No Fear Just Faith: Mvokazi Mjayezi

Meet Mvokazi the editor of Christian mag, J-Star, she is such an awesome person and has a openness of spirit that makes you feel at ease. Mvo started J-Star because she felt called to it… literally going on FAITH alone….

Gracing the cover of her first edition

Fear? What is fear when you already feel like you backed up against a wall and you have to make a decision right then and there anyway? Yep, thatā€™s the place I found myself in a couple of months ago. The year before then, God had given me an instruction to ā€œstart a Christian lifestyle magazineā€. He then gave me the name for it J-Star( Jesusā€™ Star). So me, having always wanted to run my own business, tried a few without having much success, I got really really excited. I mean, Iā€™d been stuck in a job which I didnā€™t enjoy for a few years, and Iā€™d really felt like my time there had come to an end ages ago, but I was just not having any luck finding another one. I mean for years Iā€™d been looking for a job, but I came to realise that, that wasnā€™t Godā€™s plan for me. He wanted me to run my own business, but of course having tried a few, with little success I was at that searching place.

On top of that Iā€™ve been a writer all my life. Iā€™ve written countless journals, countless romantic novels and short stories ā€“ donā€™t ask me where they are though, cause I wouldnā€™t have an answer for you! Not to mention that Iā€™ve gotten in trouble with my mom quite a few times with this writing thing, as sheā€™d discovered some major things that I hadnā€™t disclosed to her, in some of my secrete writings ā€“ which she accidentally found. Plus, there had been this long-standing prophecy over my life about a ā€˜friendship ministryā€™; which I had not idea what those people were talking about. I think 3 or 4 people had prophesied that over me, on different occasions. Well then, how wondrous it was to come full circle, and realise that the friendship ministry was coming to life!

So when He told me to start this magazine I got really, really excited. So I started planning and doing research. I had the name; then I decided on the vibe and feel that I was going for. Next was the content that would go on the first Issue. I wrote and deleted a lot. I planned on projects that I would do to raise funds for printing the mag and unplanned those too a couple of times. I approached people and I really felt like I was on my way with this thing.

I really felt like God was telling me to move on this thing, and make it happen. So I had a chat with my hubs as I felt like I needed more timed to make this thing happen, and with a full time job, just didnā€™t have that time. So with his blessing, I decided to talk to my bosses and asked that I only work half days at work, so that I can do my thing in the afternoon. Fortunately for me there was already a lady that theyā€™d recently hired, and she took over from me.

 Then I discovered that I was already 4 months pregnant, and life was just awesome. I mean  was only at my job for like 4 hours, then the rest of the day I was doing what I absolutely love to do, which is writing, and running my own business ā€“ really life couldnā€™t be more great.

But alas, I discovered that my bosses werenā€™t as ā€˜coolā€™ as I thought. In my opinion, they didnā€™t like me having my own aspirations outside of their company, and in a way they were wanting to push me out! My plan had been to work there for the rest of 2014, and then leave at the end of the year. So I had to make a decision, because Iā€™d been miserable there for years anyway, and well God had showed me my destiny and Iā€™d started on this journey of walking in that destiny. Donā€™t get me wrong, there was a bit of fear niggling at the back of my mind. I was pregnant after all, and babies can be expensive. Was this really the right time to venture out into a knew business?

Well I kicked fear to the curb and decided to live by faith, I mean God is pleased by faith right? So instead of continuing in misery at my old job, where I wasnā€™t wanted anyway ā€“ I made a decision to live the place when I was going on maternity leave, and not go back, and so I did. It has been the best few months I tell you. Every single day, I get to do what I love, and on top of that I get to be there for my kids. I mean sure, my life is hectically busy, Iā€™m doing a few projects simultaneously, so Iā€™m not there, there. But they see mommy most of the time, even if mommy is on the laptop and phone, but mommy is there; and she takes breaks and spends time with them in-between the craziness. There are lots of things in life where fear creeps its way in, but for me I just make the decision to live my faith instead. Whatā€™s fear going to do, accept make me stand still in life, and not walk in my destiny? So whenever it comes, I just make that decisions, and mostly, I look at the bigger picture. There may be challenges now, because any new business come with its challenges, but for me the love of what I do drives me in the midst of those challenges, and the promise from God of the fruits of doing what I drives me to push forward, because one of these days, Iā€™m going to be reaping those fruits.

So I want to encourage you ladies out there to live your life according to what you know God wants you do. Do you. Donā€™t live according to peopleā€™s views and opinions. People always have a lot to say, especially when they donā€™t understand what you are doing what you are doing. But I say, as long as God is cool with you and what youā€™re doing, then who cares what other people think right? Whatā€™s their opinion, compared to Godā€™s plan for your life? Kick fear to the curb! Do you, as God has called you to live your life!

