Persecutions...
It comes, it goes, it comes again...
From the time you left your old ways
and decide to walk the narrow path
Insults, threats, degradation...hurled at you
Somtimes you think you've won,
But then it comes back again.
All in all you know, that victory awaits at the end.
And the reason you are fighting this...
Stir strong in your heart, soul and mind
The truth you believe,
The faith you held on to,
The Day you were called...you remember again.
Sometimes it seems easier to let go,
And the grass seem greener on the other side.
Sometimes hope seem so vague,
And things that seem to work out remain in ambiguity.
Sometimes you hope the pain goes away,
That you can deny and avoid messages that tears your heart apart.
Sometimes you wish you could just walk out,
And care less about the world..
Sometimes you wish you are strong enough to make a choice
to stop loving those who hurt you
At times you hope you needn't have to deal
With tearful, haggard face...
But you know your calling is bigger than these.
the Great Commission is not to be abandoned.
Sometimes you ask the question...why?
Or rather...why me?
Yes you!...You for a reason.
You because you avail yourself
You because you are called to be you.
You because He knows you can make it
You because even when you are weak, your Spirit can take it
You because there is no other you in this planet.
You because you are special.
You because you are strong...
You because...because...and because...
You because He plans as a calling for you
For all these we do not see the reason why,
NOW....
But in times to come,
It would be revealed to us.
For things we do not understand we struggle,
For a greater purpose we entrust our faith
And may I remind you...and myself
That the Great One in heaven will not let things surpass us in vain.
For the greater cause we live each day,
For a greater purpose we walk on, aye
For the promise we hold on to,
that He will not leave...
For the one life we have, we want to give
To give our best to serve Lord, Thee.
This time this season for a reason
This time this faith, so great and true.
Till Kingdom come and Your will be done,
We run this race, and keep running we must.
Perhaps today, perhaps tomorrow,
perhaps a few years, perhaps a decade..
When persecution stops,
And people walk
this similar narrow path in a journey
Just like ours,
When that day comes,
We will rejoice in our hearts, and smile to ourselves
saying;
"I'm glad it happened. I'm glad you are here!"
And as we float to heaven
when our earthly body fades away,
The long anticipated voice so soothing and sweet,
The comforting words of Jesus
greet us in heaven gates;
I can see Jesus smiling as He said:
"Well done, my child, you've finished the race!
You prepare well, you ran well, you ended well!
I am proud of you,
Well done, my child...
Well done, I say again...
WELL DONE!"
