Category: The Yielded Believer

Happy new week, my people! By God’s grace, my new book The Seer In The Hills will be out today by 16:00 hrs on my website, which I’ll embed at the foot of this page. My other book, A Thing Called Time, is also available, and you can purchase either a hard copy or a soft copy. I’m excited to share that A Ticket To Tarshish will be published by the last week of November, and that will wrap up my releases for 2025 (lol).

To those who loved my novels on Wattpad, I have news for you , all those books will be taken down and rewritten to reflect and suit the transformed believer I am today. My purpose in writing has shifted; it’s no longer just about inspiring people, though that’s a beautiful thing to do. I’ve come to understand the power of words, both written and spoken, and I now desire to use that power to minister to hearts. Through writing, I have the privilege of speaking my voice and being heard in your heart (not with your ears) You don’t have to see me to hear me you just need to read what I wrote. So yes, get ready for many, many more books. Now, let’s talk about something very important!

I’ve been thinking lately about the prayer life of a believer, about my prayer life. Why do I pray, and what has prayer truly accomplished in my life? This reflection came during a season of warfare, when I found myself facing decisions that would eventually shape my destiny in significant ways. My mind had already begun to feel crowded with noise, and I said to myself, I must pray about this.

But why was prayer necessary? Why not just make a decision and move on? Because through prayer, we discern the will of God and align ourselves with it in yieldedness. Let me just say this: I know the weight of decisions I once made without praying and they almost killed me.

Do not take a step without prayer. Do not make a decision without prayer. Don’t even start overthinking without prayer. I honestly don’t care what people say, what your friends think is best, or what any prophetic word declares , go to God first! Nobody has a plan for your life better than God does. In Jeremiah 29:11, God was not trying to excite us with comforting words. We often quote that verse, but we overlook what comes next ; the part that says we must seek Him. The plan exists, yes, but you must seek it from God through prayer.

Even if the most anointed person tells you, “I feel you should buy the green dress,” still go to God and ask, “Lord, should I really buy the green dress?” I always tell people even if I give you a word, go to God and confirm if it’s truly from Him. Why? Because we live in a world driven by emotions.

People make destiny-defining decisions simply because they fell in love. Then they end up marrying someone who does not align with the purpose of God over their lives. I’ve had to tell myself firmly: nobody will pressurize me because of age to marry. I will marry only when God says it’s time, and only the person He has chosen for me.

We live in an emotional world that says, “It’s exciting, it’s beautiful, it’s appealing , just take it!” But don’t you remember Eve? The fruit may actually have been the tastiest, and she could have said, “Ah, it’s in the garden, so it must be meant for me.” What she needed to do was run to God and ask for clarity: “Lord, I’m confused. Something in me is saying this is the fruit I need, but I came to ask You should I eat it?” Then God would have reminded her of what He had already said or given her a new word altogether.

Oh, what about those times we think God said something just because we liked it? “I heard God , He said you’re my husband.” I recently saw that comment under two celebrity posts, and I couldn’t help but think how often people say “God said” when, in reality, He didn’t. You were simply led by a crush maybe you fancied the idea of being married to Minister Ebuka so much that you convinced yourself God had spoken, when in fact, it was you speaking to yourself in a voice of deception. This is why it’s so important to pray before making any decision no matter how small it seems. Even if it’s a move to a different city, pray first. Don’t move before God speaks. Move only after He has spoken.

I give you this advice today, pray about it. Tell God about it. Before you move in any direction, ask Him first. When you pray, you don’t just receive divine alignment and leading; you also protect yourself from the vulnerable state you’d find yourself in if you moved without God. So pray about that issue today. Don’t rush. Let God lead.

Let’s continue this conversation tomorrow. Below is the link to my website for books, counselling, and any form of support you may need.

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We grew up wanting to be like celebrities. We had songbooks and photos cut from magazines. We wanted to be the famous people we dressed like them, tried to sing like them. We fooled ourselves into thinking one day we’d become Beyoncé 2.0. Boys thought they would be John Cena or Ronaldo.

We had idols.