#Nofear

Sometimes you can borrow faith…The Amelia story

Today’s No Fear Just Faith guest post comes from Amelia who blogs over at Suddenly A Mom. I met Amelia as a freelance writer when I was in charge of organising writers for ad features back in the day. I really liked her and used my power as her link to work to force her to be my friend, whahahahaha. But seriously there was something seriously cool about her and after reading her post I’m sure you will understand šŸ™‚

Iā€™ve never been a particularly fearful person. Iā€™m not scared of lonely streets, bikers with tattoos, dogs with big teeth, or cars that drive fast. But, 2014 certainly taught me what being afraid was really about. If ever I had doubts…2014 cleared them up for me!

At the risk of making this a depressing journal of disaster, Iā€™ll give a quick breakdown of what happened last year.
February ā€“ got divorced from my husband of nearly 10 years after he told me he was having an affair with a girl from work.
Also February ā€“ my stepmom (with whom Iā€™m really close) nearly lost her life and spent weeks in hospital, followed by rehabilitation.
April ā€“ found a lump in my neck.
May ā€“ spent days and days in public hospitals (thanks to no medical aid), and spent almost all of my savings on medical tests.
June ā€“ first op to remove half my thyroid and 5 lymph nodes, all found to be cancerous and malignant.
July ā€“ second op to remove the rest of my thyroid.
August and September ā€“ in and out of hospital for tests, scans and appointments.
October ā€“ received radiation treatment.
November ā€“ called off a rushed engagement that seemed to be a good idea during all the drama, but was really quite a bad one.
In a timeline, it looks quite manageable. In real life, it wasnā€™t as easy. I was scared. But, there were so many rays of sunshine amidst it all, and these were where the real lessons came from.
Suddenly, the friends Iā€™d shared with my now-ex-husband rallied together and cared for me in ways that I canā€™t imagine, proving their love and loyalty beyond description. I was literally taken into their homes, fed, hugged and distracted 24 hours a day. I wailed in their showers, had panic attacks on their kitchen floors, threw up in their toilets…all while they stood by patiently and told me that I was going to crawl out of this black hole and smile again one day. 

And how right there were! I met the most amazing man with the most amazing daughter. Theyā€™d had their fair share (unfair, really) of sadness and tragedy. But, together, we have found such happiness and calm. Iā€™m now a wife to a glorious person and, without a doubt, my very best friend. And Iā€™m mom to a 6-year old who makes me laugh every day. Iā€™m healthy (hold thumbs for check up!), happy and so grateful. I must admit that my faith in happy endings waned at times. But, maybe it was the faith that my amazing, special friends had that counted. 
Faithful friends

Moving fearlessly forward…The story of Neo

Today’s No Fear Just Faith piece is by my friend Neo, we became friends when I was the reporter charged with showing her (the intern) around. I think I annoyed her at first and she found me too chipper, I grew on her (I always do hahahaha) and now even though she moved away we make a point of keeping in touch… She has a very interesting way of looking at life, jump in with both feet, sort of thing, here is her story…





I have always been fascinated with words. Whether it was writing those (now) cringe envoking love poems in high school, reading until the early hours of the morning or listening to how and the way that people speak. So it is quite befitting that I was ā€œsavedā€ by words that I overheard (hey, I’m a journalist, I overhear everything) in a conversation between two of my ex colleagues at the coffee making station.
What I heard wasn’t mind blowing or the next best selling self-help book idea but its brilliance is in its simplicity.
The conversation went like this: ā€œYou should really try some low fat milk…it’s healthier to drinkā€. And my colleague responded: ā€œLife is far too short for low fat milk my dearā€. That conversation sparked an idea in my brain that has become the basis of how I choose to live my life. Let me explain. I live what I call the ā€œFull cream milk, full cream cheese and the skin on the chicken pleaseā€ life. This may sound like a disaster for my health but in actual fact, it has nothing to do with food.
You see, in the short 27 years of life that I have lived, I have survived countless sexual assaults and attempted rapes at the hands of men and boys who I knew and some of whom were trusted friends and relatives. I’ve also survived a few suicide attempts when I was a kid of hardly 13 years old. (No don’t ā€œawwā€ yet, that’s not the best part of the story). But this is the best life ā€“ I think ā€“ God could have ever given me. Too much harder and I would not have survived and too much easier, and I would not have had the determination to make something of myself. I digress, however.
The Full Cream Life is mainly based on realising that fear as we know it, is nothing but a figment of the thoughts we have…it is not physically real (no really, think about it) and quite frankly, I refuse to be scared of something that does not pose a physical danger to me. Honestly, the feeling of fear annoys me because it cripples your mind from making sound rational decisions and prevents you from taking opportunities presented to you by God.
The Full Cream Life is fuelled by faith. Not mountains of faith but just enough…the size of a mustard seed even (see what I did there? Hehe). I have the greatest faith that God’s plan for my life ā€“ as messed up a start as it had ā€“ is the mirror of perfection. It truly is. When one realises that God will never see you as a failure or without use, there is NOTHING that can stop you from achieving your dreams.
I would love to say that despite everything that happened to me, I went on to become some big shot but no. My story is not a unique one. In fact, if you drive down to your local township right now, pick out a young girl and ask her to tell you her story, you’ll probably hear the same thing. I grew up in a four room house with about 11 other people. No, reread that. Not a four bedroom house, a four room house. It was cramped, there was no privacy, there was no time for one on one time with my breadwinner mommy and it was tough. But at the age 27, I can proudly say that I have had to reset my dreams because I have already achieved the old ones I had by having faith in my God given Full Cream Life.

