Thursday, April 17, 2008

Evangelism 102


In 1980 a young man from Rwanda was forced by his tribe to either renounce Christ or face certain death. He refused to renounce Christ, and he was killed on the spot. The night before he had written the following commitment which was found in his room:


“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 Jesus Christ. 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 finished and done with low living, sight walking, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed vision, worldly talking, cheap giving & dwarfed goals.


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, my mission is clear. I won’t give up, shut up, let up until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up for the cause of Jesus Christ.


I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till everyone knows, work till He stops me & when He comes for His own, He will have no trouble recognizing me because my banner will have been clear.”

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I wonder what us North Americans (who have suffered no persecution) would do if we were held by gunpoint, them demanding our renuncitation of Christ. Would we be bold enough to get shot and martyred for His sake? Your comments are welcome...

1 comment:

Charlie said...

yep, nothing quite like being held at gunpoint to renounce Christ.
Better yet, nothing like not having been hit by the round when the idiot who did such pulled the trigger... he is forgiven, and another sad statitstic to drunken indians using weapons on each other.
that's my story and wish it didn't happen here on the rez in LA in my own back yard, but it did.
on the topic of persecutions and north america, errr... developed countries in general, we will talk more about that one in person one day, perhaps when I move to Ottawa in August.