Two verses captured my attention yesterday, and the more that I dwell upon their power, the more strength I find I have through Christ: Philippians 3:14, "I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus." along with Galatians 6:9, "And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not."
When Peter threw his frame overboard and surprisingly found water to be a stable platform, he was looking at Jesus. As his focus changed, so did his footing. However, because he quit looking to Christ, he stopped doing the impossible.
There are many believers, and perhaps even many of our own members, who believe deep in their heart that the command which Christ has given our church to reach our city for Christ is as impossible as telling Peter to walk on the water. They are looking about at the howling winds of opposition, the horizon blackened by humanism and atheism, the rolling waves of financial limitations and the lightning flashes of human frailty - instead of gazing on the Saviour's face and simply obeying His call.
Press On. When your children rebel and want their own way, be the parent, discipline them and press on, hold your ground. Though others are dishonest and cut corners, the Christian should press on and maintain his integrity in his dealings. If it seems that everyone else is immoral, the single Christian should press on and maintain their purity. All of us should continue to press on and give others the gospel of Christ instead of laying the groundwork for failure and remaining silent. I thought of a poem I had read decades earlier.
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
- Author Unknown
What is it going to take to stop you from following the Lord? A dent in a car door, a stranger's insult, wearing clothes that are two years old instead of brand new? How will we face our Saviour, knowing that we took our eyes off Him for such minor distractions and small offenses?
Press On, whether things are going great or whether the future seems bleak. Press On. Be not weary, beloved. Press On. Keep your eyes on Christ.