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Have you ever been rejected for a job because you didn’t meet the requirements? Once? Twice? Many times? Well… many times for me. Me? I can even apply for a president’s position. I don’t care, I will just apply. If l tell you the things I have applied for that I didn’t qualify for even by 40% , you will hire a jumping castle for me on my birthday to celebrate my boldness.

Anyways, aside from faith, the truth is that for most things on this earth, you must qualify to be given room. Statements like, “God qualifies the unqualified,” are true, beautiful truths with plenty of biblical examples like David, Joseph, and many others BUT we must also bring balance to that truth by acknowledging that people like Daniel and his friends needed a certain level of qualification, and so did Ezra. I want us to understand that while grace can surely lift people with no impressive track record or exceptional skill, God does not completely ignore our qualifications.

This means that you my dear brother and sister must go back to school. Study. Learn a skill. Do something. You still need to qualify for many opportunities on this earth. They will say, “Upload your CV.” That’s not the time to pray in tongues, just upload the what? Exactly. I believe it’s the same with the season is transitioning into a new season. You must meet the requirements.

We’ve been talking about transition and the different journeys of life that take us from one place to another, sometimes as a team and sometimes alone. One thing I’ve realised about this season is that you must meet the requirements. If God is transitioning you to Swaziland or Australia, you already know you’ll need a passport, right? Otherwise, the work God has for you there won’t be done because you don’t meet the basic requirements for the airline to take you there.

In transition, you must meet the requirements of both the airline and your destination. If the UK says you need to take the IELTS to enter its job market, then guess what? You may have everything else, but they can still reject you for that one missing requirement. Sometimes the delay isn’t because God has said no it’s because there’s still a requirement you need to meet.

How can you be in transition to another country without a passport? Without a ticket? Without anything at all? It’s just you and your suitcase. How can you transition into marriage when you’ve never even read or listened to any material about marriage? How can you transition into becoming a mature believer when you have time to scroll on TikTok for three hours straight, know every trending sound, but somehow can’t find ten minutes to read the Word?

People always say, “I couldn’t find the time.” Really? You didn’t want to find the time. The requirements of transition are maturity. Are you still childish? Are you still being begged to pray? How then are you going to transition into becoming an impactful person when you’ve spent the last seven months trying to finish just one book? Someone asked me how many books I’ve read this year. By God’s grace, I’ve read a good 11, and they’re all on different topics that enlighten my gray areas finances, leadership, marriage, motherhood, psychology, and more because I’m trying to mature into the version of me that can carry what’s coming.

For some of us, the requirement is simply to stop being so controlling. You want to tell the pilot how to land because you watched it in a movie once. Relax, Captain from Temu. The requirement might just be to keep quiet for a minute. You have an opinion on everything even on how God should be God. Everyone is wrong except you. You never see your own wrongs. It could be pride. Sometimes we’ve performed humility so well that we’ve convinced ourselves we’re humble. Bowing your head when you walk and doing all that drama.

The requirement could even be changing how you dress. Who travels across the city in a swimming costume and heels? Nobody. Why? Because even transition has a dress code. Maybe your requirement is surrender, letting God do what He wants without giving Him advice. Maybe it’s fasting, but every Kairos moment arrives and somehow you’re “just having a small snack.” Have you actually asked God what the requirements are for your journey? There are requirements for the Levites, for those who were serving God in the temple. I’m saying to you grace is sufficient but some doors you go through qualifications.

Remember, we’re all carrying different assignments, so we’ll all have different requirements. A chef doesn’t need to carry a gun, and a soldier doesn’t need a recipe book. Yet some of us are holding onto things that don’t belong to our destiny. If you don’t meet the requirements, even Esther had to go through the beauty treatments, the king wouldn’t have looked her way but Rebekah didn’t need all that. Requirements are unique to your destiny. Selah.

If you read my blogs but have never met this  Wonderful Jesus that I’m always writing about,  you’d love to get to know Him, Or you know The Lord but have found yourself drifting far from Him, I would love to talk with you. Please send me an email  on yieldedcwcenter@gmail.com or simply comment, and I will reach out to you

Yesterday I told you the story of how I almost ended up walking home after irritation & boredom took over me. In a moment of frustration, I tore my bus ticket and nearly chewed it too! I had serious plans to chew it vele. So there I was, standing with a torn ticket while everyone, including my own sisters, was queuing to board the bus.The conductor was checking every ticket before letting people on, and after checking each one, he would tear it. The problem? Your sister had already done the conductor’s job! Aiiii

Obviously, no one in their right mind would tear an unused ticket, so it would’ve looked like I was trying to use an old ticket from a previous trip. I was in hot soup with extra hot Indian pepper! Thankfully, my sister’s friend stepped in. She told the conductor she had already given him “her” ticket and that he had torn it, while actually showing him mine. All the while, she had quietly slipped her own ticket into my hand so I could board the bus. She handled that situation well for a Grade 6 lol. She was my hero that day. It was wrong but that day It felt so right. I mean we had paid for tickets.

