When God overruled my spiritual Leaders- My journey into vocational ministry

Many years ago, I did a ministry school. It was a strange setup, now looking back. We all lived in a house for 6 months and I had two roommates. I had the bottom banker bed. The whole set up made me think of a boot camp of some sorts to get you ready for ministry.

Anyway, I am a people’s person and loved to be surrounded by all these different groups of people. But, there was one specific group, I can say it was the Afrikaans group because I am Afrikaans, that was sort of the main click. They hanged together. One night they planned to go to the movies. I was excited as I really wanted to go with. I did not know that it was by invite only, but needless to say I found out it was. How did I find out, they slipped out of the house trying to dodge me. I saw it and let it be.

Over and over in the course of that six months, I was reminded by various people mostly my  Afrikaans classmates, why I was not fit for ministry.  I remember one horrible car ride back from class where the driver, fellow classmate, took it upon himself to explain to me in great detail why I was not fit for ministry.

Oh the questions I had for God. You know how you beg God to remove a desire if it is not His will? I did that for 6 months. Lord, if I am not qualified to be in ministry, then please remove my desire to do so. Over and over I prayed that prayer. At the end of that six months, and after many hours of councilling by my leaders where my mistakes were explained to me as to why it is not a good idea to go into ministry, {I had many mistakes, so I did completely understand why I was not qualified.} on graduation day of this boot camp ministry school, I decided not to go into ministry. I told no-one, went to graduation, smiled my smiles and went home.

I was alone in the house as everyone was out celebrating, I sat down on my bunk bed, the only space that I could be alone, and started to pray to ask God to give me the words to quit the ministry. I needed to tell the people that supported me financially and the staff that I was part of at my home church that I am not fit for ministry. Needless to say, I couldn’t pray. I started crying and did not stop for two hours.

I was absolutely convinced that I am useless. My greatest desire was not for me to be. I will never preach, never prophesy, as a woman I was at least fit to be a wife to my husband and teach now and again in children’s church. I had no-talent. Talentless. {Side note: Now that I am married with Kids, I completely see the value in that, but back then as a single very strong woman, that was the last thing I wanted to hear.}

He came in quietly, with a whisper, He said: ” Linda, you are a ten talent girl, you are gifted and called to bring My word to my people.” Oh man did I cry, He was saying the exact opposite of what people were saying about me, even of what some of my leaders were saying about me! At first, overwhelming I cried like a mad woman. You know when you are so thirsty and had no water for days, and you all of a sudden taste a small drop of water? That overwhelming. This conversation with God was like a waterfall in the middle of a dessert.

Still, today when people hear that I am a leader of a church, they frown. I don’t fit the box. But I fit God’s box.

I don’t need to write this, but I know the thinking of so many who are going to read this: I learned so much the last couple of years and obviously matured into my calling. I grew more confident. { I am still learning } What the people saw back then was an immature, wild fire woman. Instead of allowing the fire to grow and mature, they wanted to shut it down. Now if I listened to the Afrikaans group, I would have missed my husband. He is my greatest prize and my biggest support { and Afrikaans 😉 }. If I listened to human reasoning about my calling, I would have missed out on my kids. They are immeasurable treasures. If I did listen to my leaders, there would have been many people who still today would have been stuck in their circumstances.

I once prophesied over a beggar on the streets of Harare and my word impacted him so much that he picked himself up, walked into the nearest school and today he has a doctorate. How do I know this? His testimony came back to me in the strangest possible way. I thank the living God for this. Every day, He encourages me in being the woman who He has called me to be. He allows me to hear what I pray for, to see what I prophesy.

Three years ago I was standing in worship in church when I received a word from God that Overberg will not experience drought. And that this region will have one of the best harvest times. I prophesied it from the front the church and it came to pass. I have received a photo from someone of the Landbou Weekblad with that exact heading. : Overberg not experiencing drought in the middle of a drought-stricken Western Cape and had an excellent harvest. Our farmers of this region sponsored water to Cape Town. PRAISE HIS NAME!

I am teaching people on how to hear God’s voice. It humbles me when they finally click that they can hear His voice. The other night at Bible school, a lady that never thought she can hear His voice, actually gave a prophetic word! She was dancing with joy and excitement! This blesses me so much!

