Saturday, November 1, 2008

A Real Christian

A young African preacher from Zimbabwe, overwhelmed by rebels. They demanded that he renounce his faith. He refused. The night before they took his life he wrote the following lines on a scrape of paper. He said…

I am 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 am 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 futures secure.

I’m finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tame visions, mundane talking, chancy living, and dwarf goals.

I no longer need pre-eminence, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity.

I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded.

I now live by presence, lean by faith, love by patience, lift by prayer, labor by power.

My face is set, my gate is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my guide is reliable, my mission is clear.

I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, diluted, or delayed.

I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.

I won’t give up, shut up, let up, or burn up; until I’m preached up, prayed up, paid up, stored up, stayed up for the cause of Christ!

I am a disciple of JESUS!

I’m gonna go till he comes, give ‘till I drop, preach until all know, work ‘till he stops, and when he comes to get his own; he’ll have no problem recognizing me. My colors will be clear!


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