Anne here. Finally back on track with our CLife blog. (Go me for deciding to be responsible.) I read this a while ago on Ray Comfort and Kirk Cameron’s ministry website, The Way of the Master. At the time, I was stunned by it, but it quickly passed from my mind as I continued doing whatever I was doing at the time. I recently re-read it because it came to my e-mail inbox, and again I was stunned.
From what I can tell, this account was publicized by Bob Moorehead. The Way of the Master website says that it was a young man in Rwanda who was killed for his faith in Jesus. Other stories circulating around the Internet say the man was a preacher from Zimbabwe. Personally, it doesn’t matter either way to me. Check this out:
I’m part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have the Holy Spirit power. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made — I’m a disciple of his. I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future secure. I’m finished and done with low living, sight walking, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, worldly talking, cheap giving, and dwarfed goals.
I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded. I now live by faith, lean in his presence, walk by patience, am uplifted by prayer, and I labor with power.
My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way rough, my companions are few, my Guide reliable, my mission clear. I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded, or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the enemy, pander at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.
I won’t give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, preached up for the cause of Christ. I am a disciple of Jesus. I must go till he comes, give till i drop, preach till all know, and work till he stops me. And, when he comes for his own, he will have no problem recognizing me … my banner will be clear.
What would it be like to say, “I’m done with low living, sight walking, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, worldly talking, cheap giving, and dwarfed goals”? What would it be like to not just say that, but to believe that? What would it be like to know that though the road is narrow and the way rough, our Guide is reliable?
I want more from this life than what I’ve been settling for. I want to be done with my former self and my former way of living. I am one of those who needs help with her unbelief at times, because it sure doesn’t look like the belief described here.
-Anne
Friday May 29th CollegeLife is heading to the drive in!
Tim Basch led us in a great discussion of our view of God last night at CollegeLife. We all have expectations and desires in our life and all too often we have expectations and desires of God as well. Too often our desires affect the way we see God and shapes our view of God.
