My View

Realness of resurrection

I Believe that Jesus resurrected physically as many scriptures teach, if this is not so then Christianity is false and just a theory of the next educated man. I believe that Paul doesn’t disprove this or doesn’t believe that Jesus rose physically, but he rather goes further in explaining the state or condition of the resurrected body.

The sceptics to prove their point will usually first discredit the account of authors of mark Luke and Matthews and John, where the resurrection prove is given or will give accounts which are not recorded in the scriptures and say God miraculously disposed of Jesus body and the resurrected spirit Jesus would materialise himself in some instances to prove he’s alive for he had the power to do so. This doesn’t make sense and shows further how a man can use his mind to mislead the multitude, and yet we have thousand of people following and believing these absurd theories. But I’m telling you fellow Christians this is just the work of the devil.

We however stand firm in our faith, and believe that each scripture in the bible was written with the inspiration of the Holy Ghost. And if there is any argument we must entertain it must be based on the bible. Our faith is in the Lord Jesus ,we have no other source that testify of Him except new testament of the bible ,if our source is false then we have no bases to defend our faith and it will all be lies, therefore we conclude that the source of our faith is the bible.

My understanding of resurrection according to the bible, with the belief that all the resurrection testimonies recorded are factual. For Christ to be proved he is the messiah prophesies about him from the Old Testament had to come true. A certain men had to live on earth, die and ‘his body shall not rot in the grave’. Peter quote this in speech in Act ,it is clear that the body that was placed in the grave was the body that was crucified and the body that rot or rather decompose it’s the physical body which every men has ‘ he who says that Jesus came not as flesh is an Antichrist’ so its clear the body of Christ that was placed in the tomb was flesh and bones like everybody else’s, but here is the miracle ,our  body discompose when we die our ancestors bodies decomposed already but Jesus like God said long ago did not rot/decompose in the grave instead He was raised again. For a earthly body to be a heavenly body its like a seed ,we are first alive in earthly bodies ,Paul compares our earthly bodies to seeds ,he says for a seed to sprout to life it must first die ,similarly our earthly bodies must first die then be sowed(buried) into the ground ,thereafter the seed will grow later into its proper body, NB the seed doesn’t disappear but the plant that we see(the heavenly body) was actually that little seed(earthly body),this simply imply that this body of ours cannot poses immortality unless it dies first (or of cause are still alive during the second coming then in that case will be changed in a blink of an eye),then emerge a more beautiful ,powerful body, the body with flesh and bones but can go throw walls , disappear before the sight of men ,though not a ghost ,can eat fish and chips ,remembers ghost can’t eat ,but this is how an immortal men is like its safe to say it’s a spiritual body “when buried it’s a physical body when raised it’s a spiritual body” NB ‘it’ we speaking one thing the same body. Imagine your body and the body of someone who has died and rose, both stand on the road and two cars come approaching this two living bodies, can you imagine what will happen to these two bodies. The resurrected body will remain standing, the car(earthly) material will not destroy it nor harm it for its immortal it will not be damaged what so ever, but the earthly body that has not tasted first death will be torn into pieces ,use the same imagination to explain why the body of Christ could go through walls. That because the thing of this world can never bring harm to the spiritual body. Thus I believe the term spiritual body is a term to describe the state of the resurrected body, Jesus said when asked how resurrection will be like “all will be like angels” .remember in ancient times angels used to come to earth, in many occasion in the old testament we see angels as men like us, at Sodom and the one that wrestled with Jacob, these were men with flesh and bones but they were angels from God or from Heavens. My point here is this two bodies are in fact the same but differs in that the other body is weak and mortal, the other its powerful and immortal, the other can be restricted by the barriers of this world, men made barriers, but the other cannot, it can go anywhere anytime, thus the abilities given to this two bodies differs .obviously we cannot expect the heavenly to have same abilities as the earthly.

“Feel me you will know, for a ghost doesn’t have flesh and bones, as you can see I have”

I hope am reaching my aim which is to show that these two bodies in terms of appearance don’t differ at all but it’s their strength and abilities that differs significantly.
Lets go back to creation ‘God created man in his own image’ the man He made was not different from the angels they both looked like God, however this man’s flesh and bones was made of soil, the flesh and bones of angels we not told how they were made (above I told this angel when they came here on earth they had flesh and bones, they looked like mortal men but they were angels), Adam was given strength and made powerful to live forever. Later he sinned and that strength and power was taken from him so his flesh and bones died.  But for God so loved the world he send Jesus whom was also made with the same flesh and bones as Adam, by the sins of mankind his flesh and bones also died just like Adams, but those of Jesus was re-given strength and power to live for ever again as a sign that all those who believe in the Father through the Son Lord Jesus will also obtain everlasting life as was initially intended.

