The Fellowship of the Unashamed

I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed.
The dye has been cast.
I have stepped over the line.
The decision has been made;
I am a disciple of Jesus Christ.
I won’t look back, let up, slow down, or be still.

My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and
my future is secure.
I’m finished and done with low living,
small planning, smooth knees,
Colorless dreams, tinted visions, worldly talking,
cheap giving, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need pre-eminence, positions,
promotions, plaudits, or popularity.
I don’t have to be right, first, recognized, praised,
regarded, or rewarded.

I now live by Faith, lean on His presence,
walk with patience.
I am uplifted by prayer, and labor with power.
My face is set, my gait is fast,
my goal is heaven.
My road is narrow, my way is rough,
my companions few, my Guide is reliable,
my mission is clear.

I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured,
lured away, divided or delayed.
I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice,
hesitate in the presence of the adversary,
negotiate at the table with the enemy,
ponder at the pool of popularity,
or meander in the maze of mediocrity.

I won’t give up, shut up, or let up until I have stayed
up, stored up, and paid up for the cause of Christ.

I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till all
know, and work till He stops me.  And when He returns for His Own, He will have no problem
recognizing me.  My Banner will be clear.

“For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ, for it
is the power of GOD unto Salvation to every one
that believeth…” Romans 1:16.

My Redeemer

(I took this from the song "I Know That My Redeemer Lives" and changed it up a little)
I know, that my Redeemer lives,
Oh sweet the Joy this sentence gives,
He lives to hear my souls complaint,
I'm glad I am a later day saint.

He lives to grant me rich supply,
His atonement lets me retry,
He lives my prophet priest and king,
My shelter, underneath His wing.

He lives all blessings to impart,
He lives to calm my troubled heart,
He lives all glory to his name,
He lives, and loves us all the same.

He lives my kind wise Heavenly friend,
He tells us all to give and lend,
He smiles upon us, erases my fears,
He lives to wipe away my tears,

He lives and I shall conquer death,
For He lives and grants me daily breath,
He lives, my mansion to prepare,
He lives to bring me safely there,

He lives I choose to follow Him,
By doing so I'll surely win!
He lives to guide me with His light,
He leads me on to the path so bright,

He lives all glory to His name!!!!!
He lives and He deserves all fame!!!
His whole life He did not but give,
I know that my Redeemer lives!!
~Dassia

It Might Seem...

It might seem, there's always someone prettier.
It might seem, there's always someone wittier.
It might seem, there's always someone that has it all,
And you don't, 'cause you're just really small.

It might seem, that the world looks down
Upon you, and gossips and frowns.
It might seem that nobody cares,
And you can't help think, it's just not fair.

It might seem, that you don't have worth.
It might seem, you're made fun of with mirth.
It might seem, you're just not cool.
And no one says, You rock! or You rule!

All of these things, might seem to be,
Like the whole wide world, just doesn't see,
But I have great news, for you and me!
All these things, don't have to be!

You can change how you think!
You don't have to be sad and shrink!
For you are a Child of God.
And if people ask if you're odd, then nod!

 

It's ok to be apart from the croud,
It's way better, and it's alowed!
And all that other stuff
Like being popular or tough,

Doesn't really matter one bit!
And if, ever sad, you get,
Just remember that true bliss,
Does not come from 'coolness'.

 
True joy comes from inside of you.
From selflessness and serving too.
From knowing that you're a child of God!
And knowing the narrow path, you trod.


That's what makes you happy.
And all the worldly stuff is crappy,
Compared to doing His will.
And the feeling you'll get, is real.





~Snickerdoodle ;)

A Poem my Friend wrote about her Other Friend

A Friend.
Someone who sticks with you.
Even when they know all you do.

 
A Friend.
A companion, a memory maker.
A happy being, a laughter creator.
 

A Friend
A teacher, an example so great.
One who follows the path narrow strait.
 

A Friend.
Someone who knows your standards
And respects yours and defends hers.

 

One might ask, where to find such a friend?
I'm lucky, I know one, with which, time I spend.

Her name is Dassia, and she is sure grand
She puts up with me! And she understands.





It seems at times our minds connect,
What a buddy she is! It seems she's perfect!

She is one very awesome gall.
She's an example, helps me not to fail!



I'm proud to be called her friend.
Her friendship and kindness, will never end.