Friday, July 31, 2009

Who Am I?

Who Am I?

Years ago I received this power reading, and thought I would share it with you again for your encouragement:

I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed. The dye has been cast. The decision has been made. I have stepped over the line. 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, cheap giving and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotion, plaudits, and popularity. I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded or rewarded. Leaning on his presence, love with patience, live by prayer and labor with power.

My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my Guide is reliable and my mission is clear.

I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, diluted 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, or meander in the maze of mediocrity. I won’t give up, I won’t shut up, I won’t let up until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up and spoken up for the cause of Jesus Christ. I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I must go until He comes, give until I drop, preach until all I know, work until He stops me and when He comes for His own, He will have no problem recognizing me. My banner is clear because I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed. -- Bill Welte is President and CEO of America's KESWICK

God's WORD for YOU: Proverbs 31; Psalm 54-56; Romans 3

Great Quote: We humans are a hungry lot. We are driven by a craving to know who we are. Yet who we are is embedded in the heart of a holy God. Unless we seek for ourselves in the epicentre of God's grace, we will be forever condemned to walk the arid edges of self-understanding. Calvin Miller

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