My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way rough, my companions 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 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, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, or 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 until He stops me. And when He comes for His own, He will have no problems recognizing me - my banner will be clear!
young african pastorAnother one of Jes' statuses... see what I mean?
In my weakness, I worry that I will never live up to this kind of Christian living. And similarly, my heart of prayer is often completely rebellious... which, duh, directly affects the way that I live. And yet, I find comfort in this tidbit from my friend Jeff:
Our prayers don't seem whiny. They are incense.Nice. So, somehow, even though my living is homely, and my prayers are lowly, somehow they are still incense. How is that? Well, that's why there's so much beauty in the Spirit interceding for us - He knows the wretchedness of our hearts, the Holiness of God, and the Love of our Savior. He not only saved us once and for all, He continues to pray on our behalf to the Father in glory. Amen?
