It was around 1965/1966 when there was a terrible drought and it came at a time when my tribe was noted for pride and arrogance, social injustices, etc. It was a time of mixing sundowners and a fair level of irreverence, masked by a deep religious conscience – a token one, when measured in bulk.
During this period, the drought became intense and church services were held. Yet we did not pray for rain, as the church minister encouraged people to repent from their ways. Repentance is the admission of guilt and turning away from the offence.
People sobbed, cried out to God because of their sins. A few minutes into the service, a church council member went up to the minister, whispered in his ear. Then, the minister interrupted the proceedings and urged all to instantly make their way home, as some had thirty or fifty miles to drive and a cloudburst was happening outside – from skies that were clear minutes before. On this flat highveld land, storms could usually be seen from a distance, but not this time.
I saw this again, during another terrible drought in the Overberg – North Boland region, in the very early 1970’s. In our church, the reverend, Mr Combrinck, asked people not to pray for rain but to seek God’s face first, to deal with sinful attitudes, to repent. The miracle was repeated while we were still in church.
It is a principle of Scripture that we will have our early rains, our late ones, our seasonal rains in abundance at the appropriate times, when our relationship with Jesus is where it is supposed to be.
I see the drought, I hear the mockers ridicule, I see pride and arrogance. I see bad driving, which really reflects the heart. I see people rioting, I see arson, corruption, all manner of crime, drug dealing and prostitution, promiscuity and a worship of other gods – things that replace Jesus as Number One.
I see support for Antichrist political movements local and abroad, support for atheist Marxist communism, I see support for public violence, greed, corporate coveting of what belong to others.
I see children rebel against their parents, so many daughters forsaking and betraying their very own flesh and blood, who had raised them. I see hate, unforgiveness and I see an open aversion to Jesus.
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Then I see this terrible drought and, in my mind’s eye, I see the blatant sexual promiscuity on my city’s streets. There even has been bicycle rides totally in the nude, with young children attending – girls who have yet to develop. The Mayor gave a blessing just as other God-antagonising events get promoted so that Cape Town can “keep up with the rest of the world.”
Is this wave of drought, crime, economic downturn, political instability perhaps how the much-predicted tsunami is hitting Cape Town?
Favour comes through relationship and we want our loving Father’s blessing yet we try to denounce Him in public? Are we not deluded in our thinking?
While we do bad things, we participate in the sensus and well over 8 out of every 10 proclaim to be Christian. Isn’t it time we had the integrity to live up to our claims?
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