Monday, May 19, 2014

Half Time

If the Lord tarries and does not call me home.
I am at the halfway mark.
Forty-five years under the roll over my belt.
And pushing for the finish line.

As I run, I imagine the great cloud of witnesses.
And what they might say to me at a refueling station.
Words of encouragement.
To you.  To us.  To the team…

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles.  And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of our faith.  For the joy set before him, he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.  Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.  Hebrews, Chapter 12

Half Time

All your eggs must absolutely go into the Jesus basket.

And if you are going to show moderation in your Christian walk?

Show it like Jesus did.

With both hands nailed to a piece of wood.

And if nobody understands you anymore?

Well…at least you're in good company.

Because eleven of the twelve were martyred for His Name.

They were Believers.

Live "all in" for Christ's sake.

Pray for grace to go to the grave with His Name on your lips.

Live your love for Jesus out loud.

In a world that's not that into Him.

Believers, Bring it in,


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