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 The Uncommon Understanding: Why Your Mind is a Battlefield for Christ

My friend, let me tell you about the day the lights went out in Akasia. It wasn’t one of our infamous load-sheddings from Eskom. No, this was a deeper darkness. I was in a spaza shop, buying airtime, when a heated debate broke out. A young man, phone in hand streaming a clip, was declaring to the shopkeeper, “Truth is just power speaking! Your Bible, my ancestors, the politician’s promise—it’s all the same story, just told by the one holding the mic.” The shopkeeper, a faithful deacon at his church, was flustered. He kept repeating, “But the Bible says…” only to be met with a shrug and the postmodern mantra: “That’s your truth.”

I stood there, the sticky Pretoria heat thickening the air, and felt a profound grief. Here was the great battle of our age, playing out between Cool Drink fridges. It’s not a battle over if Jesus rose from the dead, but over whether any truth can rise above personal feeling. The world has shifted. As I’ve studied and prayed from my home here in Akasia, I’ve seen it: we’re no longer in the age of the skeptical scientist demanding evidence for the Resurrection. We’re in the age of the disillusioned heart, drowning in online images and political lies, asking, “Is any story good, beautiful, or true?”.

The church often responds with louder shouting. But what if we’ve surrendered the very field we’re called to defend? What if we’ve quietly agreed that Jesus is Lord of our hearts, but not the Lord of our minds?

The Philosopher in the Dust: Reclaiming Christ’s Intellectual Crown

We have made a fatal error. We have boxed Jesus into the “spiritual” compartment—a comforting Saviour for Sunday mornings and funeral services. But the ancient church knew Him as something radically more: the ideal Philosopher.

In Athens, philosophers were the heroes—the ones who sought to live in perfect harmony with their claims about reality. Then came Jesus of Nazareth. He didn’t just have truth; He was Truth incarnate (John 14:6). His teachings on enemy-love, forgiveness, and the Kingdom were not spiritual platitudes; they were a cohesive, intellectual framework for understanding all of reality. He proclaimed that the world was made by a good Father, fractured by human rebellion, and being restored through His sacrificial love. And then He lived in flawless coherence with that story, all the way to the Cross.

The Gospel writers intentionally painted this picture. Some early church art even depicts Jesus wearing the robes of a philosopher. Why? To show He was the fulfillment of every human quest for wisdom. The Apostle Paul drew the line clearly: “See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy… rather than according to Christ” (Colossians 2:8). The choice was between the shifting sands of human wisdom and the bedrock philosophy of Jesus.

Here is our foundational argument, clear as the Highveld sky:

· Premise 1: Ultimate intellectual authority belongs to the one whose description of reality most perfectly corresponds to the world as it is and who lived in complete integrity with that description.

· Premise 2: Jesus Christ alone accurately described reality (as Creator) and lived in perfect, sinless harmony with that reality.

· Conclusion: Therefore, Jesus Christ possesses ultimate intellectual authority.

To deny Him this authority is not humility; it is intellectual rebellion. We say “Lord, Lord,” but do not do what He says (Luke 6:46). We outsource our thinking to “alternative gurus”—political ideologues, Instagram influencers, or podcast hosts—who offer coherence without cost. The result? A fragmented life where our faith is disconnected from our finances, our worship from our work, and our Sunday creed from our Monday decisions.

The South African Gauntlet: Where Truth Meets the Tangible

Now, let’s bring this from the philosophical clouds to the potholed streets of our nation. Applying Christ’s intellectual authority here is a prophetic confrontation. It names and dismantles the errors woven into our social fabric.

Consider two gut-wrenching headlines from our own soil:

· The Scourge of Gender-Based Violence: Our country has one of the highest femicide rates in the world. How does the philosophy of Jesus engage this? It begins with His radical, foundational declaration of human worth: both man and woman are made in the imago Dei, the image of God (Genesis 1:27). Any culture, any tradition, any male ego that diminishes, abuses, or violates a woman is not just committing a crime; it is assaulting a sacred icon of God Himself. Christ’s philosophy demands we confront this not only with laws but with a rebuilt anthropology—a understanding of personhood that grants unshakeable dignity.

