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**Your Pain Prepares Your Platform**


 ## From Ashes to Anointing: How God Forges Platforms in the Fires of Our Pain

The relentless Highveld sun beat down on the N1 highway as I white-knuckled the steering wheel, crawling past the Hammanskraal junction. Brake lights shimmered like a demonic necklace ahead—another crash? Load-shedding-induced traffic chaos? Or just the eternal Tshwane roadworks? My knuckles tightened. I’d left Akasia at dawn for a crucial ministry meeting in Midrand, yet here I sat, imprisoned in steel and frustration. An SMS buzzed: *"Stage 6 until midnight. Venue has no generator. Reschedule?"* My spirit sank. The platform I’d prepared for collapsed before I’d even spoken a word. In that sweltering metal coffin, 2 Corinthians 4:17 thundered in my spirit: *"For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all"* . Light? Momentary? This felt like lead and eternity. Yet God whispered: *"This gridlock is your anvil, Harold. Your pain is preparing your platform."*

**The Alchemy of Affliction:** We South Africans understand pressure. We’re forged in its fires daily. From rolling blackouts plunging Soweto into darkness to the *"moral emergency"* of youth unemployment declared by Deputy President Mashatile just this week , our collective ache is palpable. But Scripture reveals a startling truth: pain is not your enemy; it’s the divinely appointed architect of your authority. Consider Joseph. His brothers’ betrayal dumped him in a pit. Potiphar’s lies flung him into prison. Yet Scripture meticulously records: *"Until the time that his word came to pass, the word of the Lord tested him"* (Psalm 105:19). His prison wasn’t a punishment—it was a prophetic incubation chamber. Pharaoh’s palace wasn’t *in spite* of the pit, but *because* of it. The prison forged the princely platform. Similarly, Paul’s apostolic authority wasn’t certified by his theological degrees but by his scars—shipwrecks, beatings, imprisonments (2 Corinthians 11:23-28). These weren’t setbacks; they were spiritual signatures validating his message.

**Scars vs. Sores: The Ministry of Mended Wounds:** Here’s where we often falter in our faith walk. We build shrines to our suffering instead of altars from our ashes. A *sore* is an unhealed wound, endlessly picked at, displayed for sympathy, oozing bitterness. A *scar*, however, is a healed testament—a rugged ridge of resilience declaring, *"What meant to break me became my badge of authority."* C.S. Lewis, in *The Problem of Pain*, pierced through our illusions: *"God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world"* . When State Capture hollowed out our state-owned enterprises like Transnet—now embroiled in an IT disaster threatening total operational collapse —it wasn’t merely corruption; it was God’s megaphone shouting for righteous realignment. Our national pain prepared the platform for accountability.

**Practical Power in the Pressure:** How does this fiery forging manifest in modern Mzansi? Let’s get practical:

1. **Load-Shedding Laments to Lightning Rods:** Every blackout that kills your Wi-Fi or spoils your food isn’t just Eskom’s failure—it’s an invitation to spiritual innovation. That darkness? It’s your prayer closet. That frustration? Fuel for intercession. I met a young sister in Soshanguve last month. Rolling blackouts killed her online tutoring business. Instead of despair, she launched "Light in Darkness" literacy groups in her township, using candlelight to teach elders to read. Her economic pain birthed a community platform. *"Trouble is a tutor,"* as the wisdom goes. Will you attend its classes?

2. **Unemployment’s Ugly Face to Unlikely Favor:** With over half our youth jobless , despair is epidemic. But Kingdom economics operates differently. Your unemployment queue isn’t a dead end—it’s a divine detour. I recall a Tembisa brother, laid off from a factory. His "misery ministry" began by fixing neighbours’ appliances during load-shedding. Today, he runs a thriving solar-installation co-operative training other unemployed youth. Joseph’s prison skills prepared him for palace administration. Your present pain is equipping you for future dominion.

3. **Betrayal’s Bite to Brotherhood’s Bond:** When comrades abandon you politically or personally (as our beloved Maestro Malema might understand after his lonely Oval Office moment ), that sting serves a purpose. Paul, abandoned in Asia (2 Timothy 4:16), declared: *"The Lord stood with me!"* Betrayal burns away fair-weather friendships, forcing us into the fierce faithfulness of Christ. Your Judas isn’t your demise—he’s the doorway to divine dependence.

**The Platform Principle:** Your pain isn’t pointless; it’s preparatory. Every tear waters seeds of future glory. Every disappointment dismantles weak foundations to rebuild stronger ones. Every failure forces reliance on the Father. Just as South Africa’s painful past birthed a "vibrant art scene" where artists now wrestle with identity and justice , your personal anguish fuels your prophetic platform. But heed this: *Share your scars, not your sores.* Testify to the triumph, not just the trauma. Your story isn’t for self-pity; it’s a weapon of spiritual warfare igniting hope in others.

**Akasia Altar Call:** This morning, as I finally abandoned the N1 gridlock and pulled into a petrol station near Akasia, the Spirit dropped a phrase: *"Your platform isn’t postponed; it’s being pressurized for greater impact."* That cancelled meeting? God detoured me to pray with a petrol attendant named Thabo, overwhelmed by debt and depression. Right there, between diesel pumps and discarded Simba packets, my traffic-jam-tested testimony became Thabo’s lifeline. His tears fell. Hope ignited. That was the real platform.

So, rise up, Mzambi warriors! Your prison *is* your palace-in-waiting. Your scars *are* your apostolic credentials. Your pain *is* preparing your platform. Let the Eternal Wordsmith write His glory through your grit. As the Amplified Bible shouts: *"Our light, momentary affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison!"* . The anvil is hard. The hammer is heavy. But oh, the majesty of the Maker’s masterpiece emerging from the fire! Your pain has purpose. Your platform is coming. Stand firm.

**Prayer:**  

*Heavenly Father, Architect of our anguish and Artisan of our anointing, thank You for the sacred sweat of suffering that shapes our souls. Give us Joseph’s eyes to see prisons as preparation. Paul’s passion to wear scars as sacred scrolls. Turn our tears into tributaries of transformation. Help us trade our tests for testimonies and our misery for ministry. As load-shedding dims our lights, ignite Your unquenchable fire within us. For Your glory and the sake of our bleeding nation, Amen.*

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