October 18, 2006


I saw this letter written below on boomama's blog today. Then I went to the funeral of Brock Latham. This is how Brock's parents have lived out there faith. There would not be one person I would guess that has ever been in their presence and wondered if they are people of faith, believers, proclaimers, unashamed of their God. The word unashamed reminds me of the scripture Luke 9:26 NIV "If anyone is ashamed of me and my words, the Son of Man will be ashamed of him when he comes in his glory and in the glory of the Father and of the holy angels." These words are spoken by Jesus. The Latham's wave their Jesus Banner High, and that makes our Lord Jesus Christ smile a big beautiful smile. To proclaim Jesus in times of suffering pierces my heart. Whether it is a martyr like the man who wrote what is below or a mom or dad speaking and singing praise through their grief and mourning at the funeral of their 4 year old son. May God continue to be glorified by the legacy of Brock and the faith of his family.


"I’m part of the fellowship of the unashamed. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I’m a disciple of His and 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 done and finished with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, mundane talking, cheap living, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don’t have to be right, or first, or tops, or recognized, or praised, or rewarded. I live by faith, lean on His presence, walk by patience, lift by prayer, and labor by Holy Spirit power.

My face is set. My gait is fast. My goal is heaven. My road may be narrow, my way rough, my companions few, but my guide is reliable and my mission is clear. I will not be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice or hesitate in the presence of the adversary. I will not 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, shut up, or let up until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, and preached up for the cause of Christ.

I am a disciple of Jesus. I must give until I drop, preach until all know, and work until He comes. And when He does come for His own, He’ll have no problems recognizing me. My banner will be clear!"

-Found among the papers of a young Zimbabwe pastor after he was martyred


Anonymous said...

Tammy, Thank you so much...I needed those words today. Being a Christian is hard sometimes because the devil is always lurking, waiting for weakness...Thank you for being a disciple to me. Whitney