These testimonies humble me. If I had listened to the people, I would have not experienced the greatest reward, and that is Him and all His glory. I do make mistakes. But He does not. My soul purpose in this life is to bring Praise to Him.

Now please understand, and this disclaimer I need to write as well, once again because of the thinking of so many people. Leaders are not evil. They are a blessing from God. But He is your ultimate source. It His words that sustain you, you obey Him and honour your leaders.

You are more than what you think. You are more than your circumstances. You are immeasurable.

Signing off now,

Yours sincerely

The unlikely { Woman} pastor.

ps, when I speak of ministry in this post I refer to vocational ministry. We are all doing the works of the ministry as Christians.


How I deal with disappointment​.

Rom 14:17 NKJV – 17 for the kingdom of God is not eating and drinking, but righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit.

I have gone in my life through many, many, many trials. I have known sickness, pain and the fear of death. Yet one of the most difficult things for me to grasp is a betrayal. I am of nature a very loyal person, willing to walk the extra mile without someone even asking.

I do not know where I learned this, but I am in love with people and it has become easy for me over the years to really seek the gold in people. One of the most beautiful prophetic words I have received numerous times is how easy it is for me to get along with all walks of life.  I am committed to relationships. When say I will pray, I pray.

In the beginning years this was done to please people, but over time, I started to catch on to the heart of Jesus. Stoffel, my husband, said this to me just two days ago, Linda, you understand the heart of the Father with regards to relationships. You understand the value that God has placed on it.

So when betrayal comes, it has the potential to wreck me. And betrayal did come.

Now, this is where I once again stand amazed at my Jesus. He warned me beforehand, gave me the exit strategy and so many people of wisdom to surround me at the exact moment it happened. Did it make it easier? In a way yes, but because my heart is so incredibly for relationships and that I just want to believe the good of people, I overthink the situation and then I can feel my heart go heavy.

But here is the nugget that I want to share.

So many times we want to understand why bad stuff happens. Why do people hate, why do people kill, why do people betray? The answer is easy and something we don’t want to believe, it is because of sin. In my opinion, the most major sin that causes the most destruction in our western world is selfishness. Serving self.

Let’s face it, you only serve self because you don’t trust God.

And here is the shocker, the most Christian Christian also struggle with selfishness. And it is those Christian brothers’ whose betrayal is the worst.

Get the picture?

But that is not what I want to share. How do you get out of it?

Forgiveness is definitely a key.

I said to my husband the other day this journey that we are now on, is teaching me one thing. To forgive and the to go one step further and to bless. This is incredibly difficult but a God solution.

But there is more.

You see, the other day I asked Jesus why do we as  His children struggle so much? He then gave me 1 Corinthians 14, not 13 the one about love, but 14 the one about the gifts of the Holy Spirit. “For one week, operate in these gifts and you will see how your perspective change. ” He said.

I did for one day and man, how much did peace and a sound mind came into my life.

The key to getting over betrayal and many many disappointments in this life is to live in the Holy Spirit.

Not to just access the Holy Spirit’s power when we need it or want to impress someone, but to live there. Because what is the Kingdom of God? It is righteousness, peace and joy in the Holy Spirit.

In this week, I was disappointed again, instead of going absolutely ape, I decided to walk right back into His presence. I worshipped Him, soaked in His presence, spoke in tongues and before I knew it, peace came back.


That is where the Grace is at, in His Presence.




As ‘n mamma haar ruggie reguit maak.

Kyk, daar is min dinge in die wêreld wat die beskermings woede van ‘n mens laat uitbring wanneer iemand ‘n ma se kind kritiseer. Jy kan hoe sag en nederig wees maar word daar aan jou bloedjie gevat word,sukkel jy baie om nie in ‘n absolute tiran te verander nie.

Ek is nie veel anders nie.

Ek lê gisteraand middernag in die bed met ‘n baba wat my skop in my gesig want die jonge dame sny tande en is so moeilik dat mens met haar kan toor, en dink wraggies hoe lief ek my kinders het. Tot tien tel help nie meer vir die geduld nie, tot ‘n duisend dalk, maar ek sal hulle vir niks verruil nie.

