Posts Tagged ‘worship’

CityHill Church Launch

Wednesday, March 9th, 2011

It finally arrived. HCF is now CityHill church. The 6th of March was an amazing day, thousands gathered from all the church’s sites in one venue. There was excitement in the air as the church began to worship God together and celebrate his amazing love.

I was involved in the Promise Land, our children’s church’s, rap. The most daunting part was trying to remember all those words. It’s amazing how, even though you know the words, when you stand on a stage the words can disappear. In the end I remembered most of them, and improvised for some. It was an awesome privilege to be a part of such an iconic moment in the church’s history.

Visit CityHill’s website here to find out more.

Special thanks to Mandy Rothquel, Msizi Hadebe, Cole Marshall and Ayanda for filming different bits for me.

2010 Reflections

Monday, December 27th, 2010

2010. The hideous beast of a rollercoaster has past, but it has left its mark. Growing as a person seems to have become compulsory somewhere along the line, and this year is no exception. People say you grow through hard times, they’re right. You do. You are forced to. I find it increasingly difficult to claim that I have gone through hard times when I know I am blessed. I have wealth. Not just financially, but spiritually, in friendships and in family. There is much to be thankful for.  So when I talk of hardship I talk of finding one’s place in this world, something which each one of us must do.

At the beginning of 2010 I was filled with anticipation and excitement. I believed this would be the year I find out what God is planning, what’s coming around the corner. God, however, had different plans. I come out of 2010 with even more questions unanswered.

In 2009 I had auditioned for my first movie role. I had fluffed the first audition, but went on to post another online and received a call back. In 2010 I had to accept my first movie NO. At the time I was disappointed, in hindsight I am thankful. The audition process had given me experience I needed to have, and given me confidence to do it again. The role, on the other hand, was not something that would have been good for me for numerous reasons. After much struggle, I got a late call to assist the casting department for the same movie. Again, it was not what I had expected, but I moved mountains to be there and worked hard for no recognition. I can happily say it was a fantastic decision. I got to experience my first set, and to see the boring side, the reality, of making movies. I got to meet amazing people and stay in a beautiful place. I came out of the short time with more knowledge and an intensified passion.

This passion put a heavy struggle on my studies. Accounting at university level has never been even slightly interesting to me, but it has become part of my journey. For reasons God alone knows, I have been sent along this path, and I can only trust it will work out for the best. By God’s grace I completed my degree at the end of this year, and will go on to study honours in the next. There is no doubt in my mind that this is where God wants me to be, I just don’t understand why.

My love of music has had fuel added to its flames. Thanks to some special friends, some of them who I only met this year, I have grown in confidence. I joined the church worship team, and am slowly getting used to singing in public. I have acquired a new interest in the drums, where I sneakily grab sticks after a youth meeting and make some noise, and hope to learn more.

The Soccer World Cup being in our back yard was an experience of a life time. I never got to see a game in the stadium but I got to experience it with thousands of ordinary South Africans on our beautiful beachfront. It forced our government to clean up our beautiful city, and return the beachfront to its glory.

Srizzil has finally found its direction, as a personal portfolio of entertainment for others to enjoy, and is flourishing under its new direction. This year alone I have gained over 13 300 video views across my YouTube channels, a 370% increase over the year before.

I have made many amazing new friends, and lost some along the way. I’ve laughed my heart out, and cried like it could never be put back. I’ve seen God do crazy things, and I’ve spent time with more who refuse to see he exists.

Overall 2010 has been a year of lessons, hard ones, but lessons that I needed to learn. I can only hope 2011 teaches me so much more.

Life, Love and Sliced Cheese

Friday, March 21st, 2008

Life, Love and Sliced CheeseThe rain poured down the glass as James sat reading in his chair. He was reading his favourite book, the only book he had ever read and he had read it more than twenty seven times. His parents were out shopping for groceries and he had opted to stay.

He had nobody to take to the annual dance and he was drowning his sorrows in cheese. Cheese was one of the most satisfying tastes to James’ selective palette which cautiously stayed away from exotic foods and stuck to burgers, noodles and of course, cheese. James was no couch potatoes though. He played soccer and cricket, and was one of the school’s top basketball players.
The phone rang and James put down his book. He sighed heavily as he picked it up.

“This is James.”
“Hey James, how are you?”
“Sup Alex? I’m O.K.”
“I heard about you and Sam, bummer man. What happened?”
“Oh, she said she couldn’t keep up with me, that I was too friendly with other girls and stuff.”
“What’s wrong with having a few good friends that are girls?”
“She was super jealous. I’m over her, although it is sad.”
“Well, are you coming to youth tonight?”
“I suppose it would be good to get out. I’ll see you then.”
“Cool, see ya.”

James put the phone down slowly. It wasn’t cool being let down but he knew he needed to get out and get over it. Life goes on. Besides he had so much to be thankful for. He had a quick shower and got dressed.

Alex met him at youth. The place was packed with teens and tweens. They met up with some other friends and James began to feel better already. That was when he saw her. She was standing in a group just a few meters away. Her hair was a golden brown, long and silky as it fell behind her ears and half way down her back. Her eyes were a stunning sky blue lighting up as she spoke excitedly to her friends. She turned her head and saw James. She smiled, her perfectly white teeth just exposing themselves between her gorgeous lips. James gulped. She turned back to her friend and she giggled.

She said something to her friends and walked towards James. His heart skipped a beat.
“Hi, I’m Storm.”
“Um…, hi.” She giggled again, her nose wrinkled up in the cutest way, James thought.
“I couldn’t help seeing you stare at me.”
“Sorry about that… I’m James.”
“Nice to meet you James, do you want to join me for a soda?”
“Soda?”
“Yes James, a cool drink.”

How could somebody so beautiful be so sweet? James nodded slowly and walked with her towards the tuck shop. His friends watched him leave, whispering among themselves. He asked what she wanted, and she replied with a Fanta. That was James’ favourite drink. They spoke for a while and he couldn’t believe how much they had in common.

The youth leaders called everybody inside and praise and worship began. James was fascinated by Storm’s love for Jesus. She danced and worshiped him with all her heart. James was falling for her in a big way. The youth pastor spoke on friendship and how Jesus wanted to be their ultimate friend. Storm’s laugh was contagious and every joke that she laughed at got the entire building laughing.

After the meeting they walked outside together. James looked at her and smiled.

“I think I really like you Storm,” She smiled again making James’ heart race, “Will you come with me to my schools annual dance?”
“I would love to James.”
“How about movies tomorrow night?”
“What time will you pick me up?”
“Six, we can see the eight thirty show.”
“I’ll see you then”

She lent forward and kissed him softly on the cheek. James stood, glued to the spot watching her get into her parent’s car. She waved and he waved back. When James got home he raced to the fridge. He pulled open the door and grabbed a piece of sliced cheese. He kissed it and smiled. Life was good!