As we continued our walk with God by faith, we were disillusioned about our relationships with religious people and family. We discovered the value of true friendship, the cost of walking with God and how few there were willing to pay the price.
The walk with God will start out simply;
Religious people will throng your side.
As you go on, you’ll have to leave them
If it’s in Christ that you’ll abide.
Don’t let them you fool you, it isn’t easy;
The road is hard and lonely too.
Don’t let them fool you, it isn’t easy;
It’s just like He said it would be.
Your folks may say they have the answer;
Your peers will say that they’ve arrived
But they’re the ones that’ll really hurt you
With the love that they’ve contrived.
Count the cost before you start;
You’re ploughing fields, not picking daisies.
Building towers takes strength and patience;
The cross you bear will cost your life.
Dauphin, MB; 1978
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.
This song came for Caren Lampitoc, whom Paul met in Philadelphia. How different we discovered the Christian walk to be in comparison to what we had expected or were led to believe it would be! It was lonely, painful of soul, friendless, fraught with enemies on all sides and the greatest enemy was on the inside. How we had to do battle with unbelief, with our carnal desires, ambitions, hopes, dreams, with the lusts of the flesh...lusting mostly for social security, belonging, importance, usefulness. All must be surrendered or lost; there really is no choice in the matter when the call of God is upon one. He that keeps his life loses it and if he loses it for the Lord's sake, it is still lost, if only for a time, even if replaced with more and better somewhere down the road. The main thing is that one must trust God in it all and let it happen. One must learn and accept that God is in charge of all things, working all for good.
In Winnipeg, we met Henry Unrau, who laboured dreadfully under the Law, thinking he was doing God service. He was a tormented soul but a very self-righteous one who, while seeking counsel and help, quite believed that he was in a position of counseling and helping instead toward those who were not enslaved by service of the letter as was he. What ironies and contradictions in man!