Susan's Blog: Far Beyond

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Far Beyond

When my circumstances are far beyond me

I acknowledge Your ways are not my ways

Far beyond my understanding

When I’m in the dark place

You are my ray of light

Guiding my next step on the path before me

Father, when I am inconsolable

It’s in Your presence I find peace

It’s You alone Who can comfort me

When grief and tears consume me

You whisper hope in my ear

Jesus, my confidence is in You alone

When words fail me

Your Holy Spirit perfectly translates my groans

Into prayers before Your throne of grace

When my world crumbles around me

You take up the dark and jagged pieces

Work them perfectly into Your sovereign plan

But LORD, right now

I just need You to hold me

Be here with me in my grief

by Susan Wachtel

March 23, 2014

2 comments:

Denise said...: Amen, such beautiful words. Bless you.; 5:34 AM
Wanda said...: I pray that you feel his comfort during this time Susan.; 5:55 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.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Far Beyond

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