Mens leer jou kind vanaf geboorte ken en so leer jy ook sy swak punte en sterk punte. En nou met nommer twee by kan ek glad nie verstaan hoekom mens enigsins wil kompeteer met iemand anders se kind nie. Elke kind is uniek anders dat mens nie eers nastenby kan kompeteer nie. Ja, jy dink dalk jy kompeteer nie, maar dink hoe vinnig probeer jy jou baba ‘n nuwe “skill” aan leer as jy sien ‘n ander baba van dieselfde ouderdom kan dit al doen.

Ek is te veel van ‘n nar in my kop om regtig om te gee as my kind ‘n “tantrum” gooi in die publiek. Dis vir my meer snaaks as vernederend. Ek weet mense kyk my aan terwyl my seuntjie ‘n “melt down” het in die nuwe “mall” want die teels is lawa en ek loop op die lawa sonder om hom op te tel. Maar ek gee regtig nie om nie totdat iemand wyser  { en iemand vir wie ek van geen kant af ken nie }as ek kom en my kom vertel wat ek moet doen met my kind… Dan verander die humor lag in ‘n “death stare” van ‘n draak en wens ek die lawa waarop ek so ergeloos loop tot my kind se skok, brand bietjie jou voete.

Reël nommer een om te voorkom dat mamma se ruggie nie reguit trek nie:

As jy haar nie ken nie, moenie kom raad gee nie. As jy haar ken en sy vra nie vir raad nie, moenie raad gee nie. As jy haar ken en sy vra vir raad, lag en sê kinders darem. Eers na sy vir die derde keer ernstig vra, gee raad uit jou eie perspektief met jou eie kinders…. Moet om hemels naam nie haar kind beledig nie.

Reël nommer twee.

[Vreemdelinge]Moet  asseblief nie ‘n  baba of kind soen as jy nie familie of vriende van die kind is nie. Ons ken jou nie. Dis nie reg nie en ons probeer ons kinders leer om nie vreemdelinge te vertrou nie. Vandag is nie meer soos jou dag nie, daar is wrede mense daar buite wat lyk nes enige normale mens.

Reël nommer drie

Moet assblief nie die baba waentjie se doek op lig om te kyk hoe lyk die baba nie. Die doek is daar want die baba slaap. Los die baba om te slaap.

Reël nommer vier

As jy wil help, bring kos en los dit by die voordeur. Moenie die klokkie lui nie, my hond dink dis ‘n sirene wat afgaan en dan neem hy deel aan die orkes in sy kop. Dis ‘n sirkus.

Reël nommer vyf

Kinders wat moeg, skaam, oorweldig en bang is gaan nie vriendelik wees nie. Moenie begin karring nie. Los hulle. Ons karring nie aan jou nie.

Reël nommer ses

Kinders is ook mense. Respekteer dit.

Baie groete

‘n ontspanne ruggie mamma



I love your children perfectly. – Pappa God



It has been such a long time since I posted a blog post. I have written quite a few but halfway through I lost my peace about it and never posted it.

This year is almost over and I am looking back at what has happened. We have added a beautiful baby girl to our family. She is such a delight. My children truly are a blessing in my life. I adore them and am so honoured to be their mom. It is through them that I have learned the value of grace. One night, while I was putting Carla down to sleep, my thoughts were running around concerning David. He has been diagnosed with Sensory processing disorder {SPD} and like any other mom, this broke my heart. We want them to go through life without any trials and challenges. Yet, we all know this is not possible.

As I was thinking about him, I started to look at what I did wrong, I hoped that he would never think of himself any less than he is valued as he is incredibly valuable. Although just through my life story, I knew somewhere along the path, the enemy will try his luck with my kids. I felt helpless in protecting them. My thoughts really started to scare me, when I heard a gentle voice:

“You just love them, Linda, and I will love them perfectly.”

This is what I learned the last two years of my life with God, His faithfulness is my shield and rampart. His faithfulness is my children’s shield and rampart. His faithfulness is my husband’s shield and rampart. I cannot help to feel the incredible love of God. I have learned that the essence of this love is Him. His love empowers, protects, celebrates and is victorious. His love lifts my weary head, His love covers a multitude of sins.