The revelation I’m getting as I’m writing this piece is that angels and men were the same at the begin or rather the wasn’t meant to be a difference between angels and men ,only that the  one will live in heaven and called angel and the other will live on earth and called men . To test the trueness in this I suggest you examine closely the events of angels visit on earth especially found in the Old Testament. It is revealed to me that angels have flesh and bones as men do. It is revealed to me that the difference is the strength, power or abilities and glory that belong to each.
If my revelation is correct and if you examine the scriptures and find this to be true then who can argue about Jesus statement above “feels me…”
For easy reference we shall call the flesh and bones of those on earth ‘physical bodies’ for earth is tangible we can see it with our naked eyes and touch its properties thus term Physical, those in heaven or in the spirit realm shall be called ‘spiritual bodies’, spirit because heaven is intangible to earthly being, for a spirit cannot be seen unless it wants to be seen or instructed (by God I believe) to be seen thus the term Spiritual.

I receive a revelation that indeed if a spiritual being is on earth it can be seen by those on earth or with Physical bodies, remember those who rose when Jesus was crucified was seen by everybody in Jerusalem and could tell that those people had lived on earth before, Jesus was seen by his Disciples on many occasions until he was lifted to Heaven, he spoke to Paul from heaven thus Paul didn’t see him. Angels in Old Testament could be seen by earthly beings .so yes heavenly beings as long on earth can be seen by men. Remember God spoke to Moses faces to faces and to Adam too, Adam on one occasion hid from him when he heard his footsteps, from this, one conclude that they used to hold casual conversations.

This is the way I make sense of the scriptures for I believe resurrection is real and all that was prophesied by the messiah shall indeed come to pass. When I write about a biblical matter I’m not claiming superior powers, I’m just simply showing my interest and enthusiasm in Christianity and because I received the Holy Spirit, I believe it’s by its power that I write .

“When I say I am a Christian” 

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not shouting “I’m clean livin’.”
I’m whispering “I was lost,
Now I’m found and forgiven.”

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I don’t speak of this with pride.
I’m confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not trying to be strong.
I’m professing that I’m weak
And need His strength to carry on.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not bragging of success.
I’m admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not holier than thou,
I’m just a simple sinner
Who received God’s good grace, somehow!

Another poem by Maya angelou

Mandela day 2012: A child touched my Spirit

It’s those beautiful wide smiles, the innocent genuine gestures that will make me go back. They seemed not to care who we were but they just saw visitors who were happy to be with them, they didn’t care about our Job positions, our powers at work or our social status nor even interested in the motive of our visit. They just saw caring individuals with lots of love. Even if any of us had a different motive or was forced to be there, I believe for a moment that vanished but instead enjoyed every moment.

You got to love their vibrant unique personalities; they make one realize how different we all are. As I kneeled down to draw with some of them, they got so comfortable with me so quickly that it reminded me how hard it can be sometimes to just introduce yourself to a stranger, but they did it with such  ease. I drew some pictures of cars, houses and flowers on piece of paper and instructed them to colour the pictures inside, others understood immediately other took time to digest my instructions, it made me appreciate the work of crèche teachers. The other boy was so small than the others in one table but his intellect was amazing, he was like the mature one amongst them, when one child was having problem answering a question, he would jump in and say ‘his name is kgothatso’, so we would move on with our conversation. He seemed so calm and quite, and he was the first one to finish my assignment successfully. A cliché rang in my mind; don’t judge a book by its cover. I moved to the next table the was one boy who had an interesting personality, he was the loud one in the group, sure of himself even checking if others were doing the correct thing while falling behind with his own colouring and the was this little mistress who looked so tidy, the first question she asked me was when are we going to eat, and I said only when you have finished the colouring and a few minutes later I was hearing, ‘I’m done, I’m done’. Luckily for me it was already lunchtime by then or I would have been a dead man. I would fill many pages just explaining my wonderful experience with the little ones. These kids had tolerance, they understood each other’s short comings, and they were happy. Personally I didn’t see anything wrong with them, what was wrong was the environment they were in, but it gave me peace to see the joy in their eyes. I believe they don’t even think of themselves as poor, which too eased my mind.

