26/05/2026
As a follower of Christ, I’m daily learning about the race of faith neh, so
Hebrews 12:1–2 says, “Let us run with endurance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus…”
And maybe that’s exactly where some of us are struggling—not because we left the race, but because we got tired in it.
Can I remind you of something? Even in pain, you’re still in the race.
Pain doesn’t remove you from the journey. Confusion doesn’t disqualify you. Healing seasons, wilderness seasons, stretching seasons—you’re still very much in the race.
But here’s where it gets dangerous:
When pain stops being a visitor and becomes your master.
Because when pain becomes your master, doubt settles in. And ooohhh, my dhiye, doubt will always move you backward, never forward.
And this hit me deeply:
The same energy it takes to go back is the same energy it takes to move forward.
So why not keep believing? Why not keep praying? Why not keep trusting the One who already carried you this far?
Because if we’re honest… doubt can be foolishness.
I had a conversation with my Dad recently, and he reminded me of the Israelites in Exodus. Imagine this:
God rescues you from slavery, parts the sea, feeds you, guides you, protects you—and somehow, after all of that, you build a golden calf, start dancing, drinking, and losing yourselves in unbelief.
And then what?
You ask for another leader to take you back.
Back!?
Back to what exactly?
Slavery? Pain? Bo***ge? Sin?
Garlic and onions!? 😭 Hebana!
What was there to return to?
Foolishness.
But before we judge them too quickly, remember that Umshumayeli once said, ‘there is nothing new under the sun.’
Scripture was written so we recognize patterns and flee before falling into the same traps.
Because if we’re honest… we do this too.
You may not say it out loud, but slowly prayer becomes a burden. You start checking your watch more than listening to the preacher. Biblical foundations suddenly feel “too restrictive.” Carrying your Bible anywhere feels “too much.” Evangelizing? You stopped caring about that a while ago🥺
And then the subtle thoughts creep in:
“But I still go to church…”
“People should stop being too spiritual…”
Yah neh 😭
Brother. Sister. Watch out.
Because going back doesn’t always look dramatic. Sometimes it starts with affection quietly leaving Jesus.
And hear me carefully:
There is nothing to go back to.
Nothing.
Apart from being fully consumed by Christ. Totally His. Wholly devoted to His Name, His presence, and His praise.
Not your self-image. Not ambition. Not validation. Not social influence. Not comfortability. Not the need to always be right.
Nothing matters more than being His.
So if you’re tired, get up and keep running. There is grace that abounds more than you could imagine—you just need to be willing.
Fix your eyes on Jesus, not your feelings. The Shepherd is still ahead.
Sowuvele Uphambili uMelusi Lolungile!🥹🙌🏾🙌🏾
Journey on.
Keep on believing, It’s only a matter of time.