I stand amazed. I am undone. When I worship Him I cannot but just enjoy Him. He refreshes me and strengthens me.

I want to leave you with Psalm 91. May you know that you know that He is GOOD and so for you. He has your back and have faced death and conquered it, for you. And even if it was only you on this earth, He still would have done it. His love has no end.


[Psa 91:1-16 NIV] 1 Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. 2 I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.” 3 Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. 4 He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. 5 You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, 6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. 7 A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you. 8 You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked. 9 If you say, “The LORD is my refuge,” and you make the Most High your dwelling, 10 no harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent. 11 For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; 12 they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. 13 You will tread on the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent. 14 “Because he loves me,” says the LORD, “I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. 15 He will call on me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him. 16 With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.”



Come to Me for My yoke is easy, My burden is light..

Well, what. a. season.

So many stories, so many turn offs.One beautiful daughter added to our family and here I am, two weeks of maternity leave left.

I am going to keep this post short for only one reason, I want you to pray.

I can hear God’s voice.  So many testimonies have confirmed this. I can keep you busy. This is not something to boast about as if it is a special super power, but it is something to boast about as I am His and because we have a love relationship, He speaks and I have learned to listen.  I boast about His love. Because really, have you tasted it? This GOD! Mannnnn! Indescribable! You are His child and He is speaking to you in so many ways!

About three weeks ago, we went to attend a service of our dear friends in Cape Town at Journey of Grace. When I walked in, I started to cry. I walked into a home that  I felt safe in. I felt Him and wanted to stay there forever. As I stood in worship, I felt one thing that I have felt back at the It’s Time event. God longs to speak to His children. He asked me to teach His children on how to hear His voice. On that Sunday three weeks ago, He confirmed it again and here I am, ready.

I am going to start a group on hearing God’s voice.  It will be 4 weeks long and I will help you through each step just as I have learned and still learn.

When: 14 September 2017 { Every second Thursday }

Time : 10:00

Place: My house in Onrus

Pop me mail to say if you want to come and I will confirm address and what you need to bring!

So looking forward to this!

Be blessed!

Raffle Linda Fourie


The post that will make no sense unless you know His Love.

17 days.

Then she is here. Carla, my little girl. Her name means strength and that she is. Her “home” at this moment is my David’s favourite seat. He can’t wait to get home from school and climb up his whale of a mum to come and sit on his “throne”, her home. King David ruling from above. But she doesn’t only accept it just like that. I then become a punching bag from within as she tries to get him off.

A couple of weeks ago I had a strong urgency for close friends to pray over Carla. I asked a couple of close warriors to please pray for me and my girl.

Then it happened:

It was 3 in the morning, and I woke up because my heart was beating very very fast, my body was on fire and Carla was going crazy in my tummy. Fear gripped me and I had to really focus to calm down. I kept on declaring His peace. I was scared for her. I could feel her fighting my body and the attack on it. After 20 minutes of struggling to breathe, erratic heart beat and a hot flush that I do not wish for anyone to experience, my body went back to normal. All was calm again. The reality hit me. I am not doing well under this pressure.

I started to cry, with tears streaming down my face I cried out to God. I was angry and disappointed.

Then He spoke loud and clear: ” Stand up and come and worship Me.”

3:30 I went into our family prayer room and I worshipped my God.

Because Worship is connection.

I needed to be connected to the Source of life again. I had to feel Him, He is my Shephard.

In the early morning hours, I was filling my soul with the One that has been singing over my life. As He gave, I returned it in worship. Allowing Him to be my God. To be my protector, my salvation, my reason.

I breathed Him in, I filled my being with Him.  And gave Him all the love and adoration I had for this God. He has been there from the beginning of time. It is He who has the final say and He that is victorious.

No weapon formed against me shall prosper because of Him.

My connection with Him causes a connection with my { Spiritual and natural } family. I belong.

After about an hour, I walked out of my prayer room and His presence was everywhere.

My little boy was sick but the next morning, when he woke up he was perfectly fine.

God my redeemer was in my home during a very dark hour of my life.

The God who first Loved us.


adam Cappa


I met a king and queen.

I always wondered what it would be like to meet a real king and queen. I recently watched Cinderella, the grown-up version, with my son. In the movie, Ella met Prince Kid and did not recognise him. He was very much impressed with this, obviously because people normally know who he is, all for self-gain. But not Ella.

