesus asking someone he found in a hospital if he wants to be well? I really picture that place as a hospital because the bible says many ailing people were found there. So why ask if you can see the need? Because unless the “needy” sees the “need” there’s no need to help them. Unless we realise that we need help, we won’t get the help. Unless we understand that we cannot go on like this, we will keep going on like that. It’s a conscious decision to come to .. Am l bleeding? Do l truly long to be made whole? I can tell you right now, many many many people, depressed, hurt, angry, don’t want to be made whole…. They are okay with the attention that comes from people .. they are fine as long as they have a mat and a cup to beg at Bethesda. No family, It is time to go forward.

“Since my people are crushed, I am crushed; I mourn, and horror grips me. Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then is there no healing for the wound of my people?”
‭‭Jeremiah‬ ‭8‬:‭21‬-‭22‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Why then is there no healing for the wound? Is there no God in heaven? Can’t He help us? He can family but here’s the missing piece… Do you truly want to be healed?

I greet you with a hug in the Name of Jesus. I trust that you are well and had a good weekend. This week l want us to wrap up this topic so we can look at an interesting topic that I’ve been studying. If you didn’t read the last two posts on this topic I encourage you to, as it will give you insight and understanding. If you did read, we don’t read to cram or to just get excited. We must be transformed by the renewal of the mind. The Word should fall on fertile ground otherwise we are just running with chained feet.

What happened to you?

You guys already know l write from pictures. If I come across a picture it inspires me to write. I found this on Pinterest and l just grabbed it for today’s blog. What happened to you? For many people the picture is a visual representation of the state of our hearts. Many wounds. Many bandages. We just patch where there’s bleeding and move onto our next fresh cut. The previous wound hasn’t healed but you’re now dealing with a fresh cut. The cycle continues and people die – broken people. People even die from this, I hope you know. People have died because the heart couldn’t take it anymore. How far do you think your heart can go with all those cuts and bandages suffocating it day and night?

The truth is this may sound harsh but it’s not of God for us as believers to have a wound that doesn’t heal. If that were true , why did Jesus heal everyone He came across? Why not leave them to suffer ? It means that some wounds don’t heal because we don’t want them to. We enjoy the attention we get from friends and the many people that come for our pity party. We sit by the pool 38 years. We have not purposed in our hearts like the woman with the issue of blood to get the healing we need. We have tied ourselves to the identity of “she’s so broken” or “life has been so hard for him” so much that we feel we cannot relate with any other identity. Is it Gods will for us to cry over one boyfriend for 10 years? No. Why is Israel still crying about Pharoah?

“Then the Lord said to Moses, “Why are you crying out to me? Tell the Israelites to move on.”
‭‭Exodus‬ ‭14‬:‭15‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Why did they cry? Is it because they remembered the trauma of Egypt? Between a rock and a hard place we say? Have we ever thought about what those people actually went through in Egypt? How painful and hard their lives were. Let’s not forget that it’s in Egypt that people lost their sons , isn’t that how Moses was found in the river by Pharaoh’s daughter? It’s a place where the Hebrews cried and no neighbour had the strength to come over and comfort because they too were in mourning. What do we say about the Labour? This one that we work 9-5 and want to quit? No one is beating you o . The Israelites were working HARD! Toiling! And still got beaten. Isn’t that traumatic? Do you now understand why they cried? Wounds. Between death (drowning in the sea) and going back to the tyrannical government, both sound like death to me. Yet God hears them cry and He says , MOVE ON. Yho!

Wouldn’t you have cried too? We still cry about what someone said 5 years ago. We are still bleeding from the first relationship and we are 6 relationships in and the stench of blood is still on us – the heart is bleeding. Yes, brokenness is like joy, you can smell it off a person. Think of it, why haven’t we healed? Because some of us are lying to ourselves. We think we are healed yet when the triggers come the bandage falls off. On the previous posts I mentioned that people with scars don’t bleed, they testify in joy. Wounded people bleed and their testimony sounds like anger. I’m addressing two things today , What happened and When will you be ready to finally move on? I am sorry to say that whether you choose to heal or not, you are between Egypt and the Red Sea, cross the sea or become a slave forever. Freedom or comfort?

I went for counselling at church one day and Pastor KG said to me, “Part of deliverance is walking out of the situation.” I had never heard that before. I have only heard about the process, the gradual transition, just you know, the “kinder” way of dealing with things. God saying to Israel, “ My poor children, that’s so sad. Don’t worry , l will kill the Egyptians okay? Cry it out, breathe in and out. Did you eat? Awww. Let me see what l can do. Should l part the Red Sea? Aww I will. Shhhhh . Shhh my baby.” That’s it right? But sometimes that’s the mistake our friends make. Sometimes it’s the uncomfortable that drives us to move on! God in His perfectly loving self said to them “You better stop crying and move on!”. Ah! If I said that to anyone wouldn’t they hate me? We call the people who tell us the truth that we need “insensitive” but what if we needed to hear that to finally break out! I know many people who left me because I told the truth. They wanted people who validate their commitment to particular things. God says , move on!

Question is, did God know that Israel had never walked between the Sea before? Yes, He did. Does He know you have never known joy before? Yes He does. Is He aware that all you’ve known is Pharoah’s abuse and now that you see him coming you’re terrified, hurt, afraid, angry, feel defeated, because you’ve been there before and it took every ounce of your strength? He knows. Does He know you were raped? You were a child. You couldn’t fight. Does He know that you lost a child or a parent like the Israelites and yet others still have theirs like Moses’ mother? He knows. Is He aware that you gave your all to that man, that woman, you genuinely loved them but they took you for a spin in a car with no doors and you had no seat belt so you got bruised so much you can’t trust anyone anymore? He knows. Read what Ps KG said to me again!

”No that’s just what your pastor thinks!” Okay let’s read God’s response.

“As Pharaoh approached, the Israelites looked up, and there were the Egyptians, marching after them. They were terrified and cried out to the Lord.”
‭‭Exodus‬ ‭14‬:‭10‬ ‭NIV‬‬

“And the LORD said unto Moses, Wherefore criest thou unto me? speak unto the children of Israel, that they go forward:”
‭‭Exodus‬ ‭14‬:‭15‬ ‭KJV‬‬

I have come to tell you. One of the ways you actually address the wound is by moving on. Walk now. He is with you. I know it is a hard thing to do. To step out of this cycle of pain that you may have known all your life but my darling, it’s time now. Remove the bandages. Arise and shake yourself from depression. He says to tell you, “It is time to go forward!”

I love you. ❤️