 My colleagues went about saying how poor the people of the area were, asking themselves why does people living in such poverty having so many kids and making jokes about how the only source of fun for them was sex. It saddened me to hear people judging others, and making their own conclusions about people’s lives. I believe if it was a choice nobody could have chosen to be poor and nobody could have wished for his kids to live in poverty stricken environment. But I believe every mother love her kids and would go out of her way every day and make plans to see to it that her child doesn’t go to bed with an empty stomach. I believe every parent would like to see her little angel prosper and successful one day.

Where do we get the nerve to judge the poor? If we could just take a few step back into the past will see how our grandparents struggled so we can be where we are today, especially us black people. If my grandmother didn’t wake up every day at four o’clock in the morning to catch a bus to Lichtenburg to work in a kitchen of some white women, I wouldn’t have graduated from university today. She swallowed her pride and made sure her last born, who was fortunate to be born in an era that allowed a black person better education, to concentrate on her studies and not worry herself about where will the next plate of food come from. I would just imagine what the gods; people who judge, of those days said about my family. But because of a parent’s love, my mother got her nursing degree and she’s now a successful career woman. Oh and thank to the powers above my grandmother lives to see the success stories of her family.

Now same thing about the parents at Rooigrond, we know nothing about where they come from. We shouldn’t even begin to neither assume nor judge. But rather remain hopeful that God will answer their prayers and do what we can to help, especially those innocent souls.

I will surely go back one day and help where I can if a Good Samaritan won’t overtake me. I would help plant the lawn, install playing equipment such as swings, etc. Make everything possible to make the crèche a pleasant place for my little brothers and sisters.  Oh God help me that I can afford to do greater things for those inspiring souls ,not just at Rooigrond but everywhere I come across a child in need.

I hope that this is not my aspiration alone but that This Generation will just be as eager and inspired to help the less fortunate.

My soul is alright with me

Through the journey of life I have learned that we don’t control life, all we can do is dream, do our best possible to attain them, but whether it will happen according to our plan is totally out  of our will. So we are to be prepared always of the eventual outcome and learn to accept them so we can live this life to the fullest with little or no regrets. Lets always stay cheerful even when the are those who take joy in seeing others suffer, who make it their mandate to see others not progressing in life so to feel good about themselves. Let’s lift our head high, posture out and wear those beautiful smiles even when fate seems to be against us. For we understand that as long as we still have the ability to use our brain, our hands and our voice we shall turn this situation around. It might take longer than we wish but we have confidence that we will eventually prosper. Meanwhile we should not give up the habit of laughing, of looking good and speaking our minds out, the little joys of this life shouldn’t pass us by, if they do we will have no one to blame but ourselves.

Lets first heal the pains of the past; healing comes from forgiveness, let’s make it a point that we constantly forgive and so doing we’ll have no excuse to be unhappy. It's anger and bitterness that made many people miss the opportunity to living a fulfilled life. We are not to hold on to the mishaps of this life. It's human nature to get upset now and then, but the recipe is, not to be angry for a long time. ‘Wake up call’, time wait for no man.

At the moment we might feel that we missed out on life, that we took time to be at peace with our soul however we should see it as a past period of discovery and let the joyful memories of that time to comfort us. The pains should be remembered as piles of rocks that we had to encounter in order to get to the top. Now we are at the top of the hill and the stones don’t matter anymore, we should just look down and see how far we have come and take pride in the fact that we are strong beings and didn’t give up in the journey of life. Some decided it was too hard for them to bear and committed suicide as a way out but we held on, I’m not saying they were cowards; it will be unfair of me to judge.

However let us rejoice about our will power and use that to carry us forward.

Our father of the nation Tata Nelson Mandela dedicated his life to serving this nation, lets join the rest of the world to commemorate his legacy. Many children grow up without the love of their parents. Now lets make it our responsibility that they too may have a memory to look back to and one day tell the tales that life wasn’t all bad ,to testify that humanity still exist. I believe it can’t be easy for them so lets make them realize the simple joys of life. You need not spend a fortunate just dedicate your time and make the little ones smile, it will be enough.

