A Change of Intention, but not Quite Direction

Hello there beautiful world.

I have been meaning to update my blog for a while now but recent events have left me shocked and raw. I have been staring at this black page for longer than I care to admit. I am not truly composed enough to deliver myself properly so please forgive me as I stumble through this but I have prolonged it for too long, I have news I need to share with everyone.


Firstly I would like to start by explaining the situation that has knocked me over so. One of the guys in my youth died a month ago. He was learning to fly, quite literally, when something went wrong and the plane crash, both him and his instructor were killed. Some of you may have known him and have been sharing my grief over this past month. For those of you who did not know him I will try expand on the situation. Dylan was 15 years old and served in the junior youth, which I help lead. He lived with his aunt and had a complicated family history, as well as a love of adventure and a caring heart. He and I had become close since I moved back to Cape Town and we would often spend hours chatting about life and its many avenues. He was someone in whom I saw great potential and possibilities. I served along side him for four years, and lead him for another year. He was a boy of greatness, of this I have no doubt.

The fact that he was so quickly ripped from this world has torn many of us asunder. As I have watched the youth, and others, fall apart and try reassemble themselves this past month and it has caused a similar fracture in my own life. The first torrent of emotions caused me great grief and anger but as I moved past them, as well as preaching on it to the youth a week later, I found that a emptiness within me. I do not fear death, but it has a heavy effect all the same. I have been victim to fitful nights and resentful days. He was not perfect but he was a light in this often too dark world.


Prior to this, thankfully, a new development occurred in regards to my future and studies. As many of you know I have been looking at going to BSSM (Bethel School of Supernatural Ministry) to study for a year or two before I try and fund my psychology studies in America. This is because I want to serve God and I know BSSM would be a great place to grow with God. It seems, however, that God has better plans for me as I have been given the opportunity, by my gracious mother and grandfather, to study here in South Africa. It is something I prayed and fasted over, as it is a big change to commit to studying here when I have been so eager to go and see the world. I brought it before God and gave it over to Him, at which point I felt that I would be able to serve Him better here as I grow and learn.

Please do not misunderstand me. I have not forgotten my dream, nor have I succumbed to laziness or comfort. I serve my Father and do His work. I feel that I would be foolish to pass up this opportunity to study now and serve where I am needed. The rest of the world will continue to spin on but I do not think that I am prepared to leave behind the church community that I have become so much a part of as it grows and develops. I have no doubt I will be in a foreign country doing work for God one day, but it seems there are other things to come before that.

My main interest is studying at SACAP (South Africa College of Applied Psychology) which offers a rigorous BPsych degree that after 4 years leaves you ready and licensed to practice with honours and 200 hours of experience. This is where I hope to study as they focus on small, interactive, personal classes with hands on experience. Maybe in five years time I'll be talking to you from the other side of a notepad, wouldn't that be something.


On a similar, local topic, I would just like to update those who are interested in on going of my church life. I co-lead our junior youth (grade 4-7), working along side a great lady I help run our program, organise our functions, and co-ordinate our teenage volunteers who number over 20. It is a great honour to work alongside Liane and the teenagers on a Friday to minister to the +50 kids that attend EPIC (the name of our youth) as well as on a Sunday with 3D (grade R-3). It has filled my heart with great joy watching them, both the children and the teenagers, flourish within God. I have grown very found of the youth I both serve and serve alongside.


That is the majority of my news. I apologise again for my delay in letting all of you know, I hope you can overlook the delay and roughness of my post but I wanted to get it out there all the same.

May God bless you and keep you.

Below are some photos from my recent adventures if you are interested, I apologise for the mumbled order.

A Collision With Destiny

Hello beautiful world.

I have often considered the value of my life and what I would be willing to lay it down for, a family member or friend for example. I have endured the death of someone close to me and wondered at how different the world could have been with just a few more years. I have considered giving up the struggle of life and just being at peace. I have always wondered at those who fear death, those who fear the end so much they will ruin their lives just for another year or two. I have often wondered if more could be done by giving one's life instead of living it out. I would not hesitate to give up my life for the chance another could be saved. I do not fear death, I fear living a life without meaning or purpose.

