Keep Listening To The Drummer, R.B.
I suppose that in this life it will alway remain a wonderful mystery to me that I have been allowed (and this permission must issue from Father God Himself) to, all along the way, not only spend time in the presence of fine men and women of faith…but to actually have some of then even regard me as friend. They are out there, in front of me, leading the way on the frontier of faith. These splendid spirits beckon to me…encourage me…help me want to keep on going. I must confess that I have often felt a sense of dread that one day they would discover the truth about me…they would find out about my dullness, laziness, stubbornness and my sheer, stupid, sinfulness…and turn away from me, wanting nothing else at all to do with someone like me. But then I realize that they have been long enough in the company of Jesus to not treat me as I deserve. I also realize that they already know many of my failings and sins and have graciously refused to define me by these numerous negatives.
Just here and just now…I want to single out one of them. Maybe it’s just because there are about 1300 miles between us. Maybe it’s just because I haven’t told him lately. Maybe it’s just because today I am conscious of my faults and all the times I’ve failed to remember him to the Lord. I’m sorry for that, Rex. But I will forever be glad that God introduced us and put into your heart such a love for me…a love that actually feels like a warm presence in my life…that without ever being critical has nevertheless shown me where I need to grow…that without ever challenging me made me want to be better…that without ever saying, “Do it this way,” made me want to do it that way because it seemed so like Jesus.
Though we regard one another highly in love as friends, knit together in heart and soul. I also regard you as leader. I have seen you go where others can’t. I’ve seen God do things through you that explained the gifts and energy and vision He gave you. I’ve often seen you stop, turn and wait for me to come along…without complaint…without pushing. I can’t keep pace with you. And, while I am at peace with that…I want to keep trying. And maybe that will encourage you. I’m also at peace with that because I think the quote I’m including next applies very much to you, my friend.
“If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.”
—Henry David Thoreau
And I just want to say, my brother, my friend…please…keep listening!