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**Love Overpowers Hatred’s Roots**  


Last week, while stuck in Pretoria’s infamous N1 traffic—a modern-day Red Sea of brake lights and frustration—I noticed a baobab tree near the Akasia off-ramp. Its gnarled roots clung to parched soil, defiant against the dry Highveld wind. It struck me: hatred, like that baobab, digs deep. Its roots thrive in the drought of unforgiveness. But love? Love is the unseen river beneath the soil, softening the earth, dislodging stones, rerouting entire landscapes.  

This metaphor isn’t just poetic fluff. In South Africa, we know what happens when bitterness takes root. We’ve seen it: the 2024 elections, with their coalition chaos and social media vitriol, felt like a resurgence of old ghosts. Yet, in my own neighborhood, a WhatsApp group for load-shedding updates became a battlefield—someone accused a pastor of hoarding generator fuel. The pastor’s response? He invited the accuser for coffee. *“Let’s braai and talk,”* he said. They did. The group chat fell silent.  

This is the scandal of Christian love: it refuses to play by hatred’s rules.  

**II. The Theology of the Braai Stand**  

Let’s get practical. South Africans understand *braais* better than most theological treatises. At a braai, you don’t ask, *“Are you ANC or DA? Zionist or Pentecostal?”* You ask, *“Do you want pap or rolls?”* The fire neutralizes differences. In 1 Peter 4:8, love “covers” sins like smoke covers the smell of burning wors—it doesn’t erase the mess but transforms the atmosphere.  

But here’s the rub: forgiveness isn’t passive. It’s *aggressive grace*. When Jesus washed Judas’ feet (John 13:1–17), He wasn’t performing a symbolic act—He was declaring war. Foot-washing in antiquity was slave work. By doing it, Jesus inverted power structures. Similarly, when my Zulu neighbor paid for the funeral of a xenophobic attacker’s child last month (a story buried beneath headlines about Eskom’s latest collapse), she wasn’t being “nice.” She was dismantling a kingdom.  

Satan’s legal rights? Think of them like e-tolls: unpaid debts he uses to harass us. Forgiveness cancels the invoice.  

**III. The Springbok and the Scorpion**  

South Africa’s 2023 Rugby World Cup win wasn’t just sport—it was a parable. Siya Kolisi, a man raised in Zwide township, lifting the trophy as captain, his Springbok jersey a tapestry of fractured histories. Yet, even that unity feels fragile. Last month, a viral video showed a white farmer and Black activist debating land reform outside a Pretoria mall. It turned heated—until the farmer’s toddler handed the activist a half-eaten sucker. The crowd laughed. The tension broke.  

This is the “foolishness” of the Gospel (1 Corinthians 1:27). Love disarms because it’s absurd. It’s a scorpion choosing not to sting.  

**IV. The Algorithm of Mercy**  

Modern life runs on algorithms—curated rage, echo chambers, TikTok sermons. Satan isn’t a red dude with a pitchfork; he’s the AI of offense, feeding us content that validates our grudges. I’ve felt this. When a colleague betrayed me, I drafted a scathing text. Then I remembered Volf’s *“Exclusion and Embrace”*—a theological grenade disguised as a book. Volf, a Croatian theologian who survived ethnic cleansing, argues that forgiveness isn’t *ignoring* evil but *disarming* it through memory and mercy.  

So I deleted the text. Instead, I bought him a rooibos latte. He cried. We’re not friends, but the algorithm lost a data point.  

**V. The Karoo Sky and the Limits of Logic**  

In the Karoo, the night sky is so vast it humbles telescopes. Similarly, God’s love exceeds our doctrinal spreadsheets. I struggle with this. I’m a thinker—I’ve devoured Kierkegaard, Cone, and Tutu. But faith isn’t a debate; it’s a dance.  

Last month, a teen in Soshanguve posted: *“Why must I forgive the guy who hijacked my dad’s car?”* The comments section exploded. Then someone shared Romans 12:20: *“If your enemy is hungry, feed him.”* A local church started a “Hijacker’s Food Parcel” drive. Critics called it naïveté. Participants called it warfare.  

**VI. The Call: Be a Plumber for the Divine**  

Love is God’s plumbing system. When pipes clog (and they will—we’re in a water crisis, after all), we’re called to unblock them. Practical example: Next time you’re cut off in traffic, pray for the driver. Not a vague “Bless them,” but specifics: *“God, meet their anxiety. Heal their rush.”* You’ll find your anger replaced by something stranger—compassion.  

**Prayer Reimagined**:  

*Ha Modimo [O God], in this land of rolling blackouts and rolling graces, make us irritants to hatred. Let our love be as disruptive as a Vuvuzela in a library. Help us see enemies as future braai buddies. Stir us until our kindness boils over, burning hell’s blueprints. In Jesus’s name, who braaied fish with His betrayers. Amen.*  

**Final Thought**:  

Love isn’t a *feeling*; it’s a *friction*—the grit that polishes diamonds from coal. In Akasia, as in heaven, the math is simple: Mercy multiplies. Vengeance subtracts. Let’s choose the equation that baffles the calculators of hell.

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