Halfway through reading this piece, I remembered the less-thought-of definition for the word "standard" that is used a lot in Joshua:
A flag, emblematic figure, or other object raised on a pole to indicate the rallying point of an army, fleet, etc. (from Dictionary.com)
Keep both definitions in mind when reading because in addition to becoming the standard in the sense that we're supposed to be someone that others should measure up to, we're supposed to also rally along our brothers in the right direction as members of God's army.
Words from the author:
This one was a lot more personal as I realised that these were some serious problems in my life and that becoming the standard was what God has called us as Christians to do. He wants more for us as his children and he wants us to get more kids for him so we have to work for what's right in this nation.
2 Corinthians 10:2
I beg you that when I come I may not have to be as bold as I expect to be toward some people who think that we live by the standards of this world.
A flag, emblematic figure, or other object raised on a pole to indicate the rallying point of an army, fleet, etc. (from Dictionary.com)
Keep both definitions in mind when reading because in addition to becoming the standard in the sense that we're supposed to be someone that others should measure up to, we're supposed to also rally along our brothers in the right direction as members of God's army.
Words from the author:
This one was a lot more personal as I realised that these were some serious problems in my life and that becoming the standard was what God has called us as Christians to do. He wants more for us as his children and he wants us to get more kids for him so we have to work for what's right in this nation.
2 Corinthians 10:2
I beg you that when I come I may not have to be as bold as I expect to be toward some people who think that we live by the standards of this world.
Becoming the Standard
I wake up, Oh no! I’m late, I rush to get ready because school is waiting.
I bathe, freshen up, put on the gear
And take that last look in the mirror;
Before jumping in Daddy’s car, before jumping on the bus,
Listening to the shouts of my parents as they make a big fuss.
As they push me out to that mundane place, I wish it could end.
The lectures, the boring classes,
The Martian teachers in the thick rimmed glasses.
It’s lunch time, man, I caught a break,
It’s time to catch up with my friends, It’s Great!
Did you see the match?
Oh! Her dress is sick!
That one kid he’s real dumb
Yeah the honour roll’s last pick...
EVER
Who me? Christian sure! I’m living the life he wants me to
Yeah being that example, you know the voice in the wilderness.
But am I?
Really let’s look at it. Have I really set the standard he called us for?
Have I really lived that life?
Have I really caused less strife?
Have I brought peace
(Or love or hope)
Have I ministered to my closest friends in the least?
But it’s ok, I do it throughout my life,
They see me and know that Christians can be cool.
Am I doing anything though,
To change the mind of the fool?
What’s a true witness,
Or is it who?
Have I Lord been what you want me to?
I know the truth.
But mostly it’s something I don’t want to hear
The truth about my witness, my stance, my actions
The sad reality is, I am living in fear
I don’t believe that you can change this
I don’t believe that you can provide
I don’t even know when I die
Where or even if I will abide!
Will I just die, or will I live,
Are you true?
These questions run through my head everyday
“Oh God”, I pray, if you are real you can forgive.
In trying to rhyme I lose sight of my path. It’s funny, sorta like trying to fit into a world I know I don’t belong to.
It’s sorta like trying to appease my friends at the expense of Christ.
Or like me saying “I’m going to this party to minister”
When I’m really just thinking about who I can dagger.
It’s funny like me pretending to be in charge instead of humbling myself as a vessel to be used.
It’s funny like me running out of this house without acknowledging you first, second or third.
It becomes hilarious when I realise I have been seeking the wisdom of men instead of diligently seeking your word.
You see becoming the standard is more than just a saying,
It’s more than having a desire to change.
It’s about making the change,
About stepping up in every area.
Your friends should see the truth in you,
Their sin should see rebuke from you.
You are royalty, a prince, a princess
Ever since the day you pledged to be sinless.
Yow, we need to sin less.
That’s how you break it
Take the sin stress
From the sin test
And rebuke the thought before it becomes a hot sin mess!
People yuh nuh see the country des?
The standard of safety can no longer be a bullet-proof vest.
Where are the people to replace it with a breastplate of righteousness?
When the enemy comes up as a flood what do we do?
Do we run and hide,
Cowering and delivering our last “I love yous?”
NO!!!
It’s time we fight
Let’s become the standard, retake our nations
It’s our birthright!
It’s full time we tap into our true might.
Whether it comes as a rushing wind or a calm little dove
We need to adhere to the directives from above
As Christ’s power falls
We need to accept the call
Become true worshipers and warriors
To become the standard
ONCE AND FOR ALL!!!!!
~Dhane Brown.
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