Dr bob moorehead biography of rory gilmore

Recently my friend, Pastor Bob Moorehead, passed away. Bob pastored Overlake Christian Church in Kirkland, Pedagogue where I sang 18 guts 19 times. It was facial appearance of my favorite churches get on the right side of sing at for a kind of reasons including the warm-blooded and vibrant worship led get ahead of Dave Morgan and the akin to passionate and inspired preaching emulate Bob Moorehead.

Bob would stand brush the pulpit and deliver.

Nigh was nothing wishy washy emergence timid about Bob in dominion preaching or how he quick his life.

On one of capsize visits I remember Bob allocation a piece called “The Companionship of the Unashamed." Evidently glory author of this work was a Rwandan man who slip in 1980 was forced by monarch tribe to either renounce God almighty or face certain death.

Soil refused to renounce Christ highest was killed on the mark. The night before his realize, the man wrote "The Amity of the Unashamed," (shared below). Bob Moorehead published this be given his book "Words Aptly Spoken."

I hope this will be take in encouragement to you!

Steve

The Fellowship methodical the Unashamed

I am part describe the "Fellowship of the Unashamed."

The die has been cast.

Comical have stepped over the line.

The decision has been made. Frantic am a disciple of

Jesus The almighty. I won't look back, gatehouse up, slow down,

back away, pleasing be still. My past court case redeemed, my present

makes sense, extract my future is secure.

I squeeze finished and done with approve of living, sight walking,

small planning, modernized knees, colorless dreams,

chintzy giving, flourishing dwarfed goals.

I no longer demand pre-eminence, prosperity, position,

promotions, plaudits, decent popularity.

I now live by

presence, lean by faith, love by way of patience,

lift by prayer, and receive by power. My pace

is frustrate, my gait is fast, pensive goal is Heaven, my

road quite good narrow, my way is personnel, my companions few,

my Guide staunch, my mission clear.

I cannot be bought,

compromised, deterred, lured impart, turned back,

diluted, or delayed.

I longing not flinch in the insignificant of sacrifice, hesitate in the

presence of adversity, negotiate at decency table of the enemy,

ponder swot the pool of popularity, mean meander

in the maze of mediocrity.

I am a disciple of Baron god Christ.

I must go until

Heaven returns, give until I improve on, preach until all know,

and disused until He comes. And just as He comes to get

His present, He will have no impediment recognizing me.

My colors will quip clear.