I’m afraid many of us have done something similar in life’s journey. You waited too long and trashed the prophetic word. You waited too long for the man, and somewhere along the way you threw away your good character and your morals, only to be left with something no longer worthy of being called “more precious than rubies.” You are now proverbs 32 woman. Btw there’s no proverbs 32 in the bible. This is to say, your chapter doesn’t exist anymore because you tore the ticket.

You were left holding a torn ticket when all you needed to do was wait a few more minutes. Did I tell you that if I had waited just five more minutes just five, the bus would have arrived? It was probably just around the corner when I tore my ticket. I think a ticket can symbolise our faith. Maybe it’s a prophetic word. Maybe it’s a promise. Maybe it’s a vision. Without that ticket, you cannot get on the bus. In fact, the bus is for ticket holders only. I’m saying to you today yielded people, whatever God has placed in your hands and told you to steward while you wait for the manifestation of His promise must not be torn, must not be lost, and certainly must not be chewed. Don’t even think about chewing that ticket, my friend!

A ticket cannot be borrowed. Imagine you’re flying to Germany at 10 a.m. and you meet someone at the airport whose flight to Germany is only in five hours. You can’t say, “Please lend me your ticket. I’ll use it and give it back.” It doesn’t work like that. Unlike that bus ticket, the journey of life doesn’t allow us to borrow what was meant for someone else. We cannot borrow one another’s oil. It’s also important for us to understand that In seasons of transition, we are all travelling to different destinations. I think if we truly understood this, we wouldn’t spend so much time envying one another or competing with each other.

The bus station we were at had many buses. One by one, they arrived and collected their people home. I couldn’t board just any bus simply because it arrived first, it wasn’t going my way, and I would’ve ended up lost. In the same way, we are all travelling to different places, and we will arrive at different times. So stay where God has placed you and wait for your bus. Wait for your turn. Wait for your season. The right bus will match the code on your ticket , and when your appointed time comes, it will not leave without you.

Habakkuk 2:3 KJV

“For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry.”

Because of our different destinations, some will travel by bus, some by plane, some by ship, and some by their granny’s broom… lol. “I’m kidneying!” You may be tempted to throw away your ticket because you think you’ll just walk instead. Dear Sir or madam, based on a true story, that is a terrible idea. In the same way, throwing away your faith because you’re tired of waiting and choosing to trust that you know “better” than God will leave you stranded. You’ll grow weary, expose yourself to unnecessary dangers, and encounter battles you could have avoided had you remained in the bus station.

We may all be heading to different destinations, but here’s what we have in common, we’re all going somewhere. Some are just waiting to connect flights. Some are on air. Some just boarded. Some “just arrived.” Every one of us is in one transition or another. There comes a point in life where we can’t tag team or simply tag along with someone else’s journey. We have to be at peace with God leading each of us in different directions and at different times. My darling, keep your ticket. The bus is just around the corner. If you don’t have a friend like my sister’s friend to rescue you from a careless mistake, you might miss your bus altogether, so don’t make any silly decisions right now.

Don’t just date anyone. Don’t sleep around. Don’t find yourself doing thoughtless things simply because you’ve grown tired of waiting. Don’t chew your holiness through sinful living. Don’t lose your hope. Don’t leave the bus station. Don’t leave church. Don’t walk when God has made provision for you to be carried by bus. You’ll need that ticket to reach your destination. So… what is your ticket? Do you still have it? I know you’re tired of waiting for your bus but think of my story and consider, the moment you give up could’ve be the moment the bus arrives. See you tomorrow.

If you read my blogs but have never met this  Wonderful Jesus that I’m always writing about,  you’d love to get to know Him, Or you know The Lord but have found yourself drifting far from Him, I would love to talk with you. Please send me an email  on yieldedcwcenter@gmail.com or simply comment, and I will reach out to you

That space between nolonger there & not yet there.

Vanessa Moonkie

So I’m one of those people who hate travelling… well, not travelling itself, I actually love it. What I hate is being in transit. I don’t enjoy sitting in a car or bus for hours, and planes? The heights still make me nervous. I just want to arrive. If teleportation was an option every time I have to travel? I’d happily sign up for that but not that teleporting they do at your village. 😂 One minute the granny is in her hut, two minutes later she’s in the UK disturbing your sibling. Not that kind of teleportation o.