Now, dear reader, what would you do if you had no fear?

A love stronger than diagnosis …. Tersia’s story

Today’s NoFear JustFaith is a special one, it’s the story of one couple’s belief that they will have a child and the faith that made it happen despite what the Dr’s had to say…

Where do I start about my faith journey? Itā€™s just a strange topic for me to think about as I truly do not think about having faith, I just do it. When El asked me to write a piece about faith I was stunned for a moment. 
Why me? I donā€™t see myself as somebody that is very religious. I grew up in church and I have been a child of God since I can remember, but Iā€™m not the ā€˜Bible under the arm-typeā€™. Iā€™m more the ā€“ Let go and let God-type. 
I think my faith in God has really been part of me from a very early age. I remember as a little girl we once went through a very difficult period and money was just not available. I remember going on my knees with my mom and brother and praying for God to give us a way out. Half an hour later my brother comes running into the house with a brand new R50. My mom was so shocked, where did he find that? He said outside in front of his room window. The wind was howling outside, like it can only in Port Elizabeth. We went outside, in front of my momā€™s room she found another R50. Not moving, brand new, not a mark on it. I went around to my room, in front of my window I found a R50. Not moving in the wind. From that day on I knew that God would never let me down. As long as what I am alive, He will take care of me. 
And yes sometimes it does not feel that way. When we were told that neither myself or my husband would be able to have children, I had lots of questions. But just as soon as the questions came, I would always here the same answer ā€“ God is in control. Heā€™s got this. We prayed a lot and making a decision to adopt was a difficult one. Not because of us, but because of the strain it brought in my family. A white couple adopting a black child was just not what they had in mind. But God knew His plans for us and we knew in our hearts He will give us OUR child. No matter how and what colour she would be. We started the process and it was a long year. We had to stay in faith the whole time. 
Then we had to get police clearance. Then it was medical clearance, then again evaluations if we are mentally prepared to have a baby. All this while I have a full on war going on in my family about adopting this sweet little thing we now call our own. It was worth every tear and every prayer. 
And now 19 months after adopting her, Iā€™m almost 7 months pregnant. When I found out I was pregnant I went into total shock. I had so many questions ā€“ why now? How am I going to cope with 2 children under 2? What was the plan. And I still donā€™t know, but I know that God has a plan with both our daughters. He gave me Abbyā€™s name before I knew I was pregnant. I was busy working and I heard a very clear voice ā€“ ā€œJoy is such a beautiful name for a girlā€. Here I must just point out that I have a very personal relationship with God and yes I do answer Him back and yes I do argue. So my answer: ā€œNo itā€™s not.ā€ It happened twice and when I found out I was pregnant I knew her name needed to be Joy, but I really donā€™t like the name Joy. So I started doing research and Abigail means Joy. 
So she will be Abigail Joy ā€“ in other words ā€“ Joy Joy. It has been a very difficult pregnancy up to here. Iā€™ve been in hospital, we have used up all our medical aid on tests and tests and more tests. First the doctor told me that she wonā€™t make it. Iā€™m too old and my history just wonā€™t allow me to carry this baby full term. We kept on saying: Godā€™s will, not ours. Then they thought she had Down Syndrome. There was fear, I must admit. I donā€™t think Iā€™m strong enough to handle it. But after crying my heart out before God I decided once again, not my will, His. So we went for more tests and started doing research on Down Syndrome. 
What the challenges would be and how we would deal with it. But the whole time we kept on saying ā€“ God is in control. He put this baby inside me by some miracle, so He will take care of her. Itā€™s not our jobā€¦ 
After lots of testing and the doctor telling me that I will have an option to abort, I told him no matter what, God gave us this baby, she will be kept safe and loved. And the final results seem that she is just perfect. He thought she had kidney issues. We prayed, her kidneys are just fine. On Monday we had another scare. I was walking in a shopping mall and all of a sudden I could hardly walk. I had such bad pain. To the doctor again ā€“ bladder infection that wants to induce labor.
 We prayed again and Iā€™m starting to feel better. We believe with our whole hearts that both our little miracles are blessed and that God has put them in our care for a reason. We have no idea what, but we are just keeping the faithā€¦ā€¦ā€¦.