Today the “important” people in our world make themselves known by various ways: their entourage of cars and bodyguards, their self-made palaces and by their titles. Just think of the Joco advertisement of the man who is losing his temper with a flight attendant, starting his threats with: “Do you know who I am?” Her response was classic: ” Sorry sir, I had no idea. ” And then she proceeds to make an announcement over the intercom that if someone lost a gentleman, he is standing with her.

We want people to know we are important and that we count so we proceed to explain ourselves. We define ourselves with our words and actions daily, desperate for the world to recognise us. ” I am important, I count!” is what we shout day in and day out. We use threats, intimidation, connections, money, title, social standing, religious convictions, our looks and even our children to say: ” Do you know who I am?”

This past weekend I met a king and queen, and I knew it immediately. Not because of their entourage or titles, nor by their dress code but because of their presence. They were not “puffed up”. I was shooting a wedding and they were part of the guests, but when I spotted them in the crowd, I was immediately drawn to them. They sat in the back, no arrogance, chatting softly with each other. At the end of the service, they were called by the pastor to come and pray for the couple, and then it all made sense. I saw their spirit man. I saw who they are in Christ. They successfully allowed His truth to penetrate the world around them through them. They carry Him. They carry His authority, His mantle and His Presence. I saw the King of Heaven and earth in them, without them ever saying a word.

That impressed me and humbled me.

Last night Stoffel and I spoke about what I want to do with my life. I always have a new business idea running through my mind. After talking for about ten minutes, explaining what I want to do, I stopped mid-sentence when a realisation hit me. I want to preach the gospel. You see, the Gospel, the message of the cross, transformed both my husband and I. At this moment, I am going through the bible with a group of women, teaching the gospel and after every hour, I just realise again: We are only touching the tip of the iceberg. I walk away from those meetings, fully satisfied but hungry for so much more. There is power in His name and I still only see it partially. I have walked many roads, attended many self-love courses, read many books but nothing matches His truth:

The King of the Universe exchanged His life for mine, He made me worthy to say to the mountain: ” Pick yourself up and throw yourself in the ocean.” All authority in Heaven and Earth has been given to Him and He gave it to me. He made me righteous, without blame, spotless, a priest, a king, a ruler and a servant. I am clothed with power and humility and Love is my oxygen. I am fully alive, fully satisfied because of Him, yet I yearn to know more of Him.

This weekend, watching that couple, I realised one thing: if I believe the above about Jesus with faith as small as a mustard seed, no words are needed to make the lost aware of the King of Kings. Your life will testify of Him through your worship. Nations will be drawn to Him, through you.

I was in the presence of a King and a Queen this weekend, and their revelation of Him changed my thinking. Now that is powerful.


Our perspective on Reality

Due to being pregnant, I wake every morning right before the sun rises. I then just lay in silence and think firstly what day it is and then I chat to God.

I spoke a lot about 2016 and how that year changed me. Again, reading this, you may have your own opinions on what that meant. But this morning I thought about it, my perspective changed drastically. My perspective did not change about my life but about God. I saw Him.

And oh my word, I cannot express what I see. This is not a weak GOD! So every morning I meditate on who He is. I listen and I pray and through the day I try and stay connected. I am so alive because of this magnificent God. This morning while driving to school, I burst out in tears just because of His Goodness. I cannot express enough on how Good He is.

The thing is, He was all these things since the beginning of eternity but we did not see it because we were caught up on our own perspective of Him. We made our minds up on how old-school He is, how traditional, how strict, judgmental and so much more, but here is a question: Have you asked Him who He is?

Recently I heard another gossip story about me. {Yes, another} I found it so ironic that people have the time to gossip about me and the things they say is really so far fetched. All I do day in and day out is work and be a mum. According to the things I hear, I do much more than that. Well, according to this story I am just short of a witch. 🙂 I say this with a smile on my face. Why do these stories not phase me anymore? Because specifically, this lady that is spreading these lies doesn’t know me. She doesn’t even have my phone number, she is a co-worker in my industry and somehow I came on her radar.