I do enjoy adventurous travel once I get there; it’s just the long journey that gets me. I think a lot of it comes from an accident I was in years ago. One of the things I’ve learned about transition seasons is that they often come just before the breakthrough. When a woman is in labour, she is in transition into motherhood. It is painful, uncomfortable, and often one of the most difficult assignments given to man yet she keeps pushing and pushing until the baby is fully delivered. That’s what transition looks like.

I always tell you guys about my sister Valerie when she was pregnant, right? Well, here’s a new story, new episode is now showing on YieldedTv lol . As she got closer to her due date, she’d often say, “The belly is heavy.” She would put her hand underneath it as if she was helping her body carry the weight. Her walk changed. Her body changed. Her weight changed. Her face changed… ehhhh. 😂 that one yhooo! It changed butttttt despite all of that, I would see her waking up early to check the baby’s clothes. She would fold them over and over again.

The child had not yet been born, yet she was preparing, even though her current condition was uncomfortable and heavy. I’m telling you this story to make this point akshually, your transition season will be uncomfortable, but it will still require you to prepare for what is coming. So you’re crying while preparing. You’re tired but still preparing. You want to give up but you’re still preparing. You feel like it’s all too much, but you’re still there, waiting. I’m sure that by the third trimester many pregnant women are already exhausted, yet they don’t tell the doctor, “I want to deliver today.” They understand there is an appointed time.

I believe it’s closer than you think. I know we’ve heard words like that so many times that sometimes we don’t even believe them anymore. Just think of it this way, when you’re on a plane, the pilot knows the route and often even shares the flight map with you. God, on the other hand, will most likely not show you the map, but He knows exactly how much longer you need to persevere. This reminds me of something that happened when I was in primary school. After school, we had to catch a bus home. We’d buy a ticket and then wait for a specific bus because it was the only one that used our route.

One day, something must have happened because from 1 p.m., when school ended, until 5 p.m., that bus never came. My sisters and I waited as we watched everyone else leave. We were so Bhod! We were hungry, and your sister here had anger issues. 😂 I got so frustrated that I tore my bus ticket in half, fully intending to chew the paper out of annoyance. I wanted to chew it thinking I’m spitting the bus company. The moment I was about to put it in my mouth… the bus pulled into the station. My sisters screamed and laughed. “We told you the bus would come! We will leave you here!” Ehhhh bazalwane.

By then, I had already convinced myself I was going to walk home. Mind you, I was a short, skinny, hungry primary school child. I was just a shildren. Home wasn’t impossibly far, but it definitely wasn’t close enough for that to be a sensible plan. I didn’t care anymore. I had made up my mind when I tore the ticket that l would walk. As everyone queued to board the bus, I stood there regretting the last five minutes of my life. My sisters were already waving at me , laughing so much. Thankfully, one of our friends cheated a little on my behalf, and by questionable means, I still managed to get onto the bus and get home. But you know what? Let’s continue this story tomorrow. For now, I’ll leave you to think about your own journey and whether it feels anything like mine did. Selah.

If you read my blogs but have never met this  Wonderful Jesus that I’m always writing about,  you’d love to get to know Him, Or you know The Lord but have found yourself drifting far from Him, I would love to talk with you. Please send me an email  on yieldedcwcenter@gmail.com or simply comment, and I will reach out to you

Happy new week, my Yielded people. Today I woke up thinking about the coming of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ. I found myself thinking deeply about evangelism, about those who are still “deciding” whether to give their lives to Him, those who still don’t “feel” like going to church for reasons that don’t even make sense, those with one foot in and one foot out, those who mock the things of God and call believers all sorts of names, those who laugh at Scripture and blaspheme against the Holy Bible, and those who love sin and pursue it wholeheartedly without any conviction to turn away.

I also found myself thinking about my own life, my own mistakes, and the gray areas I still need God to work on. More than anything, I am thinking about our eternity. Where will we spend it? I usually leave this conversation for the very end, but today I felt led to bring it to the attention of what they call “lazy readers” who only ever read the first part of anything and leave the rest for “thorough readers”.

The most painful reality is that when you die or when Christ returns, nobody can speak on your behalf. Your tears will not help you then. Shall I tell you the gospel truth? Even your grandmother’s prayers cannot secure your place in heaven. Is that shocking? Not even simply attending church can save you. Salvation is personal. We must repent. We must rededicate our lives. We must live for God. If you have not given your life to Christ or you want to recommit your life to Him, today is the day. Be saved today. Comment below, and I will gladly lead you to Christ.

So, people of God, amidst everything happening in today’s world, the chaos, what we call the evil days, and all that is under the sun, God is still good, and He is still doing good things. God is still casting visions, giving people dreams, using people to build nations, bringing people into marriage, moving people to new places, blessing families with children, answering prayers, and allowing new things to begin. You will often find that a yielded and aligned believer is moving from an old season into a new one, that is what we call transition but what does transition mean?

