David Mokoena, an ordinary South African man with dreams bigger than his paychecks, sits at a cluttered desk, leafing through job listings. His face is lined with determination as he sips strong rooibos tea, glancing at a note scribbled with the words “Never give up.” The early morning light catches his hopeful gaze.
"There must be more to life than this," he murmurs to himself, tapping his pen thoughtfully against the wood.
David grips the steering wheel, his knuckles white as he navigates through potholes and unpredictable weather. The truck’s cab is filled with the scent of diesel and the sound of gospel music playing softly on the radio. He watches the horizon, longing for purpose beyond each delivery.
"One day, I’ll drive my own destiny, not just someone else’s cargo," he says, voice resolute but weary.
David stands bundled in a heavy jacket, hands callused from years of labor. Tractors roar across the land while he works alongside locals, learning the rhythms of planting and harvest. The farmhouse glows warmly at dusk, and David kneels by his bed, seeking guidance in quiet prayer.
"Lord, show me the path back home. Help me see what you want for me," he whispers, his breath visible in the chilly air.
David sits alone, head bowed, as the scent of polished wood and incense fills the space. He feels a sudden clarity—a deep, unwavering conviction that his journey must lead him back to South Africa. Tears glisten on his cheeks as he rises, faith swelling in his chest.
"I hear you, God. I will trust in your plan," he says aloud, voice trembling with hope.
David works late into the night, welding and shaping steel with steady hands. Neighbors peek over the fence, curious about his creations. The scent of sizzling meat mixes with the metallic tang of his hard work, and David feels God’s presence guiding him in every spark.
"With faith, every flame burns brighter," he says, showing his first finished braai to a skeptical friend.
David stands at the center, shaking hands with clients and sharing his story. The aroma of grilled food fills the air as laughter and celebration echo throughout the showroom. His business thrives, a testament to resilience, faith, and divine purpose.
"Without God, none of this would be possible. My faith built more than braais—it built my life," he declares, eyes shining as he looks toward a future filled with hope.