“When I grow up, I want to be like…” and someone would write Halle Berry. Meanwhile, you didn’t even know how to act! We hadn’t even discovered our own dreams, yet we wanted to live other people’s lives. By the way, I’m sorry I’m late with this. I am actually writing it during a 10-minute break, straight from the top of my head, so please forgive me if it doesn’t flow the way it should.

Fast forward, we grew up and started wanting to be like our friends. We began talking like each other, dressing alike, even dreaming of doing life on the same timeline: getting married at the same time, having babies at the same time. As my apostle would say, “Story, story, storrry.” I’ve come to realise that what you birth is uniquely yours. I adore my nieces and nephews, honestly, I think I love them even more than I love my sisters but the truth is, they’re not my biological children. What you birth is yours. Stop checking someone else’s “baby” to see if yours is measuring up. A matching vision, a matching logo, matching this and that… but how will you ever stand out if all you do is mimic others?

Children born of the same parents sometimes don’t even look alike, so the vision you birth doesn’t have to look like mine. You can show up in your own style, in your own way, not trying to offer the world version 60 of what it’s already seen. This is a season of birthing, and when your “child” doesn’t look like mine or your neighbour’s, it doesn’t mean it’s not a child. It doesn’t mean you kill it. You don’t harbour jealousy, and you reject the spirit of competition. Instead, you nurture your child and uniquely groom it. People say babies get swapped in hospitals number one, it’s a crime; number two, it’s a mental disorder. What the Lord puts in your hand is yours for a reason. Remember that.

Go on and be unique.
See you tomorrow ❤️

“You formed my innermost being, shaping my delicate inside and my intricate outside, and wove them all together in my mother’s womb.”

‭‭Psalms‬ ‭139‬:‭13‬ ‭TPT‬‬

Not everything deserves your response or reaction. Not everything deserves your attention. Not everything deserves your time. On this Reflection Friday, let’s learn and unlearn. Minimizing distractions is not always about silencing phones or turning off notifications. Sometimes , the greatest distractions are people, people who don’t understand the value of your time, yet constantly demand it… only to waste it. Where do you think the phrase “Don’t waste my time” came from? It came from someone who had their time genuinely wasted.

There’s so much time wasted on conversations that should’ve never happened. Time wasted on people who thrive on drama where everything around them is always chaotic. Personally , I have no tolerance for drama. The moment you start it, I step back. Why? Because I love my peace. And if your actions threaten that peace, you automatically lose my attention. I value my time with God , I love to pray, I love to worship. So when someone enters my life, I ask myself:

How will this person affect that? Will their presence pull me closer to God, or distract me from Him? Some people bring so much noise into your life, you can’t hear anything above it. Not your thoughts. Not your convictions. Not even God. That kind of noise is dangerous. That’s why peace isn’t just something I enjoy, it’s something I protect. Recently, my friend and I faced a situation where we could have easily harboured offense. But in the middle of our conversation, we realized something deeper:

This isn’t just drama , this is an intruder trying to steal what we’re holding in our hands. And that moment taught me a powerful lesson. I want to implore you: discern the happenings in your life. If you suddenly find yourself in an argument during a time of prayer, fasting, or spiritual growth , don’t retaliate. Don’t fight back immediately. Discern. That’s the intruder. That’s the thief coming to disrupt your focus.

Not everything deserves a clap back. Not every attack needs a reaction. had to learn this the hard way and honestly, I’m still in God’s classroom. The much younger version of me? Let’s not even talk. I was ready to fight , physically. I had no tolerance for long conversations or patience. But God has helped me greatly. So much that even I am amazed. I’ve learned this truth: I could never walk closely with God if I was adamant about holding on to offense, anger, or my old ways. And now, more than ever, I protect my peace and guard my heart, not out of weakness, but out of wisdom.

Guard Your Heart. Seriously.

Guard your heart from discontentment, from anger, from fear, from inner gossip. Yes, you read that right: inner gossip. I learned something recently that changed me: Gossip doesn’t always happen out loud. Sometimes , it’s a quiet conversation happening within you. You’re not talking to anyone else, just yourself. But that internal dialogue is despising others, silently judging, replaying offenses, building walls. That, too, is gossip. And it poisons the heart.

