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Birthing Your Breakthrough


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The War for Your Worship: From Spiritual Loadshedding to Kingdom Current

Scripture: "For though we live in the world, we do not wage war as the world does. The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish strongholds." - 2 Corinthians 10:3-4 (NIV)

This morning, in my Akasia home, the familiar frustration descended. The humming fridge fell silent. The Wi-Fi icon died. Eskom’s dreaded loadshedding had struck again. In that sudden stillness, broken only by the grumble of a neighbour’s generator, I perceived a profound parallel. My spirit, too, has been experiencing a kind of spiritual loadshedding—a deliberate, enemy-orchestrated power-cut designed to plunge my purpose into darkness and silence my song of praise.

Just look at our landscape. We scroll through news feeds saturated with stories of crippling corruption, coalition chaos in our metros, and a relentless tide of gender-based violence that chills the soul. It’s a national mood of anxious exhaustion. The enemy’s strategy is not always a frontal assault; sometimes, it’s a systematic sapping of our spiritual voltage, leaving us too drained to pray, too weary to worship, too cynical to hope. He wants our inner man running on empty, our spiritual lights flickering and failing.

But hear me today, dearly beloved: This is not a time for passive acceptance. This is a time for war.

Defining the Battlefield: What is a Stronghold?

Let us define our terms with logical precision. A stronghold, in the context of spiritual warfare, is not a ghostly phantom. It is a fortified pattern of thought, a deeply entrenched system of reasoning and belief that sets itself up against the knowledge of God (2 Corinthians 10:5). It is a lie, repeated and believed until it forms a mental fortress from which the enemy launches accusations, temptations, and despair.

Imagine, if you will, a young man in Soshanguve, bright and gifted, who has internalised the lie that his destiny is defined by his circumstances. The stronghold of "I am not enough" or "This is all there is for me" becomes a prison of his own mind. Or picture a woman in Sandton, successful by all metrics, who bows to the stronghold of "My security is in my wealth," a fortress that feels safe but is built on sand that shifts with every JSE fluctuation.

The Flawed Formulation and the True Transformer

A common objection in our modern age is this: "Isn't this just psychology? Positive thinking can break negative patterns." And while mindset matters, this humanistic argument fails because it underestimates the adversary. You cannot dismantle a hellish fortress with earthly tools. You need divine power.

The logical sequence for victory is this:

1. Premise 1: Our fight is not against flesh and blood, but against spiritual forces of evil (Ephesians 6:12).

2. Premise 2: These forces wield influence through strongholds—systems of lies that oppose God's truth.

3. Premise 3: Human reason or willpower alone is insufficient to overthrow a spiritually empowered stronghold.

4. Conclusion: Therefore, we must engage spiritual weapons, which have divine power to demolish these fortifications.

And what is the ultimate, supreme weapon? It is the triumphant truth of Jesus Christ. He is not a positive thought. He is the Living Word, the ultimate reality before which every lie must shatter. When you proclaim His name, you are not uttering a mantra; you are summoning the Commander-in-Chief of Heaven’s Armies into your situation. When you declare "Jesus is my light in this darkness," you are not just being poetic; you are throwing the switch on Heaven's generator, flooding your spirit with a power that loadshedding cannot touch.

I saw this in my own ministry this week. Faced with a problem that seemed politically complex and financially paralysing, I felt the darkness of despair threatening to overwhelm me. The enemy’s whisper was clear: "It's over. You've failed." But instead of agreeing with the accusation, I did warfare. I stood in my living room, with the physical lights off but my spirit alert, and I declared the Word of God over Pretoria, over my ministry, over my mind. I worshipped not because of the situation, but in spite of it. I wielded the weapon of praise, and I felt that spiritual stronghold of despair crack, crumble, and collapse. The circumstance hadn't changed, but the power was restored to my soul.

So, what must we do? We must move from being passive victims of spiritual loadshedding to being active warriors, connected to the Divine Grid. Your worship is your warfare. Your proclamation of Scripture is your projectile. Your faith in Jesus Christ is your fortress.

Prayer: Mighty God, in a nation groaning under physical and spiritual darkness, we sound the alarm. We reject the enemy's loadshedding over our hearts and minds. By the authority of Jesus Christ, we demolish every stronghold of despair, fear, and lies. We plug our spirits into Your unending power source. Holy Spirit, be our Generator, our ever-present power in a failing world. Fill us with Your light, that we might shine as beacons of hope, truth, and unwavering faith across the shadows of our land. In the conquering name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

You are not in the dark. You are a child of the Light. Now, let us fight like it.

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