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The Mind of Christ and the Mabarete of Akasia: Why Your Intellect is a Battlefield

Let me tell you about the Mabarete.

Not the football club, though their fervour is something to behold on a Saturday. I’m talking about the real Mabarete—the storm cells that brew over the Magaliesberg. You can see them from my verandah in Akasia. One moment, the Pretoria sky is a flawless, logical blue, a map of pure reason. Then, a shadow gathers. The air grows thick, charged, and undeniable. Lightning forks down, not with random chaos, but with a terrifying, precise power that splits rock and ignites veld. It is a force that makes our cleverest human plans—the braai we just lit, the washing on the line—look suddenly fragile and small.

For too long, my friends, we have treated the Christian mind like that clear, safe, blue sky. We believe that if we just think logically enough, reason soberly enough, and arrange our theology neatly enough, we will map God. We turn discipleship into a debate, the Bible into a textbook, and Jesus into a moral teacher we can approve of with our intellect. We want a faith we can control with the flick of a switch.

But I am here, from the shadows of a gathering Highveld storm, to tell you: the mind of a believer is not a quiet study; it is a contested battlefield. And the warfare is not against ideas alone, but against “the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness” . Your intellect is the very ground Satan seeks to claim, because if he can deceive the mind, he can derail the soul.

The Two False Prophets: Rationalism and Mystical Fear

In our African context, we face a peculiar, double-barrelled attack on the Christian mind. On one side, there is the sleek, Western idol of Rationalism. It whispers, “If you cannot measure it, model it, and master it with your reason, it is not truly real.” It treats the supernatural as superstition, prayer as placebo, and the resurrection as a myth for the simple-minded. This view creates a disenchanted world, a hollow universe where God, if He exists, is a distant watchmaker.

On the other side, rising from our own rich soil, is the old, familiar spirit of Mystical Causality. This is the worldview that sees a witch in every setback, a curse in every misfortune, and an ancestor’s displeasure in every illness. It is a worldview drenched not in reason, but in fear. It drives people not to the Cross, but to the sangoma’s hut, seeking potions and protections. Here, the intellect is not used to pursue truth, but to weave narratives of blame and victimhood, where “warfare discourses usually blame every conceivable problem on external spiritual agents,” robbing us of personal responsibility before God.

See the demonic genius of it? One trap makes the mind a tyrannical god; the other makes it a terrified slave. Both sever the intellect from its proper anchor: the revelation of God in Christ Jesus.


Jesus Christ: The Philosopher-King Who Re-Orders Reality

We must reclaim a staggering, biblical truth that the early Church knew but we have forgotten: Jesus Christ is the ideal philosopher. In the ancient world, a philosopher was not merely a thinker but one whose life was perfectly aligned with the true structure of reality. They sought wisdom to live well. The Gospel writers intentionally presented Jesus as the fulfillment and conqueror of this pursuit. He didn’t just teach about love; He loved His enemies from the Cross. He didn’t just discuss truth; He declared, “I am the way, the truth, and the life” (John 14:6). His life was the perfect, coherent expression of His claims about God, humanity, and the cosmos.

This changes everything. It means Jesus is not just our spiritual Saviour, but our intellectual authority. He has the right to instruct us on how to think. As the Scripture says, “We have the mind of Christ” (1 Corinthians 2:16). This is not a metaphor for feeling spiritual. It is a radical declaration that through the Holy Spirit, the very logic, wisdom, and perspective of the eternal Son of God can inform and rewire our own thinking.

Let me frame this as the logical argument it is:

· Premise 1: All truth is God’s truth, and Jesus Christ is the full embodiment and revelation of God (Colossians 2:9).

· Premise 2: The human intellect, though a good gift, is fallen—darkened, hostile to God, and prone to pride (Ephesians 4:17-18; Romans 8:7; 1 Corinthians 8:1).

· Premise 3: Redemption in Christ is holistic, meant to redeem the body, soul, and mind (Romans 12:2).

· Conclusion: Therefore, the only path to a truly redeemed, reliable, and powerful intellect is its deliberate submission to, and renewal by, the wisdom of Jesus Christ.

A common objection arises: “Doesn’t this kill curiosity? Doesn’t this make us anti-intellectual?” Nothing could be further from the truth! To submit to Christ’s intellectual authority is not to stop thinking; it is to finally start thinking rightly. It is to have the foundational lies—the “empty deceit” of human tradition (Colossians 2:8)—swept away so we can build with truth. It frees us to explore God’s world with wonder, engage opposing ideas without fear, and love the Lord our God with all our mind (Mark 12:30).

A Personal Skirmish on Solomon Mahlangu Drive

Let me bring this home. Last month, stuck in the perpetual, pulsating traffic on Solomon Mahlangu Drive, I felt a familiar, bitter thought taking root. Watching a new, tinted-window BMW recklessly force its way forward, I thought: “There. The corruption. The selfishness. This country is going to the dogs. What’s the point?”

That thought, brothers and sisters, was a fiery dart. It was a logical conclusion based on evidence, yet it was drenched in despair, devoid of hope, and utterly disconnected from the sovereignty of God. It was my intellect operating in its fallen, autonomous mode.

Then the Spirit, using the renewed mind of Christ within me, returned fire. He brought to memory: “Our struggle is not against flesh and blood…” (Ephesians 6:12). The problem was not the man in the car; it was the principality of Greed and Lawlessness empowering him. My weapon was not condemnation, but intercession. My calling was not to curse the darkness, but to pray for the Kingdom to come, right there, on Solomon Mahlangu Drive. In that moment, my intellect was taken captive—not by a culture of complaint, but by obedience to Christ (2 Corinthians 10:5). The battlefield of my mind was secured by a higher wisdom.

The Unconquerable Life: Thinking Like a Soldier

So, what does this look like in practice, here in South Africa, in 2025? When you read the news of yet another corruption scandal , do you let your mind default to cynical despair? That is the world’s wisdom. The mind of Christ asks: “Where is the system broken? How can I be an agent of integrity in my own sphere?” When anxiety about amadlozi (ancestral spirits) or generational curses whispers to you in the night, do you let fear hijack your reason? The mind of Christ declares: “There is one God and one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus” (1 Timothy 2:5). He has broken every chain.

We must sound the alarm against the “deliverance ministries” that do nothing but baptise old fears in Christian jargon, making people see “curses in normal conversations” and live in suspicion. True deliverance begins when the mind is liberated by the truth that “God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind” (2 Timothy 1:7).

Therefore, let us take up the full armour of God, and let us start by securing the helmet (Ephesians 6:17). Saturate your intellect not with the endless scroll of social media, but with the Scripture that is “living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword” (Hebrews 4:12). Study not to win arguments, but to be transformed. Think not as a passive consumer of the age, but as an active soldier in the Kingdom.

Your obedience to His direction in your thinking—surrendering your clever maps at the foot of the Cross—is the secret to the unconquerable life. For when the Mabarete of life finally break, and the storms of hardship, deception, and fear descend, the mind anchored in Christ will not be a house built on the sand of human opinion. It will be a fortress built on the rock, and it shall not fall.

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