Susan's Blog: Five Minute Friday – The Cherished Cross

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Five Minute Friday – The Cherished Cross

Oh how I cherish the cross

When I gaze upon it

I see my Savior who died

To set me free

I see the holiness of God

And the ugliness of my sin

The chains of sin that once held me

Have been broken; I’ve been set free

The blood of Christ was shed

To cleanse me whiter than snow

The Father’s love so deep

He gave His only begotten Son

The place where my Kinsman Redeemer

Paid the price and made me His own

by Susan Wachtel

January 19, 2013

Though I’m a day late, I did not want to miss an opportunity to participate in Lisa-JoBaker’s Five Minute Friday writing challenge. Head over to her website “Lisa Jo Baker Tales from a Gypsy Mama”. Be sure to read some of the entries from other writers. I can promise you that you will be blessed.

3 comments:

Trina said...: Hi, Susan! Stopping in from Five Minute Fridays.
The cross is truly something to cherish...thank you for reminding me with your poem.; 3:22 PM
Wanda said...: What a precious gift we received on the cross. Have a wonderful weekend Susan.; 5:29 PM
Denise said...: Amazingly beautiful.; 12:51 AM

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, January 19, 2013

Five Minute Friday – The Cherished Cross

3 comments:

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