· The Poison of Xenophobia: In the heat of election cycles, foreign nationals are often scapegoated for our economic woes. Yet, Christ’s central parable on final judgment defines our eternal destiny by how we treated “the least of these”—the stranger, the hungry, the naked (Matthew 25:35-40). The biblical ethic is one of radical, costly hospitality. A church that does not sound the alarm against xenophobia, that does not actively welcome the stranger, has been formed more by populist politics than by the mind of Christ.

A common objection arises: “But this is politics! The church should stay out of it.” This is a dangerous illusion. When politics touches the definition of life, family, justice, and human dignity, it has become theology by other means. To be silent is to surrender. We need modern-day Elijahs to confront power, and Elishas to engage it wisely.

The Way of Wisdom: A More Excellent Path for a Worn-Out World

So how do we fight this battle? Not with the brittle weapons of fundamentalist shouting matches, which breed tribalism and lack emotional intelligence. Nor by abandoning biblical truth to be “relevant,” a path that has left many mainline churches empty shells.

We fight with the way of Wisdom. The books of Proverbs, Ecclesiastes, and James are our field manuals. They do not offer abstract doctrinal propositions, but lived, practical insight for navigating a broken world. This is the “uncommon understanding” promised to the teachable heart.

The Apologetic of a Life Rebuilt

I see a fascinating movement,especially among young men. They are not coming to faith through a logical proof for God’s existence. They are coming through a hunger for order, meaning, and moral clarity. They listen to voices like Jordan Peterson, who, without preaching Christ, articulates a biblical moral framework: tell the truth, take responsibility, clean your room. They put their lives in order and, in doing so, feel the God-shaped vacuum only Christ can fill. The Law becomes their “schoolmaster” to lead them to Christ (Galatians 3:24 KJV). Our apologetic must be ready to meet them there, to show that the structure they are building needs the cornerstone of Christ.

The Model of Athens: A Blueprint for Akasia

Our perfect model is Paul in Athens(Acts 17:16-34). He did not start with Genesis 1:1. He started with their “Unknown God.” He observed their culture, commended the truth he found in their poets, and then gently dismantled the inconsistencies in their worldview, presenting Christ as the fulfillment of every legitimate longing. This is our task: to be translators of the eternal Gospel into the specific language of our South African moment.

The Call: A Conscientious Lifestyle

Therefore, my brothers and sisters in the trenches of Mamelodi, the complexes of Sandton, and the quiet streets of Akasia, I call you to a conscientious lifestyle.

· Audit Your Information Diet: What is forming your mind? Is it the endless scroll of outrage, or the deep, slow nourishment of Scripture?

· Embrace Holy Curiosity: Study the Bible not just for devotion, but for intellectual mastery. Ask the big questions it inspires: What good can I cultivate? What injustice can I confront?

· Engage with Charitable Courage: Read the best of your “opponents.” Understand their real questions, which are often cries of the heart. Answer with gentleness and respect (1 Peter 3:15), but never with compromise.

· Live in Cohesive Courage: Let your life be the primary argument. In a world of lies, be relentlessly truthful. In a culture of corruption, be scrupulously honest. In an age of rage, be steadfastly kind.

The proud ear is deaf. But the humble spirit—the one that bows both the knee and the intellect before the Lordship of Christ—hears the correction that saves a destiny. He receives the uncommon understanding.

We do not fight for a theocracy, but for the Kingship of Christ in every sphere. The battle is fierce. The darkness in our land is real—from the pit latrines threatening our children to the spiritual emptiness in our suburbs. But we do not fight with despair. We fight with the settled, joyful confidence that the One who is the Way, the Truth, and the Life, has already secured the victory. He is the smartest man who ever lived, and He is our King. Let us then think, live, and speak as faithful citizens of His unshakable Kingdom.

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