It was a rough time in my life. It was May and I had decided to enroll in a prophetic school to bide my time and to help me get over a failed relationship. I don’t know why people seem to think that when they’re ready to give someone else hell that that is a time to start a relationship. If you can’t even believe God loves you how do you go about seeking out a relationship. It beats me. At any rate.. It was over and I tried to focus on the future but try as I might I couldn’t get over the blatant disrespect for what I stand for and am trying to do in this world. It all seemed to revolve around weather or not I had left the teaspoon in my cup while drinking coffee or not. It also seemed to revolve more around what her friends thought of me than what she actually thought of me.

Quite frankly , if your friends don’t have guts don’t make that my problem. Spending the rest of my life trying to please someone who doesn’t really understand what faithfulness really means wasn’t going to be my problem and in the end I couldn’t help but end the relationship. It hurt like hell because I really loved her but between her dishing out slaps to me in public and her blatant disrespect of my boundaries I had decided that enough is enough. Telling me that there is something wrong with me most of the time didn’t quite sound like the nature of a ‘ prophet ‘ to me. The ex used to believe she was a prophet in case you’re wondering why I said that.

While attending this prophetic course , I was told by yet another clueless bimbo who was into Arthur Burke that I was cursed by this woman I was in a relationship with. Really ? Is that what they teach you in prophetic school ? Such a load of trash it has never been my misfortune to continually cross paths with. And it seems to permeate the whole arena by people who refuse to listen but think they’re somehow been gifted to speak into people’s lives. Listen, do me a favor , if you can’t say without a doubt that you know where you’re going if you die and that God unconditionally loves you , don’t speak to me because you’re going to get your ass whipped. So , on my way to prophetic school one night a taxi decided to do a u-turn in-front of me. I hit it at 100 km an hour and the car which I had been married to for 14 years came to a sudden and fatal end. Just before hitting the taxi I told myself ‘ oh what the heck , it’s ok ‘ And that , my friends is how its done. It isn’t ” Oh my God , I still haven’t listened to Arthur Burke CD number 20001 ! “. That woman who told me I may be cursed literally cursed me by telling me what she believed. It didn’t stick however because I came out the other side after hitting that taxi with 15 people in it with nothing but a slight bruise on my forehead. Arthur Burke 0 Jesus Christ 1. I re-iterate , there is nothing you have to do to be saved. Just trust God for heavens sake.

I spent the whole night talking to my sister on the phone the night of the accident. I went to bed at four. At seven o’ clock I decided to phone someone I thought was a friend only to be told ” Nick , you know you should drive slower , perhaps if you’d listened to the Holy Spirit you’d have avoided the accident. ” Really ? Did Jesus not listen to the Holy Spirit and that’s how He landed up on the cross. Such ignoramus’s . I don’t consider the speed I was doing speeding . I was actually happy with my car and one block before the accident and decided that I was going to keep it. There was a red light flashing on the dashboard that I couldn’t seem to fix but otherwise she was ok. I had just refurbished roof lining.

I don’t want to have anything to do with women in the church anymore. Especially the one’s listening to Arthur Burke. You don’t seem to get that you can’t listen to ‘ teachings ‘ to get yourself into a better space with God. Rather use scripture on it’s own to convince yourself that it is finished . The cross is all that matters , and no I am not concentrating on one head of corn. ( my ex seemed to believe that all I knew was the gospel ie. the one head of corn and the bread of the rest of the word I didn’t know) . I have studied the word for more years than she had been baptised but she still felt the need to insult me in her prophecy group by saying ‘ there are other mielies in the field ‘ . Surely they ordained me a minister of God because I know a little more than the cross , but this she even questioned. Only Arthur Burke and university degrees count you see. I digress…She used to wake up and say ‘ read  the word ‘ . I know the word , I don’t have to read it. He , The Word , is alive in me ! I know myself !

Anway , thank you for costing me a car and for almost ruining my life but what the devil purposed for evil has instead become a testimony of simple faith in Jesus Christ.

My testimony is this , not even a taxi doing an illegal u-turn in front of me can separate me from the Love of God which is in Christ Jesus. I moved that entire taxi out of the way without so much as hurting one person. The tax was still in one piece and hardly looked damaged. No One Died Praise Jesus !