I enjoy a great action movie- complete with the thrill of high speed chases (especially motorbikes), black leather jackets- heart-throbbing stunts- oh that’s my kinda movie!

So this morning as I sat in my special time with Jesus I was intrigued when the word ‘ransomed’ came into my mind.

“Ransomed?” I thought. Mhm.

My mind was immediately taken to a high speed chase- yes! complete with my Hero in a black leather jacket on a cruising lightning-fast motorbike… going after the bad guy so He could ransom… me.

Amazing how Jesus speaks so very intimately to precisely where we are, in exactly the pictures and words that resonate with us personally.

Reference to an action packed movie might not work for everyone- but He knew it was my kinda thing so He spoke to me using that picture. Of how He ransomed me.

Sin had us captive. Each one of us. And there was no escaping it. We had no chance against this BIG baddie. Jesus came after us.

And here’s the beautiful part: In all the action movies I’ve enjoyed, the hero might take a punch or two- sometimes he takes a pretty hard beating- but he always, always walks away with what he was after (sometimes a girl he had to rescue)- and his life. Intact.

But… It wasn’t that way with Jesus. His mission was twofold. 1. Get the girl. 2. Pay the ransom- with Your life.

There was no “walking” away for Jesus. Not until He’d paid with every ounce of life in Him.

So here’s the picture: He did the high speed chase. Caught up with the baddie. Said to the baddie, “Let her go. I’ll pay all.” He turned to the girl and said, “You go. I’ll handle this.” He stayed. And faced all that had been actually intended for the girl.

I love how the Aramaic Bible puts it: “Who gave Himself a ransom in the place of every person…”

Our lives as believers begins here.

There’s that beautiful Bethel song that says:

“May we never lose our wonder…”

I believe the moment we lose our wonder of the depth of what Jesus ransoming us means- we lose a deep connection with Him; We become like gold diggers always wanting, asking, never satisfied- When we get how He ransomed us we realise we were His Prize and He is ours. And that is absolutely enough. He is enough.

Oh! When He’s enough all the things that seemed all important aren’t.

The more we connect with Him the more “everything else is added unto us…”


When I received teaching on breaking bread and what it meant- at first I took it for the sole purpose of claiming the diving healing Jesus gave us at the cross.

Now I take it at the start of every day to remind me of Him ransoming me.

The beautiful King James says: “And He took bread, and gave thanks, and brake it, and gave unto them, saying, This is my body which is given for you: this do in remembrance of me.”

Oh! Every single day I breathe I want to remember Jesus. I want to remember my Hero stopping at nothing to ransom me!

In the history of mankind there has never been a more beautiful Love Story than that of Jesus coming after us.


What a wretchedly beautiful picture.

May we never lose our wonder.

Hannah Viviers is the Creator of the Dream BIG TV Show

The Power of Beauty

A few years ago I had come to a crossroads.

I’d been doing work I loved, I was a happy mom, my marriage was the best it’d ever been- yet I felt something was missing.

I begun to pray.

I asked God, “Daddy what do you want me to do with my life?”

I knew the answer to this question would fill the yearning for a something I didn’t quite know how to navigate.

When the answer came it sounded too simple to carry any real weight:

Remind women of how beautiful they are.

I wracked my brain for what that meant: Remind women of how beautiful they are? 

Oh. Ok.

I carried on with my work. Which included a make-over episode for our Dream BIG TV Show. (You can watch that video here)

The make-over was for my friend Antonette Hardy.

At first I didn’t think too much of the make-over. It was part of my TV Show. Just another episode. Or so I thought.

When we begun it was all about the look. Hair. Clothes. Make-up.

It ended up being WAY more than that.

I remember one day during the make-over being so very emotional and utterly overwhelmed.

I told my husband: “I don’t know what I’m doing! I don’t think I’m equipped for this!”

My husband looked at me with such compassion and gently said: “You do the make-over on the outside and God will do the make-over on the inside.”

And God did!

Antonette’s transformation was remarkable! Not just the “look” but what God had done for her on the inside!

Deep healing she hadn’t even known she’d needed begun to take place. And true, as my beautiful husband had said, as I faithfully stuck to my side of things: hair, clothes, make-up, God did the greater work- on the inside.

Then it got personal

Fast forward to the birth of my third baby.

Two months after the birth of my third child I was a shadow of my former self.

For the first time in all my life I felt terribly ugly- and not just that, I actually grossed myself out!

I was drowning!

Utterly depleted I called my mom one day and gasped, “I’ve never been so exhausted in all my life!”

My mom listened to my rant. Then answered: “Usually, long before we actually experience something in the physical- it’s been going on for a long time in the spirit. So the fatigue you feel is something that begun a long time ago you just didn’t realise it.”

I wanted to cry when she said that.

I remembered my previous year: The devastation I’d been through. Also, we’d faced many failures and challenges in the business. Added to that we’d had losses. It’d all been too much!

