Change is possible with the role of Jesus Christ as deliverer, counselor and Lord.
"The Fellowship of the Unashamed" By David Guinn
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 am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I won't look back, let up,
slow down, back away or be still. My past is redeemed, my present makes
sense and my future is secure. I am finished and done with low living,
sight-walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tame
visions, mundane talking, chintzy giving, and dwarfed goals.
I
no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits
or popularity. I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized,
praised, regarded or rewarded. I now live by presence, learn by faith,
love by patience, lift by prayer and labor by power.
My pace
is set, my gate is fast, my goal is Heaven, my road is narrow, my way
is rough, my companions few, my Guide reliable, my mission clear. I
cannot be bought, compromised, deterred, lured away, turned back,
diluted, or delayed.
I will not flinch in the face of
sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the adversity, negotiate at the
table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity or meander in the
maze of mediocrity. I won't give up, back up, let up, or shut up until
I've preached up, prayed up, paid up, stored up, and stayed up for the
cause of Christ.
I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I must go
until He returns, give until I drop, preach until all know and work
until He comes. And when He comes to get His own, He will have no
problem recognizing me. My colors will be clear.
"He Maketh No Mistake" By A.M. Overton
My Father's way may twist and turn, My heart may throb and ache, But in my soul I'm glad to know, He maketh no mistake.
My cherished plans may go astray, My hopes may fade away, But I'll trust my Lord to lead For He doth know the way.
Tho' night be dark, and it may seem That day will never break, I'll pin my faith, my all in Him, He maketh no mistake.
There's so much now I cannot see, My eyesight's far too dim; But come what may, I'll simply trust And leave it all to Him.
For by and by the mist will lift And plain it all He'll make, Through all the way, tho' dark to me He made not one mistake.
The World's Bible J. E. Hamilton
Christ has no hands but our hands to do His work today. He has no feet but our feet tolead men in His way;
He has no tongue but our tongues To tell men how He died, He has no help but our help To bring them to His side.
We are the only Bible The careless world will read, We are the sinner's gospel, We are the scoffers' creed;
We are the Lord's last message Given in deed and word, What if the type is crooked? What if the print is blurred?
What if our hands are busy With other things than His? What if our feet are walking Where sin's allurement is?
What if our tongues are speaking Of things His life would spurn, How can we hope to help Him And welcome His return
Sermons We See by Edgar Guest
I'd rather see a sermon than hear one any day; I'd rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way.
The eye's a better pupil and more willing than the ear, Fine counsel is confusing, but example's always clear;
And the best of all the preachers are the men who live their creeds, For to see good put in action is what everybody needs.
I soon can learn to do it if you'll let me see it done; I can watch your hands in action, but your tongue too fast may run.....
You're writing a "gospel," A chapter each day, By the deeds that you do, By the words that you say; Men read what you write, Whether faithless or true; Say, what is the "gospel" According to you?