This is the same with God. Why does the world listen to those who do not know God about God? The Bible is extremely strict about this. You judge a tree by its fruit. If a Christian comes across judgemental, and his/her life is a life that you do not want to live, then I can say that this Christian doesn’t know God yet. Bold statement? Yes, because I was there, I had opinions about stuff that I today I will never say it. By this, I am not saying we do not make mistakes, but we do take it seriously when we do. As I journeyed through life, I became less aware of myself and what I know and more aware of Him. Believe me, if you see God, you will walk with a holy fear of God that will keep you filled with love and full of honour. Man, His goodness quiets you.

I have so much respect for my husband in this regard. When he speaks about God I listen, his life testifies of God. When I am upset with him, he immediately comes to restore, doesn’t matter whether I was wrong. I am his goal and his relationship with me is far more important than being right. Now that sounds Godly. He doesn’t walk around all puffed up and say: “woman, submit.”

My biggest wish is that people, pastors, Christians and unbelievers will allow God to be God. We so easily decide for the other person. Let God be God and allow Him to show you Who He is. I promise you, like me when you see Him, you will fall flat on your face and not stop worshipping Him. Not because He requires it, but because you won’t be able to stop it. He is beautiful!

But at the same time, as Paul says, some preach Christ for own gain and others preach Christ out of sincerity, either way, the gospel is being preached. God is not limited to the wrong perspectives of Christians about Him. He is above it.

My prayer is that you will get to know Him, unedited!

You and your calling

This morning my little boy woke up all very joyful. He was playing hide and seek, helping his dad getting dress and full of cuddles. But in a matter of twenty minutes, this sunshine child had a thundercloud hovering over his head. Apparently, this behaviour is very normal for his age group, but to his dumbstruck parents, we were at a lost for words. Why did this child go from mr. I love you to mr. I don’t like you in a matter of minutes?

As he was screaming his head off on Stoffel’s lap I went through the process of illumination, I offered food, it got smacked out of my hand, I offered his favourite soft toy, Leeu,he got thrown right across the room. Bottle, nope. Dummy, nope { was a surpise} then I remembered, we always show him some cartoons, while I make breakfast and his dad finish getting ready for work. So I put on good old faithful Mickey Mouse and the kid went from screaming to giggling in a matter of minutes.

And on we went as normal.

I was sitting with him waving goodbye to his dad with Mickey and Pluto still playing when I heard another fit of giggles. I looked at my boy, but he was still waving tata to his dad, completely lost interest in Mickey. I hurt the giggling again, then I heard God say: ” Is it not absolutely marvellous how Walt Disney could make his imagination tangible? I gave him that imagination and he used it as a gift to others. “{This morning Mickey was a gift.}

God loved how Walt used his talents to bless. Yes, he made a lot of money through it, but I think we all should realise that the currency money is just a reflection of your day’s work. Your time is valuable.Walt took his precious gifting and made something valuable with it. Obviously, it will cost something!

This made me think. God loves it when we take our talents and let it work for us. God loves us to work. We all know that very well known parable:

Matthew 25:14-28 NKJV – 14 “For the kingdom of heaven is like a man travelling to a far country, who called his own servants and delivered his goods to them. 15 “And to one he gave five talents, to another two, and to another one, to each according to his own ability; and immediately he went on a journey. 16 “Then he who had received the five talents went and traded with them, and made another five talents. 17 “And likewise he who had received two gained two more also. 18 “But he who had received one went and dug in the ground, and hid his lord’s money. 19 “After a long time the lord of those servants came and settled accounts with them. 20 “So he who had received five talents came and brought five other talents, saying, ‘Lord, you delivered to me five talents; look, I have gained five more talents besides them.’ 21 “His lord said to him, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant; you were faithful over a few things, I will make you ruler over many things. Enter into the joy of your lord.’ 22 “He also who had received two talents came and said, ‘Lord, you delivered to me two talents; look, I have gained two more talents besides them.’ 23 “His lord said to him, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant; you have been faithful over a few things, I will make you ruler over many things. Enter into the joy of your lord.’ 24 “Then he who had received the one talent came and said, ‘Lord, I knew you to be a hard man, reaping where you have not sown, and gathering where you have not scattered seed. 25 ‘And I was afraid, and went and hid your talent in the ground. Look, there you have what is yours.’ 26 “But his lord answered and said to him, ‘You wicked and lazy servant, you knew that I reap where I have not sown, and gather where I have not scattered seed. 27 ‘So you ought to have deposited my money with the bankers, and at my coming, I would have received back my own with interest. 28 ‘Therefore take the talent from him, and give it to him who has ten talents.

