Small Things Are Great

One Point of Failure for Most Ministries is the handing over stage. One of the most delicate stages in ministry is handing over —passing the baton to someone else. Many ministries struggle or even die at this point. The Bible shows us how critical this stage is, from Moses handing over to Joshua (Deuteronomy 31:7-8) to Elijah passing his mantle to Elisha (2 Kings 2:9-15). When done right, the work of God continues and even grows. When done poorly, the ministry suffers or dies. Here are four ways this stage often goes wrong: 1. Failure to Hand Over.    Some saints have very sticky hands when it comes to ministry. Even when their season is clearly over, they hold on—sometimes until they die or the ministry itself dies. We must learn to discern the seasons (Ecclesiastes 3:1) and shift with them. Don’t freeze and try to shine in a cold season; let go when God says so. Moses was struggling with this and God used his father in-law to teach him some lessons. 2. Handing Over Only to Y...

Today, we began our study of the book of Revelation in our fellowship. But before diving deep, it’s good to pause and reflect on the full title of the book. It’s not simply “Revelation” — the proper title is: “ The Revelation of Jesus Christ. ” This isn’t about when Jesus will return, but about how  He will be revealed in the final days. It’s a revealing, not a calendar. Don't fall for the temptation to work out dates like 2nd August or any other. As we began exploring, something flipped in our understanding. Flashback to a Question. Let’s rewind to Mark 13. After Jesus predicts the destruction of the temple, four disciples — Peter, James, JOHN , and Andrew — pull Him aside privately and ask: “ Tell us, WHEN will these things happen? And WHAT will be the sign that they are all about to be fulfilled? ” – Mark 13:4 Jesus gives a prophetic answer, but doesn’t respond to both parts of their question. Instead, He finishes with this statement: “ But about that day or hour NO ONE knows...

Let me share with us what feels like a small win like the height of the floor in our discipleship journey — something so small, but so deeply moving. We recently wrapped up the book of Hebrews in our home fellowship, and we’re now diving into Revelation. A couple of Sundays ago, one of the boys in our group had a minor bike accident. His left foot got injured, and the wound got worse, requiring hospital visits and rest at home. Today I visited him just to check in. While chatting, I noticed an exercise book beside him. I flipped through it casually… and then paused. The handwriting was baaaad, but the words — they caught me off guard. The boy, in Grade 2, had been spending his time copying the book of Revelation, word for word. He may not fully understand what he’s writing yet, but the choice of activity tells you something deeper is already being formed. I sat there holding back tears. I felt it deeply — God 1, Satan 0. We keep making disciples. One heart at a time. One page at a time...

A few weeks back, I visited a recently widowed lady, and our conversation led to an unexpected discovery. God is more serious about saving souls than saving relationships. He's more serious about the eternal relationship than the momentarily one. As we spoke, she opened up about how their marriage began. The early years were marked by confusion, wonder, and deep disappointments. When children came, things didn’t get better—in fact, they grew harder. Her husband began breaking the marriage covenant and was sleeping around. She sought counseling. She paid for it. They attended the sessions together. Eventually, the man began to change. He repented. His repentance ushered in a new season. He managed resources better. They were able to buy a house, own a car, and establish several businesses. The lady was happy. So were the children. But the bliss didn’t last. Her husband was involved in an accident and died. That’s when the Lord spoke. As she shared her story and reached the point whe...

I’ve carried this thought with me for quite some time now: that not every word in the Bible—even when we include the often-debated books that were removed or left out—is necessarily scripture. Some of it is. But perhaps not all. This conviction began to take shape as I sat with Paul’s words to Timothy—words we often quote without pausing to listen: > “ All Scripture is God-breathed...” Two words held me still: ALL  and BREATHED . And not just the wording, but the tense . Paul is pointing backwards—he’s describing something that was already given,  not something being written in real-time (like the very letter he was penning). It made me ask: What was Paul referring to as scripture? Whatever it was, he believed it had already been breathed out by God  —inspired, spoken, revealed to men who then faithfully wrote it down. This “breath” of God isn’t poetic fluff. It’s essential in his wording. For someone to speak, breath must pass through their lips. Not just to stay aliv...

We’re currently reading through the book of Romans in our fellowship, and this past Sunday, we landed on chapter 13. Let’s just say—we didn’t sing. We prayed, then dived straight into the deep end. It wasn’t planned, but everything from our hearts to our history books showed up. One kid showed up with an injury and so we started by nursing the wound and hearing how his Batman stunts backfired, then we went into maandamano and finally the Bible. Romans 13 talks about leadership and love . The chapter begins by saying that all authority comes from God, and that resisting authority is like resisting God. Paul calls government leaders “SERVANTS OF GOD”, and that line alone shook the room, especially considering the times we’re living in. Romans 13 (GNT) reads thus... Everyone must obey state authorities , because no authority exists without God's permission, and the existing authorities have been put there by God . Whoever opposes the existing authority opposes what God has ordered; an...

What do you do as a man when lightning strikes twice—and keeps on striking? Do you pray for the storm to end, ask God to reverse events, or just curse Him and die? I think that’s what happened to Job. He received a series of terrible news, one after another. It’s also what happens to many men. When lightning strikes at a distance, it’s a wow moment. " Did you see that ?" "That was huge!" People smile, point, and marvel. But when it strikes home—and all you’ve been building goes up in flames—that’s when you desperately hope to find someone who’s gone through the same storm and learn how they stood again. Unfortunately, most men coil back. We try to run the course solo and the world allows it. I relate deeply with Job. This being Mens Mental Health Month, I’ve been reflecting on my life—as a child, a boy, a man, and a minister. It's been fun, tough, and threaded with every shade of emotion. As the lastborn, I received the end and last bit of everything—from clothe...