Susan's Blog: Five Minute Friday

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Five Minute Friday - Still Small Voice

I cry out to the Lord for help

For the courage to carry on

To not give up

Depend upon the Holy Spirit within me

Filter all that I do and say

Through the grid of God’s

Grace

Mercy

Truth

Love

When I feel I can’t go on

Or take another step

Strengthen me

Give me courage

When I don’t know what to say

Help me to remember

It’s okay to say nothing

Ask my Heavenly Father for wisdom

Let my words reflect the Lord

May the words I speak into broken lives bring

Life

Healing

Grace

Hope

Truth

Light the path before me

Guide each step

Incline my ear so that I may hear

And listen closely to Your still small voice

Susan Wachtel

August 17, 2013

It’s another Saturday morn and I wanted to participate in Lisa-Jo Baker’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.

1 comment:

Denise said...: Wonderfully written.; 3:59 PM

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, August 17, 2013

Five Minute Friday - Still Small Voice

1 comment:

Reagan: His Life and Legend by Max Boot – Reads like a 1,300 page indictment