Transition is the process of moving from one stage, season, place, or condition to another.”

Transition is a process; it is not the destination. Think of it this way, if you are travelling from Bulawayo to Harare and you are currently in Gweru, you are in transit. You have not yet arrived where you are going, but you are also no longer where you came from. You are not in Harare, yet you are no longer in Bulawayo. Did you catch the drift? Another example is when you are travelling to New York and your flight has a stopover to connect to another one. Even if you have to wait at the airport for an hour, you are still in transit. Even if you are told that the next plane has been delayed because its engines need to be checked and you have to wait even longer, you do not decide to settle in that country simply because you have been there for a while. You do not belong there.

Exodus 12:41–42 (The Message, MSG):

41 At the end of the 430 years, to the very day, all the troops of God left Egypt.

In the same way, transition is not a destination it is simply the process God uses to move you from one place, season, or level to another. The fiancé stage is a transition, it is not the marriage itself. The same applies to the talking or dating stage. You do not simply move into a man or woman’s house because you like each other or because you met on Instagram. “Moving in with wifey!” If I catch you “hubby”.. There is a process. You get to know each other, involve your families, pay lobola or dowry where it is part of your culture, prepare for marriage, and then get married. Those stages are all part of the transition.

The interview stage is another example of transition. No matter how well your interview went, you do not walk into the office the next day and announce, “I’ve arrived. I’m here to take over.” As who my brother? You wait for the recruitment process to be completed. HR still has to deliberate, make a decision, and issue an offer if you have been successful. Why? Because every destination you want to reach has its own unique process, timing, distance, requirements, and experiences. Transition prepares you for the place you are praying to enter.

Many people are in a season of transition and do not even realize it. In the realm of the Spirit, they should be preparing, packing their bags, and getting ready to catch the bus to their destination, yet they are still chatting with the neighbours and have not even taken a shower. Like those pink gown ladies all over social media. Someone whose transition is leading them to a place of greatness has not even begun to prepare. No suitcase. Nothing. They do not even have a passport yet.

Someone whose transport is scheduled to leave at 14:00 is still looking for a travel outfit at 13:59 and has not even booked a ticket. Do you see how important a season of transition is in the life of a believer? More often than not, it is the answer to a prayer, yet it finds many of us unaware, unprepared, and unconcerned. Totally unbothered. It finds us too relaxed.

The transition process you may be in is not the end of the journey. It is not the place where you receive the rewards. At times, you may not even be able to see the destination clearly, but you trust the Driver who is taking you where you are meant to go. Stop trying to arrive in Australia in three minutes, except you use a broom as transportation. Stop trying to unpack at the wrong place. Keep your suitcase closed, wrapped and safe. You are not there yet.

Let’s continue this conversation tomorrow. I love you. Take care of yourself.

Happy Friday, my Yielded People! 😄 Every day I wake up, it’s a new month, new this, new that. I honestly don’t know how you guys are coping, but life is giving climbing a mountain in high heels, wearing a long maxi dress, with no water bottle in sight. Anyhoo, today we’re wrapping up our topic on masturbation.

I’d love to share some resources that may help you on your journey, so please feel free to email or DM me if you’d want more. As I mentioned before, for those struggling with addiction, this can be a longer journey that may require counselling and additional resources not because a level of understanding often comes before lasting change. My prayer is that you walk in freedom. I truly believe you will conquer, because you were built to. ❤️

We’ll be starting a new topic next week, but before we move on, I want to take this opportunity to thank everyone who shared the links and encouraged others to read. You may think you did something small but you helped someone. The stigma surrounding this issue makes it incredibly difficult for people to open up and seek the help they need, but I truly believe that this time around, many people found hope and support because the statistics were honestly amazing.

To everyone who has supported my blog in one way or another, thank you. I truly appreciate every single one of you. As you continue scrolling, you’ll find some invaluable books, articles, and links to help you on your journey. Download them, have a listen, read through them, and soak yourself in the information. When you know better, you do what? Exactly mzalwane! You do berrer. So desire to know better. I’m rooting for you, and I can’t wait to hear how you conquered. Your testimony will be beautiful, in Jesus’ name. ❤️

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I love you and l wish you a beautiful Christ filled life. See you on Monday 🩷

“Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and to present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy,
To the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen.”

The Epistle of Jude 1:24–25 (KJV):

If you read my blogs but have never met this  Wonderful Jesus that I’m always writing about,  you’d love to get to know Him, Or you know The Lord but have found yourself drifting far from Him, I would love to talk with you. Please send me an email  on yieldedcwcenter@gmail.com or simply comment, and I will reach out to you