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**Watchfulness Prevents Surprise Attacks**  


I live in Akasia, Tshwane—a place where jacaranda trees bleed purple over sidewalks and the hum of generators is our unofficial anthem. Last week, during yet another bout of load-shedding, I sat on my porch, flashlight in hand, scrolling news alerts about political mudslinging ahead of the 2024 elections. A neighbor’s security beam flickered on, catching a stray dog rummaging through bins. It made me laugh—how we’ve all become experts at spotting shadows. But later, I wondered: *Is this what spiritual vigilance feels like?*  

### **Load-Shedding the Soul**  

Eskom’s schedule might be erratic, but Satan’s blackouts are worse. Jesus warned, “Watch and pray” (Matthew 26:41), because darkness isn’t empty—it’s a workshop. Think of it: corruption scandals splatter our headlines like graffiti, yet we’re numb to the *spiritual* tenders fraud happening in our own hearts. We scroll TikTok sermons but let envy, greed, or apathy load-shed our integrity. Last month, a friend confessed she’d ghosted her small group after Instagram whispers convinced her their prayers were “too basic.” I asked, “Since when did hashtags replace holiness?”  

Vigilance isn’t paranoia; it’s recognizing that not every DM is divine. The devil doesn’t always hiss—he DMs. He rebrands gossip as “concern,” lust as “self-care,” and pride as “hustle culture.” Remember the viral “Watermelon Challenge” that had Joburg teens smashing fruit for likes? Distraction is his favorite app.  

### **Gates of Pretoria, Gates of the Heart**  

Pretoria’s Union Buildings stand guarded, but what about *our* gates? Proverbs 4:23 urges, “Guard your heart,” because it’s a porous border post. Last year, a local pastor was exposed for embezzling church funds to buy a Mercedes. The congregation missed the signs: his sermons shifted from “Give to God” to “God wants *you* to have nice things.” Spiritual drowsiness invites sabotage.  

Modern life bombards us with “visitors” claiming allyship: the prosperity gospel peddlers on YouTube, the conspiracy theories infecting family WhatsApp groups, even the well-meaning auntie who says, “Just smudge sage, it’s *basically* prayer.” Not all cultural trends are comrades. I’ve learned to audit my influences like a tax return—what nourishes my soul, and what’s a deductible lie?  

### **Alarms and Spyware**  

When Eskom fails, we set alarms to prep for blackouts. Why not spiritually? I’ve started “prayer alarms”—5-minute pauses to audit my thoughts. *Did that meeting stir ambition or anger? Was that compliment a boost or a bribe to my ego?* It’s soul load-balancing.  

Peter warned, “Your enemy prowls like a roaring lion” (1 Peter 5:8). Lions don’t roar while hunting—they stalk in silence. Similarly, temptation today is subtle: the Netflix binge that replaces Scripture, the “harmless” flirtation that erodes marriage. Vigilance means spotting the paw prints before the pounce.  

### **The Vigilant Village**  

In Diepsloot, community patrols combat crime; in faith, we need patrols too. My Zulu neighbor, Mama Ndlovu, once told me, “Ubuntu isn’t just community—it’s keeping each other’s backs.” When she noticed I’d stopped walking my dog (a sign of my depression spiral), she “accidentally” baked extra koeksisters and invited herself over. That’s vigilant love—the kind that notices when your light dims.  

South Africa’s 42% unemployment rate screams despair, but what if churches became “vigilance hubs”? Training disciples to spot the devil’s CV fraud—his lies about our identity—and to counter with Kingdom truth.  

### **The Unseen Symphony**  

Watchfulness isn’t anxiety; it’s awe. The jacaranda’s bloom is fleeting, yet it trusts the cycle of seasons. Likewise, vigilance roots us in hope: Christ already won the war. We’re not scanning for doom but stewarding the dawn.  

So here’s my challenge: Next time load-shedding hits, don’t just light a candle—ask, *Where’s the shadow in me?* Audit your influencers. Patrol your heart’s streets. And remember: the God who guards Pretoria’s jacarandas never sleeps.  

**Prayer**:  

*Ha Modimo, Maker of the jacaranda’s purple hymn, tune my eyes to Your frequency. Outfit me with discernment—a spiritual Eskom Se Push to trip the devil’s circuits. Keep my heart’s gates bolted with grace, my mind lit with Scripture’s generator. Make me a vigilant neighbor in this aching, beautiful land. Amen.* 

**Postscript**: If you’re reading this during load-shedding, smile—you’ve mastered surviving shadows. Now go deeper: *thrive* in the Light.

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