The Fellowship of the Unashamed

"I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have the Holy Spirit power. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made--I am a disciple of His. 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 finished and done with low living, sight walking, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tame visions, worldly talking, cheap giving, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded or rewarded. I now live by faith, lean in His presence, walk by patience, am uplifted by prayer and I labor with power.

My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my Guide is reliable, my mission is clear. I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, hired away, turned back, diluted, or delayed. 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 won't give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, give up till I drop, preach till all know, and work till He stops me. And when He comes my banner will be clear!

I must go 'til he comes. Give 'til I drop. Preach 'til all know. And work 'til he stops me and when he returns for his own he will have no problem recognizing me. My banner will be clear."

--unknown

You may have heard that it is by Henry B. Eyring. That is incorrect. There's also the one that was supposedly Boyd K. Packer about the hush falling around heaven when they found out you lived during Pres. Hinckley's presidency, but that one was addressed in a letter from the First Presidency in sacrament meeting a few years ago. I want to know how these all got started? Who decided to start the rumors, and how do they escalate to become Church-wide? I heard this great poem/quote/whatever last week in sacrament meeting, where a girl said they had memorized it on her mission. Really? I mean, it's great, don't get me wrong, but surely someone in the mission should have done their research and realized it was not spoken by an apostle. Oh well. I just spent close to an hour trying to figure out where it's from. I got a lot of results that said Dr. Bob Moorhead, but someone said they checked his site and he said it wasn't him. The best I've got is it was a young man in Rwanda was told to deny Christ or die, and after he was shot on the spot they found the poem in his room. Perhaps Dr. Moorhead quoted this story.

I would love to memorize it, though; it's fantastic.