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Monday, September 05, 2005

Poured Out Like a Drink Offering

Philippians 2:15-18 -
16 as you hold out the word of life in order that I may boast on the day of Christ that I did not run or labor for nothing. 17 But even if I am being poured out like a drink offering on the sacrifice and service coming from your faith, I am glad and rejoice with all of you. 18 So you too should be glad and rejoice with me.

My beloved Pastor, Chuck Obremski did preach today. His sermon was a challenging one... "Thinking Like a Genuine Servant". The scripture that came to mind in seeing him today...and hearing him...were Paul's words about being poured out like a drink offering.

And indeed Chuck continues to willingly offer his life and will over to God and His plans. Chuck recently stated in an interview...for as long as God will strengthen me and enable me to preach His word, I'll be there. And today...he was there...albeit seated in a wheel chair.

As Chuck had stated in a recent sermon...there are blessings with having a terminal illness like cancer. It helps you to not waste time on the little things that don't matter. For many of us...it's made us more cognizant of what a blessing each day is. We don't take for granted having Chuck preach...we are most grateful to God for the gift He's given us in our Pastor.

Please continue to keep both Chuck and Linda and the entire Obremski family in your prayers as they continue to battle and ride the cancer coaster.

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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.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Poured Out Like a Drink Offering

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