Finding your purpose…Curtis’ story

I met today’s guest poster on the train (I met the most amazing people on the train actually) I remember him with those giant architecture files and models, he seemed to like what he was doing but he truly lit up when he spoke about music. The end of one year he got off the train with a model of a building and the next got on with a saxaphone… months later I was at this event, I heard this amazing jazz music coming from the balcony I looked up and there was Curtis K, in his element and a true testament of “no fear, just faith”. Going against what people said, he has now shared a stage with musical greats like George Benson and Hugh Masekela and even toured abroad.
He launches his first CD this weekend so if you are in the area DO CHECK IT OUT!!! he will be releasing his Debut Album at AFM Church at 6pm on Sunday…


ā€œThere is no career in music.ā€ This is one of the phrases I heard for most of my life. However, I always knew I wanted to do music.
I started playing piano at 8 years old and was ā€˜introducedā€™ to the saxophone when I was 10 (because I had no idea it even existed before I started playing it). I played the keyboard in church and later moved on to saxophone. While at school I attended saxophone lessons at the university and did my external exams to later study towards a music degree. Around the last 2 years of school when people started asking me what my plans were after school, I would boldly say: ā€œIā€™m going to study musicā€ which would result in this very unwelcome phrase being thrown at me.
I was young and naĆÆve and believed everyone else knew better so I started the search for the next best thing that would hold a future for me, something that would ā€˜bring in moneyā€™. So in grade 11/12 I did renovations on my uncleā€™s property which sparked an architectural interest in me. My dad was a well-known draftsman for years which led me to believe that it must be in my blood. Despite the fact that I was studying electrical at the technical high school I was attending, I chose to study Architecture at university. I tried to convince myself that this was what I wanted to do.
In the architecture department there was a piano and I found myself playing it at least once a day, my friends and workers. I tried my best to succeed in my architectural venture, but deep down I knew I lacked the passion the career required. After completing my end of year portfolio, my design lecturer asked me a few questions about my designs and projects. Amongst them all, the one question that I clearly remember was: ā€œCurtis, are you sure you want to do architecture?ā€ Obviously wanting to give the correct answer I said ā€œYes, of courseā€. But that question laid heavily on my heart because I knew the real answer. Soon after that I read an article about a matriculant who also plays the saxophone, who was to do a music degree at UCT. While reading the article, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to do another year of architecture while knowing that music is my passion. I showed the article to my dad and told him that that was exactly what I wanted to do. With my parentsā€™ support, I changed my course the following year.
God has opened so many doors for me since I took that leap of faith. With fellow musicians, I formed a local gospel jazz band, Company of Prophets and shared stages with various international artists such as George Benson, Ernie Smith, Hugh Masekela ā€“ a few of many. Iā€™ve been lecturing saxophone students at NMMU for the last 4 years (something I never wouldā€™ve anticipated).
Last year, May 2014, I once again took a step into the unknown and traveled to Taiwan with my friend and fellow musician, Wesley Keet. We spent 6 months as part of an International Jazz Band whose members came from Spain, France and Italy.
This year I finally did something I feared doing for many years: I released my first gospel album, Hymns Volume 1, which showcases a collection of traditional hymns that Iā€™ve played at different churches over the last 12 years. I was always afraid of not being ā€˜good enoughā€™. But I realized that if I donā€™t take that leap of faith – if Iā€™m going to wait until Iā€™m ā€˜good enoughā€™- I will never do anything. Even though we  are our biggest critics and are often fearful of taking risks,  we should remember that 2 Timothy 1:7 says ā€œFor God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.ā€ We need not fear that which is unknown because God is in control. Hebrews 11 tells us that faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen. If our faith is in God who makes all things come into being, the last thing we should feel when it comes to our future is fear. Follow your heart and have faith in what it tells you to believe. Most of all, have faith in God because He knows the plans He has for you, plans that will not harm you but give you a future.
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