Ever since I was a little girl I’ve always been fascinated with Alexander the Great. I mean, I think he’s great lol. Ive done many book reports, (I know, Im nerd level 9,000), and a few research papers covering his life, his ambitions, his leadership style and all that good stuff. But, I always seem to come back to this one story I heard about him from my Sophomore english teacher. Truth be told I’ve never looked into whether or not this story is true. That really doesn’t matter to me and I’ll tell you why after I tell you the story. The story went something like this:
“During Alexander’s great campaign, his army came upon a kingdom. The entrance to this kingdom sat upon a hillside. Alexander marched his army up onto the hillside and gave them the order to wait. The King of this Kingdom came out to meet Alexander and speak with him. Alexander told the king to look out at his [Alexander’s] army. When the king turned and looked at the army Alexander ordered a battalion to turn and face the cliff side, he then ordered them to begin marching forward to the edge, he never gave the order to halt. Alexander then turned to the King and told him ,’You can surrender your kingdom over to me now, or after the battle. But you see how my army fights, there is nothing they wont do for me.’ “
After hearing this story I thought, “WOW!” I wanted to feel that way about something or someone. I wanted to face the cliff and march without fear. I began to think, “What would it look like if someone’s faith looked like that? What would it look like if someone followed Jesus over any cliff without fear?” It doesn’t really matter to me if the story about Alexander and his army is true because I’ve moved past the story itself and on to the point of the story.
In the seventh grade my youth pastor stood up on the church stage and he told us about a pastor in Africa who had been martyred for his faith in Jesus. He told us that after the pastors death a note was found amongst their things. The note read:
“I’m a part of the fellowship of the unashamed. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I’m a disciple of His and I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.
My past is redeemed. My present makes sense. My future is secure. I’m done and finished with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, mundane talking, cheap living, and dwarfed goals.
I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don’t have to be right, or first, or tops, or recognized, or praised, or rewarded. I live by faith, lean on His presence, walk by patience, lift by prayer, and labor by Holy Spirit power.
My face is set. My gait is fast. My goal is heaven. My road may be narrow, my way rough, my companions few, but my guide is reliable and my mission is clear.
I will not be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed.
I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice or hesitate in the presence of the adversary. I will not negotiate at the table of 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, prayed up, paid up, and preached up for the cause of Christ.
I am a disciple of Jesus. I must give until I drop, preach until all know, and work until He comes. And when He does come for His own, He’ll have no problems recognizing me. My banner will be clear!”
I’m convinced now more than ever that living out your faith like this pastor is what its like to follow Christ without fear.