But even more so, the blessing for us is when we recognise someone else’s talent and add value to it accordingly.

Luke 10:7 NKJV – 7 “And remain in the same house, eating and drinking such things as they give, for the labourer is worthy of his wages. Do not go from house to house.

1 Timothy 5:18 NKJV – 18 For the Scripture says, “You shall not muzzle an ox while it treads out the grain,” and, “The labourer is worthy of his wages.”

Jeremiah 22:13 NKJV – 13 “Woe to him who builds his house by unrighteousness And his chambers by injustice, Who uses his neighbour‘s service without wages And gives him nothing for his work,

Jesus had said that it is more bless to give than to receive. I am fully for this principle when it comes to me as a boss. I only have a couple of people working for me, but I train them well, develop their skill and I pay well. I go even further to trust God with them for that extra. Every month I trust God for extra in my income to give it away, and ever since I started doing this, my business is booming. I give, not to receive, but to be like this master of the talents, to see how what I give develops, to create even more wealth for the people under me.

I dislike it when my friends do something in their trade for me for free, I never ask for a discount, if I can’t afford what I want, I do not buy it. { This being said, I have one specific friend that I fight with about her offering her services for free, I leave money on her desk and when I later open my handbag, she sneaked the money back into my handbag. This is her way to bless so I accept it.} I am sold out to honouring the skill and talents of my community just as God honours my giftings.

And I am incredibly blessed. This principle has set me free from performance and strive in my business. This is peace and trust in His provision is by FAR more valuable than any amount of money in my bank.

How does this apply to you?

First up: Realise that you are valuable. This includes your skill and talents. Want to know what your calling is? Look at what is in your hands. In other words, what skills do you have that can create wealth.

My husband is in the world of finances. He has a incredible sense of justice and hates injustice in any kind of form. Recently, they took on one of our government institutions because of this. He wants to see justice prevail. For months he equipped himself in the law of our country to understand what is happening. He is a very gentle soul except when this issue is raised. 😉 So his talent is working with other people’s money but he successfully  got this talent to work for him. He now fights for those people, letting the Kingdom of God come in this area of finances as well.

This the key, let what you do serve the Kingdom, not you. Trust God for a breakthrough in your world for the sake of the Kingdom. Whether this happens by erasing poverty through what you do or financing missionaries in the mission field. If we only trust God for more but never give it away we are struggling with greed. You might think you are well established but in reality, you are not. If you cannot give it means that you have a master and that is Money. The fruit of a master that is not God is a life without peace and a life filled with strive, envy and hatred.Signs are that you are up all night worrying about money, or when your child needs something it has become a war in your house.

” We just bought this last month!”

This is not freedom.

Secondly, Learn to trade. Develop your skill well and ask a value that reflects your level. I am in the photography business and this is an ongoing battle. We are constantly cut by younger inexperienced guys coming in and asking next to nothing, just to build a name. This is not sustainable. You will attract clients, but are they the clients you want? I have a policy, I do not work with clients that want a cheaper price than what I offer.  {I once received an email from someone going on and on how expensive photographers are and she knows I am a Christian, so she knows that I won’t rip her off. She then asked me to photograph her wedding for R800. I said no.}

I spend hours working really hard and developing my skill. I have a family and a life outside of my work. My time costs money and if you can’t respect what I charge, then you are not my client. I am in a luxury industry, in other words, my business is not a basic need, it is a want. Therefore I do not have thousands of clients. So I have to charge a higher price to be sustainable in my business and life.

This I learned through many years in the industry. Learn to trade. Do not let people treat your value as invaluable. But also be prepared to deliver, so work hard.

Lastly, gain respect for yourself. Learn to love you. God wants you to prosper. So act accordingly to His voice and Truth.


I hope this helps!



