There are many who are interested in the cause of Christ, and who are pleased to see it prosper in their corps, their church, their city, their country. But there are few who bear the burden of the world upon their souls day and night, who make His cause in every clime their very own, and who, like Eli, would die if the ark of God were taken; who feel it an awful shame and a consuming sorrow, if victory is not continually won in His name.
– Samuel Logan Brengle
I suppose I’m going through a season of ‘awful shame and a consuming sorrow’ because there are many parts of our corps life where we are seeing much less than ‘victory…continually won in His name.’ And, I suppose I got to the point where I could not carry the burden alone much longer and had to share it.
Right now, I’m on compassionate leave. That alone dissappoints me, but it is necessary for the moment. Suppose you could say I’m almost consumed to the point of despair but yet the Lord is sufficient. I’m not about to get into details of what is defeating our corps right now, but just going to say that this officer’s heart and motivation is sorely troubled. Yet, we don’t lose hope.
Confident that the Lord will do His will over these next, few weeks of leave and that he’ll refresh, invigorate, restore, renew, revitalise, regenerate…all those things, not just for us, but for our corps too.
I was reading scripture today, and I’ve been assured that its all going according to plan…don’t ask me the plan, its not for me to know! Its a difficult plan, but the Lord is gracious and compassionate.
Our call is to endure hardness like a good soldier of Jesus Christ. That is what we do.
In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song.
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life’s first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
‘Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand.