top of page
Search

The Power of a Poem



Dear West Salem Mission Family!


“The great day of the LORD is near …, and hasteth greatly, even the voice of the day of the LORD. Zephaniah 1:14.


The souls of men are being weighed in the balances, the final decisions for or against Christ are being made in preparation of the close of human probation forever! In the past six thousand years God has allowed humanity to experiment with sin and many forms of deviant lifestyles. Has it ever worked better than God’s way? No, not once! The enemy has fortified his strongholds on every front. Walking with God as did Enoch seems very difficult in a world that is suggesting sin everywhere we look. Raising a family on this side of Jordon seems nearly impossible! The Balaams and Balaks are many, and the Phinehas’s few! Such is the world we live in!

I believe my generation has the great honor of making manifest the character and devotion of Christ to the world. After surveying human history, we make the decision to stand with the LORD in all things. Unbelief makes Christianity confusing and difficult. Faith makes it rewarding and possible!

I love poems, and one of my favorites is the poem written by a Rwandan man, Bob Moorhead, in 1980, the night before being executed by his own tribe for his faith in Jesus Christ.


I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity.

I now live by presence, lean by faith, love by patience, lift by prayer, and labor by power.

My pace is set, my gait 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 adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.

I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I must go until heaven 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.


This is what I want for myself and my family! The privilege we have in standing with Christ at the final moments of this world’s history is immeasurable. Thank you for standing with us as we carry the torch of truth to the finish line. I hope you will find the updates and mission projects in this issue inspiring and worth supporting! Thank you.


Sincerely yours,

Andy Weaver

7 views

Comentarios


bottom of page