South Africans are famous as a nation for our resilience, for our gallows humor, for our ‘vas-byt’ mentality.
I am by
nature quite optimistic about the future of our country but as of December 2022, my enduring South African laugh-in-the-face-of-danger
spirit was broken.
For the first time I experienced 8 hours with no electricity. In one day. In my mind a death
knell rang out, the beginning of the end. To my mind, there is no hopeful
future in SA without electricity, inverter or no inverter.
I am not writing
this to preach at anyone, I am externally processing what I am feeling - with
you, and with God.
The reason
for my natural optimism about South Africa is because our history is peppered
with miracles. The most indelible moment which epitomizes the miracle of South
Africa for me is the moment when Nelson Mandela appeared at the 95 world cup
finals and shared in the victory of the Springbok team wearing the green and
gold.
So often,
the almost inevitable impeding doom facing us just never materialized,
inexplicably. So will God hear our prayers again and turn the lights back on?
Will the miracle-nation dodge another bullet? I don’t know. I pray that we
will. At the same time, I have a moment to reflect.
Why do I
choose to live in this country? There is a good answer to this question, but there
is also a weak answer that will not endure the tests.
The wrong
reason to live in SA
I love living
in South Africa. South Africa is an easy country for me to love, especially
when you have visited around the world a bit. It’s always a joy to come back
home, warts and all.
When thinking
about the massive challenges we face as a nation, it’s tempting to down-play
all the risks and dangers and take a ‘glass half-full’ approach, resort to cheap
platitudes like: ‘Yes we have our problems, but every country has its challenges’,
‘Yes the crime-rate is high in SA, but there’s crime wherever you go in the world’,
‘Yes the energy crisis seems to be getting worse, but at least I’m off
the grid now, so I'll be ok’.
There is
nothing wrong with having a positive attitude, or loving South Africa. I guess
the question is, though, Why do I choose to live here? If the primary
reason I choose to live in South Africa is because I like it here,
because I prefer this place to other places, that is the wrong reason.
The
right reason
As a
follower of Christ, I am obedient to his voice, I go where he sends me, I live
where he tells me. This is the crux.
The energy
crisis is a reality check. Where I have subconsciously been allowing my
personal preferences to dictate where I live, the unpleasantness is forcing me
to examine my motives. Level 2 was inconvenient; level 6 is untenable.
When there
is poo lapping in the waves of my favorite beach, when I can’t get things done
because local service providers are ‘Closed for
loadshedding’, when small businesses go under because they can’t afford to ‘go
off the grid’, when my international business partners want to switch service providers
because I’m always ‘Waiting for the power to come back on’, when the down-turn
of the economy inhibits my standard of living, when I can't get to work because the traffic lights are off, all of the day-to-day
frustrations catch-up with me and I am forced to see through the platitudes. My
bubble is burst. I can no longer retreat to my refuge of ‘Ya it is inconvenient
but at least I’ll be ok.’
I’m grateful
for the ‘South African miracle’ but what if God didn’t? What if he doesn’t?
Will I still choose to live where God places me, or will I go where I can enjoy
a better standard of living and be comfortable?
What is
really in my heart?
Submission
to Christ is not really a reality until he asks me to do something I don’t want
to do. Up until this point, there have been more ‘pros’ to living in SA for me
than ‘cons’. That may change soon. Then what will I do? Will I obey God’s will
for my life or will I move somewhere more comfortable and justify my decision
with spiritual-sounding language?
That maybe doesn’t
sound like such a big deal, but actually it is.
Jesus said
to those who want to be his disciples, ‘Deny yourself, pick up your cross and
follow me.’
Church
history tells us that the early disciples cast lots for which nation they would
take the Gospel to. Paul went to Jerusalem despite being told in prophecy that
he would be arrested if he went back there. Jesus returned to Jerusalem despite
knowing that they would crucify him there.
Jesus said,
‘Seek first my kingdom and my righteousness and I will provide you with everything
you need.’ If we are not following God’s will for our lives, are we truly his disciples?
No, we are not. No, I am not. And if I am following God's will, he says that he will provide for me, so I need not worry.
As I contemplate
a rather different looking future in SA, I wrestle with my heart. I have fears.
I have anger. I am looking for the exits. I feel the Spirit draw me back to the
way of Christ. I choose faith not fear. I choose grace not bitterness. I turn
my face toward Christ not escape. And yes, I pray for another South African
miracle. But even if he doesn’t, I will follow Christ wherever he leads me.
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