And Could I Ask for More…
For many years, I struggled hard,
I labored everywhere;
The sleepless nights, the trying days,
I didn’t think it fair.
I labored not because I loved,
I had a job to do.
For after all God did for me,
For Him, less could I do?
And yet what was it that I missed?
I thought I needed rest,
A word of thanks, encouragement,
Promotion like the rest.
Why must I toil through weary hours,
While others, little do?
I am an heir, a brother, son
But servant’s work I do.
It took me many years to learn,
What He would show before,
No matter what I do for Him,
My God deserves much more.
Though I should labor all life long,
In service for my Lord,
It isn’t much compared to Him,
He gave me so much more.
I work as hard as ever,
If not a little more,
But oh, the joy I’ve found in it,
On eagle’s wings it soars.
I’m just a plain old servant,
I ask for nothing more,
Than just the joy of serving,
Until my day is o’er.
Unprofitable is what I am
And yet my Master knows,
I’ll trust Him for tomorrow,
No matter what it shows.
I ask my Lord for nothing,
Than to serve my fellow man,
To lead them to my Master,
To help where’er I can.
I do not ask for recompense,
Nor aught of Heaven’s store.
I only ask to love Him,
the author of the above poem, during my stay at Monte Blanco in Bolivia. Chuck spent 23 years working as a missionary with the
Ayore village of Zapoco (in the jungle) and then 22 more years in the city of
Santa Cruz, Bolivia. Through over a half
century of fruitful ministry, Chuck and his family experienced challenges,
victories and defeats, tears and joys, and heartaches and hopes from which this
poem was born. In the process of
writing a book about his life story, I was blessed to hear many stories of
provision and protection over a life so faithfully entrusted to God. Chuck‘s vision for reaching the people of
the country God placed on his heart many years ago, continues to thrive in several
ministries under the LATCOM name. Chuck, Monte Blanco, and LATCOM have captured my heart and I would be grateful
for prayer about a possible future here in Bolivia after my race is over. I too want to “serve the Lord joyfully until
my day is o’er”, thus I prayerfully wonder if He’ll have me serve Him here.
