Sinazo by Amanda Black

 Intliziyo

Iyophuka
I wonder ubuzophelela phi, ubuzophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder besizophelela phi, besizophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder ubuzophelela phi, ubuzophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder besizophelela phi, besizophelela phi, if ubusaphila

Would you be a dreamer
Would you be a realist
Uhambe too soon, I wouldn't know
I think you would be a dreamer
Would you be a victim
Would you be a fighter
Would you be a lover
Would you be a hater
I don't know – they took you too soon

Intliziyo
Iyophuka
I wonder ubuzophelela phi, ubuzophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder besizophelela phi, besizophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder ubuzophelela phi, ubuzophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder besizophelela phi, besizophelela phi, if ubusaphila

Ndiyacinga ngawe, every now and then
I miss you, I miss you like crazy
I can't help but think "if you were around would we be friends still"
If you were around would we be friends forever

Intliziyo
Iyophuka
I wonder ubuzophelela phi, ubuzophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder besizophelela phi, besizophelela phi, if ubusaphila

I wonder ubuzophelela phi (Would you be a dreamer)
Ubuzophelela phi
If ubusaphila (Would you be a fighter)
I wonder besizophelela phi, (Would you be a lover)
Besizophelela phi, if ubusaphila

Would you be a dreamer (Intliziyo)
Would you be a fighter
Would you be a lover (Iyophuka)

I wonder ubuzophelela phi, ubuzophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder besizophelela phi, besizophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder ubuzophelela phi, ubuzophelela phi, if ubusaphila
I wonder besizophelela phi, besizophelela phi, if ubusaphila

Nhlamulo is a Tsonga word for response. Not at the level of just an answer to a question but rather an enlightening response to a person’s life’s work. God calls us to live in a specific way and based on what we put in we         receive a God kind of response. It is not just an answer but a dynamic enlightening response. This beyond just the classification of responses to closed or open-ended questions .i.e. A one word response such as a simple Yes or an elaborative mini paragraph type response that achieves  nothing beyond just providing information. The Nhlamulo experience is a God encounter. It’s not just God answering a prayer but even more purposeful – It is God moving us to greater dimensions in the spirit.

 

Not to be confused with what happened thereafter birth.

 

After I lost him – I felt justified to mourn. To separate myself from everyone and everything so I can continue to feel – robbed …

In hindset – I wanted to stay in an ineffective state I finally understood why Christ made that statement: ‘Leave the dead to bury themselves’. I guess it’s because he said a similar statement to me whilst I wanted to be wallowing in sorrow. The succinct instruction was: “GET BACK TO WORK”… This was not an aggressive statement, nor was it a soft pleading-type statement. It was made in Love and after it, I felt compelled to rise up. It was like he was asking who relieved you of your duties or even worse your ministry in its current form. Who said you could stop …worshipping, organizing the service, preaching the word, loving the saints…

After this instruction - I honestly felt a great sense of comfort – more than that a sense of relief. It was an urgent need to GET BACK TO WORK.

 

This is difficult to explain and I must admit – I battled with that instructional verse before. I always thought it was insensitive and downright rude. How do you say to someone that just lost their loved one that they must leave everything and follow you. How do you call a broken man to ministry.

 

Through the #NhlamuloExpereince, I actually realized that work was exactly what I needed to see beyond my current situation. Not to hide behind work or even delay my mourning phase but rather to not swop one for the other. I found that my argument to suspend work because of mourning was actually similar to the argument to suspend mourning because of work – both become a slippery slope if given dominance over each other – resulting in festering wounds. I hope you hear me here and see this as a call to live a balanced life.

 

I most probably would’ve wallowed in pain for longer, most probably until it got familiar. I personally am very observant and have somewhat seen or heard about people who battle the different catastrophes that happen to all of us… It is completely okay to mourn but it is not okay to stay in that state for long. It is okay to pursue ministry, even after being wounded by the death of a loved one – even when that loved one is your son.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Appoint Me, Move Me, Mold Me, Break Me, Make me, Annoint Me…

The 2^nd piece about the #Nhlamulo experience

 Appoint Me,

Move Me,

Mold Me,

Break Me,

Make me,

Annoint Me…

 

Are you sure?

Do you really know what you mean?
Have you thought of the intricacies of being BROKEN
The prerequisite of being MADE is often to be BROKEN

What I now call the #Nhlamulo experience

 In the Mafia, the Don is the one that gets to MAKE people

A “made-man” is thoroughly protected by the families code
He cannot be touched, even when he messes up
He has the right to whack anyone with overdue beef
He is Made!
He has reached the peak
His Completed …by the Don in that case

 

Christ’s only promise to Peter, James & John: “…Follow me and I will MAKE you fishers of men ^{Lk 5:1-11}”

The promise was only fulfilled when He left
Only after His death & resurrection, could they Fish for men
The process of making was complete
They got through being Broken and were now Made

But – Are you Sure? Are you Ready?

 

“What’s the worst that could happen…” #WTWTCH

The 1^st piece about the #Nhlamulo experience

 

Come on…!

What’s the worst that could happen?

Six words, a popular phrase…

One commonly used to encourage action

‘Tata MaChance – Seize the Moment!

It’s your time to Act, to Shine, to Live’

What’s the worst that could happen…

Make that Dough

#BumpTheCheeseUp
From BedRoom to BoardRoom
From the Kitchen to BattleStation

What’s-The-Worst-That-Could-Happen…