Susan's Blog: Sunset to Sunrise

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Sunset to Sunrise

From sunset to sunrise

I look to You O Lord

I find my security in You alone

My stomach churns in these uncertain times

Is this fear or anxiety

No, I think this is what grief feels like

I know You are at work in my circumstances

But what exactly what You want to accomplish

I don’t know, I can’t see it from here

May I trust You with the unknown future

May I remind myself You are good

You are and always will remain faithful

As the sun sets and darkness falls

Once again, I see fresh beauty anew

As if painted from the hand of the Creator

Help me to trust You O God

To bring beauty from these ashes

Reveal Your purpose in the pain

by Susan Wachtel

December 15, 2015

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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.

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Sunset to Sunrise

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