Monthly Archives: September 2012

Pharisee Syndrome


The Pharisees were well known in Biblical times. They were the ones that studied the scriptures. The name Pharisee in its Hebrew form means separatists, or the separated ones. And separate they were indeed.

They didn’t like mingling with the common people. They believed they were holy and all the other people were sinners. They didn’t hesitate to expose another person’s wrongdoing. They didn’t hesitate to judge those that were different from them. How sad. They didn’t like Jesus; He mingled with the wrong crowd and He wasn’t impressed by their self-righteousness.

Why am I rambling on about Pharisees today? Because there is a Pharisee Syndrome in the church today.

How do we wish to influence the world if we never spend any time with them? How can we show them the unconditional love of God if we refuse to sit around the same table as them? How will we win souls, if we only spend time with fellow believers, nicely in a comfort zone? Jesus didn’t do that! He sat in the houses of the most despised sinners! He mingled with the wrong crowd! Why? He came for the lost! He didn’t come for the saved! He gave the command to go OUT and make disciples. Get out of your little circle of saved friends. You have a job to do.

The church of Jesus must wake up. Satan is catching us with a subtle sin. He is making us proud. We are so proud that we are Christians that we don’t want to mingle anymore with people that are not sitting in the same church as we are. He is deceiving us, making us think that we are without sin, so that we will start judging those around us. And in doing so, we sin! God gives grace to the humble, He resists the proud. The Word clearly says, there is no one without sin, no not one!

We as Christians are not holy! Not by far! And we should stop pretending that we are. We should stop judging other people. We should rather get back to Jesus and ask Him for the cloak of humbleness. So that we can show Jesus to the world.

The world needs to see Jesus through us. They do not need to see our pride.


Remember me


If you go through the old posts on this blog, you will notice that there are several of them on the same topic: what will people remember about me when I am gone?

Sometimes I approached it from the angle of: what am I doing now that has eternal value?

I received the most beautiful short essay this week via email.  It was written by a teenager, Jaco van der Merwe.  It beautifully sums up everything I said in all the different blog posts.


Throughout history, men and women have been remembered for many things. Some of them might have wanted it that way. For others, it was most likely the way their lives played out.

But as for me, I want to be remembered for having made a difference in my world.

When the day comes that I lie on my deathbed, I want to die in peace, I want to die knowing that my life was lived making someone else’s life better. Even though many people want to change the world, simply knowing that I made a difference in one person’s life will be reward enough.

There are many ways to make a difference. It could be saving a life, standing up for someone when no one else does, or simply giving them a smile when they need it most. Because even the smallest difference made is still a difference.

I do not want a statue built in my honour, nor to be immortalized in a history book. I do not feel the need for the world to know what I have done. No recognition is required. The knowledge that someone out there will remember me for the difference I have made in their world is all the satisfaction I need.

Not only do I want to make a difference in the lives of those around me, I also want to make a difference in the lives of my wife and children. I want to leave this world knowing that my wife and children’s lives were changed by the things I did for them.

The day I die I want to be remembered.

Not for the car I drove, for the money I had, not for the size of my house. But I want to be remembered for the difference that I made. Not only in my world, but in the world of others.

Remember me for what I did for others, not to them. For what I gave them and not what I gained from them.

Well said young man, well said.

A praying Mother


I don’t know who wrote this – I got it on an email from a friend. But it so touched my heart that I just have to share it with you.

The moment a child is born, the mother is also born.
She never existed before.
The woman existed, but the mother, never.
A mother is something absolutely new.

Mothers have an unfair advantage with the Lord. In Luke 7, Jesus observed a huge funeral procession in Nain. The entire town was present. He observed the young men and women weeping. He observed the pastors and apostles weeping. He observed the elders weeping. He observed the fathers weeping. He observed the children weeping. He observed the sadness on people’s faces. Nothing seemed to move Him, until HE SAW THE MOTHER.
The bible says He had compassion when He saw her and immediately raised her boy from the dead. (Luke 7:12-15).
It was the cry of a mother that moved the Heart of God.

Still today, Mothers who cry before the Lord for their families, for their marriages, for their homes move the Heart of God. When Mothers stop praying their families (especially their children) perish. Satan gets a foothold and starts to destroy the home, yet when they return to their rightful place as the anchor of the home, demonic strongholds get demolished.

In Psalms 17, 36, 57, 63, and 91 God’s role is likening to that of a Mother. As a Mother protects, upholds and defends her children, so does God also protect us under the shadow of His Wings. We find refuge there and can hide there until the danger is over.

A mother’s role is so vital that a father cannot get his prayers answered if he dishonors/disrespects her (1 Peter 3:7).

Because, of this favour over mothers, they are also the most attacked persons in the home. The devil is terrified of Mothers (the powerhouse in the home). Yet the Lord has put inside Mothers grace and resilience to overcome any situation. Today, As the woman of the home, consider yourself blessed. Consider yourself highly favoured and consider yourself dangerous when you pray.

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