They say a picture is worth a thousand words.
This week my words are few, but I leave you with this photograph, and a poem to ponder – to sink deep.
The poem was written by Amy Charmichael, missionary to India in the early 1900’s serving young children. If I had a hero, she would be the one. A person whom I long to become like, yet, truth be told, fear to be – all at the same time. I admire her courage and faith, conviction and deep love for God which overflowed into a deep love for others.
I am encouraged by the prayers recorded in her writings, many of them penned, like the one below, as a poem.
I wonder what the world would look like if all true children of God began to pray like this? What if this was truly our heart, and then we actually acted upon it, not standing still in fear or doubt, but going forward in faith and obedience? How different would the world around us be?
From prayer that asks that I may be
Sheltered from winds that beat on Thee,
From fearing when I should aspire,
From faltering when I should climb higher
From silken self, O Captain, free Thy soldier who would follow Thee.
From subtle love of softening things,
From easy choices, weakening’s,
(Not thus are spirits fortified,
Not this way went the Crucified)
From all that dims Thy Calvary, O Lamb of God, deliver me.
Give me the love that leads the way,
The faith that nothing can dismay
The hope no disappointments tire,
The passion that will burn like fire;
Let me not sink to be a clod;
Make me Thy fuel, Flame of God
“For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake will find it.” Matthew 16:25