Invite Us, Lord, Back To Your Table!
Once I thought it was only a symbol, that by looking at it I might know in part who Christ is. I thought it a great scandal...
Category: Nthabiseng Maphisa
Where I Can See God’s Fingerprint
News networks around the globe seem determined to swallow up the horrors of the world and to vomit it out in thirty-minute reports on their channels. It...
New Chapter In My Great Book Of Life
Well, here we are. We find ourselves sitting on the benches in an arena as spectators to a fight between world leaders and this most unwelcome virus....
Abracadabra: Magic Or Miracle?
In times of old, there were those who would utter a single word to cast a spell. There were those who would wave a wand and by...
The Burning Fire Of Truth
There are various kinds of lies—and a gentle light is not enough to reveal Truth, writes Nthabiseng Maphisa. In the blackness of the night, amidst the whispers...
To Bring Heaven To Earth, By Brush
I have recently begun to study the different periods in art history. None have brought me to as much awe and admiration as the works seen in...
The Season Of Great Expectations
It’s that time of the year again. There has been overeating and overshopping. The malls were filled with children and teenagers. There was the clamour of trolleys...
The Day I Learned to Clean My Room
It all started with a conversation at lunch with my fellow interns. The question on the importance of making one’s bed arose. “I always make my bed,”...
This is the New World!
Whizz! Bang! Pew! Ching! No, I’m not sneezing and you’re not dreaming. Those are simply the sounds of the world around you. We live on a planet...
Why the Church is Losing the Youth!
The Church is losing the youth when it forces young people to believe its teachings without engaging them, argues Nthabiseng Maphisa. The youth of today are a...
What it Means to have Freedom
I turned my eyes to behold the sapphire waves in front of me. My toes wiggled in the sand and the sun covered my skin. I walked...
Let a Picture Say a Thousand Words
The first time I went to the Louvre Museum in Paris was a warm and sunny Bastille Day — July 14 — and the city was buzzing...
