I managed to get the servers running smoothly again. I couldn’t understand why the sliders weren’t working as they should. You know , the slide show ontop of every blog , just about , in this entire network. I updated a few things and rebooted the servers. Worked like magic. Now everything is working as it should.

I went to a meeting on Thursday night. I was standing centrally and I started praising Jesus for everything He has done on my behalf. I realized that , wow ! , we’re not at a funeral service. We’re at a Holy Spirit meeting where everyone is there to both represent and receive Life from the future into the present. Jesus rose from the dead , so when we come together we’re there to commemorate His Life and Victory over death. ” Fear not for I have overcome the world ” , and yet despite this revelation when I told the people there they appeared somewhat bemused by what I said. They didn’t realize that I was referring to them. They got together and it looked to me like they were commemorating a funeral. Hands turned up and waiting to receive something from the Lord. Allot of people see things, and then share it but I seriously doubt that they’ve received anything from the Lord because they have frown lines and not smile lines. I may be oversimplifying things and perhaps they’re displaying some kind of mature spiritualism and perhaps I lack compassion for their state of being. I am just sick of it. I didn’t leave engineering to join a pitty party or a stress club. We’re all at different seasons and things aren’t rosey , I get that , but if we can’t make Jesus the one central piece in our lives that no body can touch we might as well pack up and go home.

Smile damn it ! stop questioning everything and working through your soul issues ! Your SOUL is supposed to be saved by simply believing that Jesus overcame it all for you. Do you ? Do you believe ? Then jump for JOY ! stop walking around and saying that you represent Jesus but behave more like you’ve just come from a funeral service.

YOU’VE LOST YOUR FIRST LOVE !

Arthur Burke my backside.

Anyway , so I took this resolve to represent Him more closely home with me and I reset all my servers and the sliders started working. I cleaned out all the old junk and simply believed and everything fell into place for my servers. So … learn from it , or continue crying about how far you think you’ve grown . No one having drunk old wine immediately desires the new , for he says the old is better . Why are you so hell bent on the old ? because you think your own credit is better than imputed credit. Why can’t you simply believe and get into it ! You believe the soccer result from last week ? You didn’t battle to smile when your team one did you ? Then why is it so hard to smile and believe in what Jesus did when he went into the ring with satan and came out tops ? I’ll tell you why , it’s because you have an evil heart of unbelief. Oh , and stop calling yourself a prophet . The spirit of prophecy is the testimony of Jesus. If you don’t rejoice in His victory you don’t have the correct Spirit with which to prophesy.

Hope I’ve rubbed some salt in your wounds. Salt heals and preserves. It’s all meant in love. Peace Peace.

Till next time.

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 !

After scratching my head for 24 hours I finally found out why we couldn’t post in the visual editor. Problem now sorted. Continue.

Haha! I thought what I wrote here might create some waves. Well at any rate. At least I know the network reaches some people. The Nikipress.com project is moving forward and its creating followers. I’d love it if this blog was totally normal and ready to be read by everyone but it’s about my journey , so lets just leave it at that. Sooner or later my testimony is going to crystalize on this site and then it’s going to be a source of encouragement. I’ve been developing for so long that I think I’ve forgotten how to write.

I quite enjoy the idea of sharing where I am at and what I am doing with the rest of the world. Please excuse the previous posts where it may have come across that I am some kind of victim. If you’re going to be follow this blog you’ll also realize that I don’t quite believe that I am in control anyway. He ( God ) is Sovereign. I believe He is in charge.

And with that.. it’s time for me to hit the sack. It’s 12:52 in the evening…time for sleep.