What Has God Placed In Your Hand?

Every now and then God asks a question that is so simple it almost feels insignificant.

Yet the longer I walk with Him, the more I realise that some of His simplest questions carry the deepest truths.

Recently He has been asking me one question over and over again.

What have I placed in your hand?

Not what have I placed in someone else's hand.

Not what do you wish you had.

Not what are you waiting for.

Simply...

What have I already entrusted to you?

I think many of us spend our lives looking at gifts we don't have, while neglecting the very thing God has already given us.

That has certainly been true for me.

Recently I released a small collection of songs.

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_ldTVpXZto10xce786bXbXnSFT1jpbjfeY&si=hzilSrlnkDMn47FS

Many people have asked me where the inspiration came from, so I thought I would share the journey behind them.

The first song, DIE NAG, began as a poem I wrote in 2019.

It was the first poem I had ever written and was inspired by the reality of farm attacks in South Africa. As I wrote, scenes unfolded in my mind as though I was watching the story rather than creating it. The words simply followed what I saw.

Even today, every time I hear the song, those same images return.

My prayer has always been that it would remind people that even in humanity's darkest moments, God has not abandoned us.

The Stranger's Lesson has a completely different story.

My dad sent me the words of a song that had been inspired by The Gambler. I did not write the original song. I simply added to it and adapted it because the message resonated deeply with me. It became a reflection on life's journey and the lessons we often only recognise when we look back.

Then there is JW Saad.

It began as a birthday song for our Managing Director. After hearing it he jokingly suggested that I should rather make it a JW Saad song.

What started as a joke became an opportunity to celebrate the people I have the privilege of working alongside every day.

Three very different songs.

Three very different stories.

Yet all of them taught me the same lesson.

The songs were never the destination.

They were simply another way of carrying a message.

As I look back over the years, I can now see that God had been preparing my heart long before I realised it.

In 2014 one of the young people in our church greeted me as "Kim Walker."

Not because of my voice.

Because they recognised a heart of worship.

In 2018, while serving on a prophetic outreach, another musician greeted me exactly the same way.

Again, it had nothing to do with my ability to sing.

It was about worship.

Then, in 2019, someone shared a word with me that has stayed with me ever since.

They said they saw me writing books, singing and painting.

Years later, while serving on an outreach in Mozambique in 2023, I had a dream that changed the way I viewed everything.

I believe God showed me that my writing would take me to places I could never reach on my own.

But the dream was not about becoming a better writer.

It was about understanding something far more important.

The power is not in the writing.

The power is in the message.

That simple truth reshaped how I saw every gift.

For years I had wanted to write songs.

Not because I dreamed of becoming famous.

Not because I wanted to stand on a stage.

But because there were messages burning inside my heart that I longed to share.

So I tried.

I took singing lessons.

I tried learning instruments.

I still hope that one day I will sing my own songs.

I still hope that one day I will play my own melodies.

And yes, I will continue pursuing those dreams.

But somewhere along the way I realised something.

I had become so focused on the vehicle...

That I almost neglected the treasure it was meant to carry.

The treasure was never my ability.

The treasure was never the song.

The treasure was never the music.

The treasure has always been the revelation God has graciously shared with me through walking with Him.

Everything else is simply a vehicle.

Today one of those vehicles happens to be AI.

For some people that may sound unusual.

For me it simply became another paintbrush.

I do not have the gift of writing songs in the traditional sense, nor do I have the ability to sing or play an instrument well enough to bring the messages on my heart to life.

So rather than allowing what I lack to silence what God has given me, I chose to use what He had already placed in my hand.

AI did not give me the message.

It simply helped give musical expression to a message that was already there.

And perhaps that is the point.

God has never asked us to become someone else.

He has only ever asked us to be faithful with what He has entrusted to us.

This is also only the beginning.

Over the coming months I hope to release another album made up of songs inspired by messages I have shared over the years through this blog.

Many of those blog posts were written long before the songs ever existed.

The messages came first.

The songs simply became another way of carrying those same truths.

My hope is that whether someone reads a blog post, listens to a song, or one day reads a book, they will encounter the same message.

Not because it came from me.

But because every message finds its source in the One who first placed it on my heart.

My greatest prayer has never been that people would know my name.

My prayer is that they would encounter Jesus.

If they remember me, I have achieved very little.

If they remember Him because of something He allowed me to carry, then I have achieved everything.

Jesus said,

"Well done, good and faithful servant. You have been faithful over a little; I will set you over much."
Matthew 25:23

I often wonder how many of us are asking God for more while leaving untouched what He has already placed in our hands.

Moses had a staff.

David had a sling.

The widow had a little oil.

The little boy had five loaves and two fish.

None of them were asked to borrow someone else's gift.

They were simply asked to surrender what they already had.

God did the rest.

So today I leave you with the same question that God continues to ask me.

What has God placed in your hand?

Maybe you are waiting to become something before you begin.

Maybe you are waiting for a better opportunity.

Maybe you are waiting until you feel qualified.

Maybe you are waiting for another gift.

But perhaps God is simply waiting for you to place into His hands what He has already placed into yours.

Be faithful with the little.

Use what is in your hand.

Trust God with the increase.

You never know how far a simple act of obedience may travel when it carries a message that was first born in the heart of God.

Perhaps that is what faithfulness has always looked like.

Not waiting for a different gift.

But surrendering the one you already have.