I read in a book that I got from a friend the following sentences: A Zimbabwean young man wrote the following before he was martyred: I'm part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have the Holy Spirit's power. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I am a disciple of his. I wont look back, let up, slow down, back away or be still... I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the enemy, pander at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.. I am a disciple of Jesus. I must go till he comes, give till I drop, preach till all I know, and work till he stops me. And when he comes for his own, he will have no problem recognising me... my banner will be clear! My banner will be clear, I wont slow down. Powerful, but what stuck me most was the first sentence. "I'm a part of the fellowship of the unashamed". It is true, many Christians will and do admit personal sec
Living in a city as I am, in Malmo, Sweden, it feels natural to talk about bridges.In the year 2000 we got a bridge over the Sound to Copenhagen, Denmark. A bridge between two nations once fighting each other, now connected.We need to continue to build bridges, between different cultures, ideas, people etc. These bridges are harder to build but necessary in the society we have today.We need these bridges in order to reach people with the "Good news"