Found in the desk of a murdered pastor

I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have the Holy Spirit power.

The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made - I'm a disciple of His. 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, colourless dreams, tamed visions, worldly talking, cheap giving and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits or popularity. I don't have to be right, to be first, to be recognized, to be praised, to be regarded, or to be rewarded. I now live by faith, lean on his presence, walk by patience, am uplifted by prayer, and I labour with power.

My life is set, 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 cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the enemy, or wander in the maze of mediocrity. I won't give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, paid up, preached up for the cause of Christ.

I am a disciple of Jesus.

I must go till he comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work till he stops me. And when He comes for His own, He will have no problem recognizing me.

My banner will be clear.

This statement was found in the desk drawer of a young Zimbabwean pastor who had been brutally executed. Phil Moon used it as an illustration in his talk on Revelation 4 this morning.