An exhilarating path it is but a lonely one. Each segment of this path brings its trials and troubles but also its rewards along with proof and assurance that any segment of it is more than worth the endeavour.
Well, here we go down the path of truth again,
Looking danger in the eye, fearing nothing but the Lord.
This path is hard and there are few that care to come
But as we go along we find that chains will all be left behind.
The tears we shed both for ourselves and our friends
Aren’t worth comparing to the glory that’ll be ours when we’re done.
It’s like a dream; it’s like a story of outer space;
It’s like a fairy tale for children
But as we go we find it’s true.
I wouldn’t stop and turn around for all the world;
It’s life or death for me
And those who’ve realized the facts of life.
Let come what may even death if that must be
But I’m convinced that I obey the One Who’ll finally set me free.
The light grows bright as I come closer to the end
And worldly pleasures and possessions fade away as so much smoke.
I find a joy within me bubbling to the surface
As in peace I run the race
That will soon give me the prize.
Dauphin, MB; before Israel, 1979
Deeper and deeper the Lord took us in Him. Now were we seeing good in evil and evil in good, that is, whereas we once thought we knew the difference, now we began to see more clearly. That which we thought was holy was otherwise, both within and without, and that which we thought was wrong was not always so. Needless to say, such experience brings its own torment but God brought us through and delivered us from evil.
At a time of discouragement I received these words from the Lord in song and at this very moment as I write this introduction years later in 1996 ( the song was written in 1987), I feel down after having spoken to people who do not believe what I say or that the Lord has sent me to them. Yet I have nowhere but onward to go and am persuaded that these words hold true and someday will be fulfilled.
We encountered an incident wherein religious people, friendly and all, counseled us to reconsider an undertaking we knew was the Lord's leading. We were learning that Satan's servants are ever there, with Bible under arm, God's praises on their lips, prepared to do battle "with love." The strange thing is that while I recall the Lord giving me what to say to these people, I do not recall what those words were, so occupied I was with learning another lesson.