And they continued steadfastly…..
In the Christian life, it is so easy to become discouraged and downcast when you’re playing tug of war with the Satan and the culture around us. Being pulled from every angle, it doesn’t take much to lose focus and get our eyes off of the glories of heavenly, eternal things and, instead, cast them upon ourselves and our troubles. Ironically, we forget that God Almighty knows the storms that come our way. In fact, we fail to see that He often brings a storm to test our faith and trust. I’ve seen it in my own life, how we fret and grow faint when the winds blow and the flood rises, forgetting completely that we serve the God who walks on the sea and calms raging waters.
One thing I have noticed in reading stories of great women is that they met with their share of trials, many experienced health problems and struggled with discouragement. Many were tortured and killed. Yet through every hardship, they persevered. What makes us stop? What makes us come to a sudden halt in our walk with Christ and decide that what we’ve done is enough? What makes us give up? What makes us lose sight of the goal? What turns our head and what turns our heart? Countless women of God were ignored and forsaken, yet they kept the faith and continued along the path of Christ. Many were thrown into the group of “religious radicals” and mocked, yet they remained strong and were full of heavenly joy.
Born into a large but close family of eleven children in 1879 London, England, Evelyn Harris was the daughter of a well-to-do merchant, and a loving homemaker. Saved at an early age, Evelyn became drawn to ministry work. The Harris family was actively involved in missions and charity, her mother often giving their own clothes, shoes, food, and necessities away to anyone less fortunate. Growing up in a large but happy home, revolving around the Lord and the Lord’s work, Evelyn quickly acquired a heart for expressing the message of God’s love. It began with her art, as she sketched and painted the beauty before her. Her art continued throughout the rest of her life.
The following poem by Amy Carmichael captures the heart of Evelyn Brand and is my prayer for myself:
Make us Thy Mountaineers;
We would not linger on the lower slope,
Fill us afresh with hope, O God of Hope,
That undefeated we may climb the hill
As seeing Him Who is invisible.
Let us die climbing. . . .