And I’d given up.

I’d become tired of being knocked down each time I tried to get up!

Just as I’d be recovering from one blow- I’d be punched hard again! Over and over. Eventually, to stop the barrage of attacks, I stayed down. To survive.

My mom continued to speak on the other side of the phone: “I know it’s hard with three small children who need you. But they need you to look after Yourself first so you can better look after them.”

I knew what my mom was saying was true- but I didn’t know how to look after myself anymore.

When it came to looking after my kids I was on autopilot. I fed them. Ensured they were clean. Took the two tots to school. Routine. Only what was needed. It was all I could manage.

But my children’s mom was gone

I no longer laughed. I couldn’t.

I yelled. A lot.

I listened to my mom- Even if I didn’t know how to look after myself for me- I had to dig deep and find a way to do it for my kids.

My mom continued: “You need to spend time with God. I know it’s hard and I know you don’t have time- but make the time.”

Then my mom said something rather odd and seemingly out of place: “Look nice,” She said. “Get your hair done-”

I couldn’t believe what she was saying! Look nice? Get my hair done! With what time!

I barely got the chance to pee! How on earth would I find time to “get my hair done”!

But I let my mom talk. Because I knew she was speaking in Love. And all she was saying resonated deep in my soul I knew it to be truth.

The following day I put some lipstick on.

You look ridiculous! I heard my inner critic laugh.

But I smiled back at my reflection. Baby steps, I whispered to myself.

As days went on I put on some eyeliner.

One day I remember scrubbing my feet and being shocked at how I’d let them get so nasty! They were crusted in dirt! It was revolting!

I gave myself a deep cleanse. A proper pedicure and painted my toes a banging bright pink!

I had beautiful feet and I was going to honour them!

I begun to dig around for clothes I no longer wore; because all I’d wanted to do before was drown myself in fabric to hide what I’d felt was a grossly overweight preggy-fat body.

Baby steps, I kept telling myself.

Not long after that first day I wore lipstick again I received an invite to speak at a ladies’ event on Beauty. I was asked to share on Outer Beauty!

I laughed.

Giggling I thought:

Oh Daddy God, You do have a sense of Humour!

I (of course!) accepted the invite!

As I prepared for the talk the words I’d felt Daddy whisper to me years before begun to echo in my heart:

Remind women of how beautiful they are

I remembered Antonette’s very brave journey.

I remembered my own.

From that first day I’d worn lipstick again- a symbolic act of reclaiming my beauty, hope had begun to rise in me.

The Scriptures say:

“Faith is the Substance of things Hoped for”

If we don’t hope for anything our belief dwindles.

Oh! Not believing is so dangerous! We have to believe in what is to come. We have to have something to look forward to otherwise we begin to die.

I traced my journey back.

My hope had begun to return when I remembered my beauty. 

It wasn’t just lipstick. It wasn’t just nail polish. To look after my body was to show honour and value a part of me that I could feel, see and touch. When I honoured that part of me I was able to honour the parts of me that were essential to a vibrant, fulfilled, existence: my soul and spirit.

I begun to dream again.

I had hope for the future. Again.

I found myself devouring God’s Word! Oh how I’d missed that!

I begun to understand what Daddy had tried to tell me all those years ago.

My heart soared!

I knew there were many women like me and Antonette. And we didn’t have to just survive. No!

God’s portion for us was abundance!

But we could never enjoy that true abundance if we still battled with things that made us feel ugly. Especially on the inside.

I knew there wasn’t a better time than right now to spread the message.

This is where The Beautiful Series begun. This is why we started it. This is why it’s so very important.

Our first event is on October 1, 2016.

We’ve posted more info on our site which you can find by clicking here

If any of this resonates with you or you can think of a friend, sister, mom or even colleague who may need this please send us an email at thebeautifulseriesevent@gmail.com

I look forward to hearing from You!

I send you Love,


Hannah Viviers is the Creator of the Dream BIG TV Show

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The Beautiful Series

Every woman is beautiful.
Some however, have gone through various things that have resulted in them forgetting how spectacularly beautiful they are.
A hard life. Poverty. Loss. Abuse. Failure. Rejection. Neglect. Divorce. Rape.
They are so many things- yet they all come for one purpose and one purpose only. To cripple us so that no matter how we try- we’re stuck. Unable to live our lives to the full. Unable to break through.
The assaults come to kill the beauty in each one of us. To cause us to think less of ourselves than the amazing we were created to be. To rob us of our worth and instead replace it with something so far from beautiful we no longer know who we are.
And yet, despite all that, the message I keep hearing in my heart, for all of us, is:
Thou art all fair my love, there is no spot in thee (Song of Solomon 4:7).
We’re putting together something truly beautiful for women.
We want to share it with you come October 1.
If you like me, and so many other women, are ready to shake off the lies- and walk in the beauty that you truly are then I’m inviting you to join us.
I send You Love.
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