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Self |
Beloved, you may be pleased to know that last
Sunday was my birthday. As always, I used the occasion to pray and reflect over
a number of things pertaining to life and ministry. In the process I remembered
one of the poems I had written in 2009 while still on hospital admission in
Hamburg.
It is my pleasure to dedicate it to you as my birthday gift for your
inspiration. Please pass it on to others.
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THE RACE MARKED OUT FOR US
“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. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the
author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the
cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God”
(Heb. 12:1-2)
1. Whether born of noble birth
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Martha and I |
With great accompanying pomp and pageantry
And much expectations for a bright future;
Or of supposed low birth
Without even a register to enter our birth,
Let alone the hope of a ‘lucky monkey’
One thing is certain:
The divine Architect who crafted us in secret
Has marked out for us
A race to run
And tracks within which to run.
2. His decision was not based
On our abilities and competencies
Nor of merit of any sort;
It is out of GRACE—
Pure GRACE,
That in His sovereign will
He places us in various tracts of various races.
3. In our
finite and corruptible minds
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Olympians racing towards the finishing line |
We are inclined to think of some of these races and
tracts
As more honorable than others,
Those which bring some into the limelight—
Whom the world calls ‘Stars’ and recently,
‘Superstars’—
But for those whose tracks go through seemingly
nether lands,
Through
obscure places to unmarked graves,
We consign to the rank of ‘ordinary commoners’
Yet in the sight of God
Who made and marked out these tracks for us all
There is no difference—
No difference between
The names by which we call the various athletic
events
Or the athletes who run them,
For each was designed
To accomplish His eternal purposes
And no one accomplishment
Will be complete without the other.
4. Therefore beloved fellow athlete
Involved in this invisible race,
Do not look across your shoulder
To behold with an evil eye
The race your neighbour runs,
But run your own race with joy;
And wheresoever your race has been marked out to
pass---
Across the dense Amazon forest,
Or the arid Sahara desert;
Over the towering Himalayan heights,
Or down the lonesome crevices of Chimborazo and Cotopaxi;
Across the Niagara or ‘Devil’s Throat’ which dare
the bravest,
Or the still waters of Lake Bosomtwi or the Dead
Sea;
Through the fearful Valley of the Shadow of Death
Or the pleasant Valley of Berakah;
Yea, from the throes of Flamingo, the Camp of No
Return,
To the fanfare of Hollywood;
Whether it is through persecution to martyrdom
Or through celebration and stardom---
What the Master desires is that
We run with perseverance
The race which is marked out for us,
And to depend on His inexhaustible GRACE
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Olympians showing their medals |
To start and finish every phase of this race,
Until
with the inner witness
Of the Blessed Holy Spirit we declare with Paul,
‘I have fought the good fight
I have held on to the faith,
I have finished the race’
Then shall we all receive a hero’s welcome
The Master’s praise:
‘Well done, good and faithful servant,
Enter into your Master’s rest’
5. And there,
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A section of church members of COP Bronx Assembly in New York |
When the secrets of men’s hearts are made bare,
And we behold with unveiled eyes
How each person ran their race,
We will marvel at one of the wonders of Heaven,
ANONYMOUS CELEBRITIES,
People, whose names though may not feature in halls
of fame,
Are held in high honour by God
Because they ran with diligence and perseverance
The race marked out for them.
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A section of the Youth of COP Chicago Assembly |