So today, I want to gently encourage you: Free yourself. Free yourself from the need to prove a point. Free yourself from “takers” those who endlessly withdraw from you, but never pour back. Free yourself from distractions that look harmless but rob you of peace. Because here’s the truth: Distractions are moments of theft. While your attention is scattered on a hundred meaningless things, the enemy is busy stealing clarity, peace, and purpose. So again, I say: Guard your heart. It’s not just a suggestion , it’s a survival strategy.

🚨 BIG ANNOUNCEMENT 🚨

My new Christian novel drops this Monday and it will be available as a soft copy exclusively on my website! If you’ve read “A Thing Called Time” clap hands for yourself! But if you still don’t have a copy?Honestly… I don’t know what to say. 😅 What a bad decision you’ve made my dear!

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My favourite people! God bless you. Have you ever met someone with a really funny or weird name? Then you come across someone else with a unique name. Some have biblical names and some have “Zimbabwean” names. Thank God my parents didn’t try to be funny when naming me.

I once heard of a man called Promotion. I mean, yes being promoted is a good thing, but should that really be your name? In my village, there was someone named Builder. Great concept, I suppose maybe they hoped he would build the family but as a name? I don’t think so. But at the end of the day, we can’t blame the child. Why? Because it’s the parents who name the child.

We often laugh at Zimbabwean names, but some American names also don’t pass the mark. Someone might name their child East, East of what, exactly? Then there are names like Blue or Pink. Sometimes it feels like a party of random words, and when you try to make literal sense of them, there’s just… nothing there. Again, parents name the child. I know someone called Sikhathele , it means “we are tired.” And another named Senzeni, meaning “what have we done?” Now imagine growing up with names like that. It’s no surprise some of these kids end up getting bullied in school. You will understand in a moment why I’m saying all this. I’m not trying to be funny at all.

When Mary became pregnant, she was given a name for the child. When Elizabeth conceived, both she and Zechariah were also given a specific name for their son. God didn’t leave it up to them even though I’m sure there were many beautiful names they might have chosen on their own. So why did God insist on naming them? Because a name is not just a label , its identity. And beyond that, it carries deep spiritual significance. That’s why, when you’re birthing a vision, a calling, or a purpose, you need to ask God what He wants it to be called. He already has a name for it. Don’t just name it based on your feelings or circumstances ask Him. Because the name matters.

And He was given a name above every other name. That means there’s also a name suitable for your church, your ministry, your vision. You can’t just wake up and decide to name your church some funky name. My apostle always jokes saying things “Sibongile Flying to Heaven Ministries.” It sounds funny, but you will be shocked some names people claim God gave them. Be careful. Be careful not to birth a God-given vision and then name it in the flesh. I want to share something with you that happened to me a while ago…

In a dream, I encountered a spirit. We had such a fierce fight. At one point, I asked, “Why are you fighting me?” The spirit responded, “Arimaka, I must destroy you.” I was confused who is Arimaka? My name is Vanessa. But the spirit repeated it, three times: “Arimaka… Arimaka… Arimaka.” Then she said, “You don’t even know who you’re called in the spirit.” And as I started to gain victory over her in the dream, all she could say was, “Arima… Arima….” The meaning of the name is devoted one.

The moment I woke up, the first thing I did was Google the meaning of that name. And in that moment, I discovered something profound: everyone has a spiritual name. Some people are called poverty. Some are called delay. Some are called wealth. Some are called favour.

Why did Jacob need a name change? Why did God change Abram to Abraham? Sarai to Sarah? What’s the big deal? Because names have spiritual implications. As you birth that vision ask God, “What is the name?” As you write that book, ask Him, “What should the title be?” As you raise your children name them wisely. Don’t go and carry demonic spirits into your home.

Every name is an identity. It will either attract things or repel them. will either open doors or close them. It matters what you name your child. It matters what you name your vision. It matters what name you carry in the spirit.

“But immediately, he drew his hand back, and out came his brother; and she said, “Look how you have broken out of the womb!” So, he was named Perez, the one who breaks through.”
‭‭Genesis‬ ‭38‬:‭29‬ ‭TPT‬‬

See you tomorrow. ❤️