Susan's Blog: Celebrating 50 Years...Congratulations

Saturday, June 25, 2005

Celebrating 50 Years...Congratulations

Congratulation to Mr. and Mrs. Egan on their 50th wedding anniversary.

This weekend my friend Joe Egan's parents are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary.

That is truly amazing...and Congratulations seems wholly inadequate for such an accomplishment. They are parents to twelve children. Of whom I am privileged to know their son Joe. If Joe is any reflection on his parents...they are wonderful indeed.

This weekend Joe is back in Boston visiting his family and joining in the celebration. I love to hear Joe tell stories about his family, parents, sisters and brothers...and about past adventures.

One of Joe's favorite treats are his Mom's homemade biscuits. After a visit back home...he speaks fondly of his mom's cooking. If fact the dear boy...has got me hooked on biscuits. I have no doubt that they pale in comparison to Mrs. Egan's homemade version...but there's nothing like a warm biscuit with a little butter and honey. In fact my two kitties, Nathan and Moss...like to partake as well.

I don't get to see or talk to Joe too much these days...he's one busy dude...and too far away in Boise. But I wish Joe a wonderful visit with his family...may they have a wonderful weekend celebrating their parent's tremendous accomplishment of 50 years of wedded bliss.

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My Colors Will Be Clear

I am a part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have 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 is secure. I'm finished and done with low living, sight seeing, smooth knees, color-less dreams, tamed visions, mundane talking, "chinchy" giving and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need position, promotions, or popularity. I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded or rewarded. I now live by presence, learn by faith, walk by patience, lift by prayer, and labor by power.

My face is set, my gait is fast, my destination is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is 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.

I won't give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, and preached up for the cause of the One that gave me life, drew the line in blood for me in the hour of my destiny.

I am one of Christ's remnant people. I belong to Him and none other. All I do to bring this life to another is done because of that blood covenant poured out for me.

I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work till He stops me. I must share will all that one more might hear and be drawn from the flaming darkness that longs to consume. Reach for another, touch but one more!

Until that moment...He will have no problem in recognizing me- my colors will be clear!!!

Not only are the words inspiring but so is the man behind them. The above letter was written by a Pastor in Africa who was undergoing severe persecution. On the eve of his execution he sat down and wrote the above note.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

Celebrating 50 Years...Congratulations

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