On the 30th of May, 2015, I came face-to-face with death. While driving home, from a normal evening with some friends, I was forced off the road by a bakkie (pick-up truck). My car rolled through the bushes and barricades and stopped in the oncoming traffic on the other side of the national high-way. It was something I never saw coming and never anticipated. When I realised what was happening, and about to happen, I let go of the wheel, closed my eyes, and called out for The Lord to watch out for me. Once I had lost control of the car I knew where things were heading, I knew I would not survive rolling into oncoming traffic. In all honesty I expected to wake up in another realm entirely. Yet the car came to a stop and I got out to stand next to this:

I should have died that night, I do not doubt that.

Most have said how scary it must have been or how quickly it must have happened but it wasn't and it didn't. Once I realised what was happening, let go, and called out to God things slowed down around me. It is not something I would be able to justly describe in words but His presence was upon me. I had no fear of death nor worry of what would happen. As I stood there and looked at what I had just walked out of I knew that there was more.

I understand if you are sceptical. Honestly if you are not spiritual I would be concerned if you were not sceptical. But regardless of whether you believe or not this experience has altered my paradigm. It has kept me up at night and had me pulling at my hair. There is a greater plan for my life that I cannot deny. It both excites and frightens me. I am not even sure how to proceed with my life. Do I act like nothing changed and everything is normal or do I pursue a different, radical life? It is scary stuff. I believed that The Lord has plans for my life but this is next level stuff, undeniable providence.

But regardless, I have been put on this beautiful, terrifying world for a purpose and I will do everything possible to live my life to its fullest.

Settling Into The Real World

Hello there big world.

I have been in Cape Town for a few months now, and although it has taken me a lot longer than I anticipated, I have finally settled in. I do not know how settling in home could have possibly been so wild, yet it was. Let's just say the big world is a lot scarier than it seems, stepping into it can be chaotic. But with The Lord at my side I have found my rhythm & routine in life here. I am, after unsuccessful attempts at a man-pad with some mates, staying with my mom in Panorama (near Canal Walk). I work for my uncle at a tech company, in town, as a management assistant. My job keeps me busy with constantly changing requirements, which keeps it quite interesting.

But the day-to-day activities of life are of lesser importance here. In bigger news, thanks to a very generous donation from my grandfather, I have gotten a motorbike. Susan, as she is know, is a 250cc commuter from Motomia. It is great to have freedom in this regard.

In response to the beautiful weather here in Cape Town, in summer, myself and a group of friends decided to go to Newlands Forest for a get away and to spend some time together. It was great to get away from the routine of everyday life and step into God's wilderness. I may have discovered a slight love for photography along the way.

That is all the real news I have for you at the moment, the past few months I have just been settling in and trying to find my rhythm.

I would like to say a huge thank you to all who read my first post, over 150 people. It is so encouraging to have such interest in my endeavours. Now that I have settled into life I will hopefully be able to start fundraising for BSSM, and beyond.

If you have any questions, comments, or suggestions please don't hesitate to comment on this post directly, or email me personally, if you'd prefer, at james@mundell.co.za.

The Start of a Great Journey

Hi there sweet world.

I have been asked by many to keep in touch by many as I progress along my journey of life and seeing as how I simply cannot keep everyone up to date with all that is going on I have decided to write it down for those who would like to know. For those of you who do not know: I am currently working in Cape Town for my Uncle to raise funds to go study in America. 

I have been raised as a son of God and have felt the calling into His ministry on my life and I intend to answer His call, how could I not? I was intending to go to the Bethel School of Supernatural Ministry (BSSM) this September but due to my financial situation and other things going on in my life I am now planning to head over to California, where Bethel Church is located, next September. I intend to attend a single year of the church's three years they offer at their school of supernatural ministry. After BSSM I would like to study Theology & Psychology, also in America if possible as it is where I feel God calling me.

Going and studying in America is an expensive expedition, it will cost roughly $10 000 just for my 9 months at BSSM. Therefor I will need to raise funds just to make it into the country, but I feel God calling me there and I will do all I can to answer His call. This blog will also be a way for potential donors to see what is happening in my journey to hopefully encourage them to donate as they feel called. 

I been through somewhat of a crucible since arriving in Cape Town. Only now am I starting to get the floor back under me and rein in myself. I would like to take this opportunity to apologise to all who I have hurt or offended over these past two months, it was not my intention. The Lord has challenged the way I see things and the way I interact with the world through this. I feel as if my eyes have been opened to what I did not see as a child. I trust this will continue to change and grow me. I am focusing solely on becoming the son He wants me to be. I am very excited at the metamorphosis that seems to be engulfing me. Please keep me in your prays during this time in my life.

I hope you have a great rest of you week.