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**Heading:** The Quiet Warrior


Amagugu, my friends. From my little patch of Akasia, nestled amongst the ever-present dust of Pretoria, I see the truth of Exodus 14:14 played out daily. The stillness isn't a passive resignation; it's a ferocious act of faith. It’s a battle fought not with fists, but with the quiet strength of knowing God’s got this.

Last year, a neighbour, a bitter man fuelled by years of perceived injustice, started a vicious whispering campaign against me. His words, poisoned darts aimed at my reputation, stung. The urge to retaliate, to defend myself tooth and nail, was a wild beast clawing at my throat. My first instinct, born of years of self-reliance in this city, was to fight fire with fire – to set the record straight, to expose his lies.  

But then, sitting on my stoep under the Pretoria sun, the baobab in my neighbour's yard caught my eye. It stood tall, weathered and wise, unmoved by the wind's relentless assault. It didn’t argue, it just *was*. It struck me that reacting would only entangle me further in the storm. I needed stillness, the stillness of a warrior waiting for the right moment to strike. Not with weapons of flesh and blood, but with the weapons of the Spirit: prayer, kindness, and the unwavering truth of my own character.

Instead of confrontation, I doubled down on my kindness. I baked him rusks, a small gesture, but one dripping with unspoken forgiveness. I prayed for him – not for his conversion, but for his peace, for the easing of the anger within him. And slowly, incredibly slowly, the storm began to subside. His words lost their venom, his bitterness began to fade. He didn't apologize, but the hostility dissolved. He didn't change overnight but the shift was perceptible.

This wasn't a passive acceptance of injustice; it was a conscious choice to surrender the outcome to God. It was faith in action, a quiet, powerful rebellion against the forces of negativity. It wasn’t pretty; it was messy, it involved a few sleepless nights, and a whole lot of deep breaths. But it was a victory won not by force, but by the quiet strength of trusting in the Lord to fight my battles. It is a lesson I carry with me still, here in my Akasia home, a testament to the power of a heart surrendered to the will of God. The quiet warrior wins because he or she trusts the power of God above all else.


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