You and hearing God speak

Before Stoffel and I were married, I had a dream of my children. I saw the two of them, a boy and a girl, and I heard their names, David and Carla. For a long time, I thought Carla will come first but seems like I heard that part wrong. My son David is my firstborn, and I am now expecting a little girl. Naturally, her name is Carla.

While I was pregnant with David, I decided that I don’t want to name him David. I wanted to honour his grandfathers and name him after them. So since the moment I knew that I am expecting a boy, I named him Daniel-Andre. I introduced my belly to people as Daniel-André.

Now I know, this was silly of me. God had them named and here I was, going against what God wanted. I didn’t saw the significance of the name and reasoned that the names I received in my dream were only an encouragement that Stoffel and I will have children one day, rather than a declaration of who they are.

One day, while in worship still being pregnant with my boy, I heard God speak about my boy. He is going to be an adventurer and a worshipper. His love will be for the continent of Africa and his joy will open hearts of many to welcome him.

Two days after this, Stoffel came to me all distressed, he really felt like we need to obey God and call our boy David. I eventually agreed with two conditions: We will call him David for two weeks and only the two of us will know this. To rest of the world, he was still Daniel-Andre.

As I said his name, David kicked.

The next two weeks God decided to confirm this. I was teaching at two different occasions on the prophetic. Not mentioning my walk with God about my boy, when two people on two different days came up to me saying, they saw a little boy, dancing in front of God, caught up in worship, just like king David. They felt like his name should be David. The one actually said you named your boy wrong, his name is to be David.

Needless to say, I obeyed and am I thankful I did! David is now 18 months old and all the attributes that were prophesied about him, is already evident. He absolutely loves music and carries a little toy radio with him wherever he goes, he will then press a button and old mac daddy or whatever children song will start to play. He then breaks out into a dance. When we are in the church he watches the musicians and dance in abundance.

He is the most joyful boy I have ever met. Laughing out of his belly with his contagious little giggles. He is a sensitive boy, but so content with his music and joy. And he loves to wander. We cannot let him out of our sight.

The reason why I tell this story is because this is also you. God spoke wonders about you even before you were born. In you are promises that He lovingly released, not for the world to watch in awe, but for Him to enjoy with you. God is a God who is speaking. He speaks daily and I found He actually is not often silent. His words are water to our thirsty souls and all filled with incredible empowering Love.

I know so many of us struggle to hear  His voice. We have no idea why we were created. Let me tell you that your purpose is not a place of obeying a master but rather obeying a Father. Your purpose is set before you for His joy. He loves to encourage you, help you and set your feet on a rock.

John 14:21, 23 NKJV – 21 “He who has My commandments and keeps them, it is he who loves Me. And he who loves Me will be loved by My Father, and I will love him and manifest Myself to him.” … 23 Jesus answered and said to him, “If anyone loves Me, he will keep My word; and My Father will love him, and We will come to him and make Our home with him.

I decided to share out of my own life how I hear His voice.

Firstly, make sure that you have a living relationship with God. In other words, know Jesus as your saviour.

Then, His word is our base as Christians. Read it, doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it, just read it because it is living and active. Try and not seek a scripture that fits your circumstances, there is a time for that, but rather read the word and ask the Holy Spirit to reveal the true God to you as you read. I always say to people who are overwhelmed with the bible, to start with John. This book is known as the book of love and that is the first foundation for this christian walk: God loves you. That is a fact and a truth.

As you read His word, you start to see the character of God. Remember, this is a love relationship that you and God have, not a work relationship. We obey Him because of love and not out of obligation.

Then, as you go about your day expect God to speak to you. I always say, if what you hear in your thoughts does not contradict the Bible, then take that as God speaking. Remember that His voice might sound like your own thoughts. I then judge what I hear with what I experience. If I experience peace, love and joy while hearing what He is saying, I know this is God. If you experience fear, anger and anxiety while he speaks, let it go.

Worship helps me tremendously to hear God. I always have worship on in my car, at my home. I am cultivating a heart turned to God. And worship helps to set my eyes on Him and not on what this world is throwing at me.

Lastly, write it down. Write down what you hear, see or feel. When writing it down, you can always go back and read what He has said. Knowing Him, He will always confirm or answer what He has said.

The more you practice to more confident you will become.


But above all, this is a love journey so enjoy it!