I’m sitting in my Akasia living room, the hum of a backup battery my only companion. Eskom’s load-shedding has just hit Stage 6 again, and the darkness feels like a metaphor for everything else—the rand’s freefall, coalition politics scrambling after the 2024 elections, that pothole on Johan Heyns Drive that’s become a local landmark. My phone buzzes with a news alert: another service delivery protest in Alexandra, another hashtag trending. Fear, like our infamous Highveld thunderstorms, rolls in uninvited. But then I remember: faith isn’t the absence of darkness; it’s the stubborn flicker of a candle in a room where the grid has failed.
### **The Theology of Load-Shedding**
Let’s be honest—South Africa’s chaos mirrors the human condition. We’re all living in some version of Stage 6: relational breakdowns, financial blackouts, the eerie silence when Wi-Fi dies. Peter’s call to “cast all anxiety” (1 Peter 5:7) isn’t a platitude; it’s a survival tactic. Think of it as divine load-shedding: transferring the weight of our worries to a power source that never dims. Augustine said, *“Our hearts are restless until they rest in You,”* and isn’t that the truth? We’re a nation of restless hearts, scrolling for hope like signal bars in a storm.
Last week, I drove through Mamelodi as the sun set. The streets were alive with vendors selling *kota* and teens laughing at a spaza shop. A mural on a crumbling wall read, *“Asijiki—No Turning Back.”* It struck me: faith is that mural. It’s declaring beauty in brokenness, insisting that the God who parted the Red Sea can reroute the chaos of our national grid—and our souls.
### **The Table Mountain Principle**
Cape Town’s iconic mountain isn’t just a tourist trap; it’s a lesson in divine immutability. While the southeaster whips the city, the mountain stands—unshaken, grounding the chaos. Christ’s peace is our Table Mountain. When the news cycle screams about corruption scandals or the latest TikTok challenge trivializing poverty in Diepsloot, we’re invited to anchor in a kingdom “not of this world” (John 18:36). Philosopher Søren Kierkegaard called faith a “leap into the absurd,” but here in Tshwane, it’s more like switching on a solar inverter: trusting an unseen system to sustain what the world cannot.
### **Casting Nets in Digital Waters**
Jesus’ first disciples were fishermen; today, we’re fishers of Wi-Fi and validation. Our anxieties? They’re tangled nets of comparison, FOMO, and Twitter rage. Casting them on God isn’t a passive act—it’s rebellion. It’s refusing to let Elon Musk’s satellites (or his opinions) dictate our peace. When I volunteered at a Soweto youth center last month, a 15-year-old told me, *“Miss, my phone died, and I finally heard myself think.”* Bingo. Surrendering our cares is powering down to reboot in the presence of the Ultimate Signal.
### **The Southern Cross and the Algorithm**
The Apostle Paul wrote, *“For in Him we live and move and have our being”* (Acts 17:28). In a world obsessed with GPS and Google algorithms, God’s sovereignty is the original navigation system. Those stars over Akasia—the same ones that guided Voortrekkers and Khoisan storytellers—still whisper: *“You are here.”* Divine coordinates don’t care about your LinkedIn title or load-shedding schedule. They remind us that the Creator of the Orion constellation also knit together the taxi routes of Joburg and the rhythm of Zulu hymns.
### **A Charge to the Church: Be the Inverter**
Friends, our faith can’t be another app we open when the lights go out. It must be the inverter—converting crisis into communion, despair into defiance. When protests erupt or the rand tanks, the Church shouldn’t just pray; we should be the ones handing out solar lamps and solidarity. After all, the early Christians didn’t hide in catacombs; they turned Rome upside down by living “as if” the kingdom were already here.
**Final Thought:**
Next time the power fails, light a candle. Let it remind you: the same God who resurrected Christ can resurrect Eskom. Or your marriage. Or your hope. The storm is real—but so is the peace that “defies all understanding” (Philippians 4:7). So, akere, why fear the dark when you’ve got the Light of the World on speed dial?
**Prayer:** *Lord, teach us to cast our load-shedding schedules, our protests, and our silent anxieties onto You. Make us murals of hope in broken places. Amen.*
*P.S. If you see me at the Akasia Pick n Pay, I’ll be the one buying candles in bulk—and humming “Th
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