                               Our Strength

You may write me down in history 

With your bitter, twisted lies, 

You may trod me in the very dirt 

But still, like dust, 

I'll rise. 

 Does my sassiness upset you? 

Why are you beset with gloom? 

'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells 

Pumping in my living room. 

 Just like moons and like suns, 

With the certainty of tides, 

Just like hopes springing high, 

Still I'll rise. 

 Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes? 

Shoulders falling down like teardrops, 

Weakened by my soulful cries? 

 Does my haughtiness offend you?

 Don't you take it awful hard 

'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines

 Diggin' in my own backyard. 

 You may shoot me with your words, 

You may cut me with your eyes, 

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

 But still, like air, I'll rise.

 Does my sexiness upset you? 

Does it come as a surprise 

That I dance like I've got diamonds 

At the meeting of my thighs? 

 Out of the huts of history's shame 

I rise 

Up from a past that's rooted in pain 

I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, 

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. 

 Leaving behind nights of terror and fear 

I rise 

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

 I rise 

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, 

I am the dream and the hope of the slave. 

I rise I rise I rise.

By Maya Angelou (not original title)

Our Struggle – Part 1

This generation too has its own struggle that it is facing. Our struggle is different from that of the previous generation; they fought the enemy that was visible to them. They took to the street and charged someone with responsibility. The white apartheid government was responsible for the oppression of people with colour. Today who is responsible for homophobic attacks, who is responsible for children trafficking, who’s responsible for fathers and relatives raping and killing the innocents children, for the hijacking, burglary, xenophobia, the list is endless. The truth is there is no physical instution, at least I don’t know of any, where then can we take our mandate of grievances?

The atheist will say we are shifting responsibility if we say the is a spiritual institution that is corrupting our society, they will say we are wrong to blame it all on satan. But our statement is that there is a spiritual realm above our strength that we don’t have power over. In fact Christianity teaches of two spiritual kingdoms that are in charge, the other is the kingdom of darkness that is oppressing This Generation, the other is the kingdom of light that frees.

We cannot shift the blame, correct, because this two kingdoms obliges no one to submit, it is left to our own discretion to choose where we submit ourselves. This Generation should make its own choices, most youth have unconsciously have submerged to the Kingdom of Darkness, this is clear by their deeds .but we refuse to all be victims but we are to deliver our fellow brothers and sisters. We can only show them that there is a kingdom that saves, that frees and promise fruitful gains, it up to them to come under the rule of our kingdom.

We believe we are the creation of the Most high. He gave us this life as a gift, and a gift should bring happiness and that’s how we intend to live this life; with the utmost joy. This other force in the world has no power over He who is in us. It’s through Him that we manage to smile in the mist of sorrow and pain.

Now we stand with our brothers and sisters in Northern Cape who are taking to the streets to say one death of a human being because of his sexual orientation is one too many, to say no one have the right to take the life of another human. To say it’s inhumane to voice your opinion in such an evil manner. Thapelo Makutle we may not know him in person but from what we have read he lived his short life with pride and happiness. May his soul sleep in peace. Now lets hope the planned match will raise awareness about homophobic attacks and will change the mind set of the people of that province, if it can just change one individual ,then will be one step closer to our victory.

Our Statement

"In the beginning the Word already existed; the Word was with God, and the Word was God. From the very beginning the Word was with God. Through him God made all things; not one thing in all creation was made without him" John 1 v 1-3 (GN)

This begins to emphasize the power there is in a word. So it is through the power of words that we are to change the mind set of this generation and that we are to re-generate its morals. This generation will solve its own problems for we understand what make us fall and what will make us rise. We celebrate our diversity, we tolerate what doesn't cause pain, we love all creation and acknowledge that its mysteries belongs to the power above our own strength, we take it upon our shoulders to rid all evil corrupting the beauty of this creation by power of Word and Prayer.

So we unite despite our differences for this common purpose.

This Blog will challenge the current social status of our youth
Act as a voice for the vulnerable minority discriminated against for their sexual orientation
Reconcile our religions with our sexuality
See to it that the principles of our Lord and his ideal Christianity is upheld

We shall live to see a peaceful, tolerant and conducive society for This Generation, where everybody will be eager to live another day, where all we see life as a gift not as a burden and celebrate life with enthusiasm.