The Orphanage and The Church

What is an orphan and are all children in orphanages orphans?

According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, an orphan is a child deprived by death of one or usually both parents and an orphanage is an institution for the care of orphans.

I wish it were that simple to define.  It simply is not.

While orphanages are institutions that care for children that have lost one or both parents due to death, there are many that also care for the child that is without any adequate care because of sickness, disease, poverty, or a tragedy of one form or another.  Orphans may or may not have living parents.  

I hesitate to even enter this discussion because of the complexity.  I certainly do not have any authority on the matter.  I’m not looking for an argument on adoption and/or the actual numbers.  I just want to make it clear that there are many children in the world that have one or two parents, but still need someone to care for them.  These parents aren’t all abandoning their children.  They aren’t all unloving and uncaring.  Some mothers and fathers are doing everything in their power to provide food and shelter for their families, but even with all of their efforts, they are unable.

Now that we have that behind us, let’s discuss those children whose basic needs are not being met and the role of the church.  Once again, I acknowledge this is an extremely complicated subject and I am only trying to tackle one small aspect of the issue.  

Remember, the church is the people, not the building.

The local church gathers for worship, prayer, the reading and teaching of God’s Word, discipleship, and evangelizing the lost.  It is also a family that cares for one another.   

When one part of our physical body hurts, our whole body feels its pain.  Our church body should be the same.  It rejoices when others rejoice and grieves when others grieve.  This body of believers should care for each other and should lift each other up in prayer.  If we need an example, we go to the book of Acts where they lived in one accord and broke bread together daily.  They even sold all that they had and distributed so that no one had need.

Wow!  I hope you can disagree with me here, but I don’t see our local churches working this way.

When we started sponsoring a little boy at the Truth Children’s Home Orphanage in India, call us naive, but we had the Merriam-Webster definition in mind.  As we started reading each of the profile stories of the children, we were a little confused.  Most of these children have a mother and/or father.  Are these children orphans or not?  We sure don’t want to get taken advantage of like that friend of a friend we heard about at some point. (*note the sarcasm*)

If you know me, you know that I have an itsy bitsy issue with trust.  I don’t trust much that I read or much that I hear.  In fact, I don’t care if I’m told by some big authority figure that something is true.  If it doesn’t seem right to me, I’m going to have to do some research first.  Maybe this comes from my crazy dichotomy of a childhood, but I’ve found it can sometimes serve me well.  The way I abuse it will be in another blog.  For sure.

I checked out the legitimacy of this orphanage in particular.  It seemed to be legally registered with the government.  I even talked to a man that had a contact at the IRS.  No red flags.  

There was no doubt in my mind that the Lord had used this church and pastor in our lives.  He had given us a great love for a people we had never met.  The Lord had been tearing down walls of greed and teaching us how to be a cheerful giver.  So, after much prayer (and research), we decided to jump in with both feet.

“Maybe I just have to go and witness this for myself”, I thought.  Some things have to be experienced to fully understand.

Truth.  

Job 42:5  

“I had only heard about you before, but now I have seen you with my own eyes.”

After visiting these children, after watching the widows look after their care, after speaking with Pastor Wilson babu about their stories, after going to nearly all of their homes and meeting their mothers, fathers, grandmothers, etc., I finally understand.  I get it.

What I am witnessing is the church functioning as the church should.

Please, hear me.  This is a village that was once all Hindu that is now 20% Christian.  These are Christians that come together to BE the local church.  These are VERY poor families.  I’ve been to their homes and I’ve seen the lack of shelter and food that they can provide.  

The Truth Children’s Home Orphanage is a local body of believers caring for their own.

Maybe that discourages you from wanting to come alongside them with prayer and support.  Not me.  I am inspired.  I am inspired to see, FINALLY, a church sacrificing for each other, a church living for Christ together, a church celebrating together, a church suffering together.

You may be thinking, “Well, then let them take care of their own needs.”  Let me assure you, this is not a case where an eastern church is looking for the western church to provide all of their needs.  This does happen…I am very sad to say.  I know that the Pastor teaches the church to give.  I know that the people want to give.  

Each Sunday as the members enter the service, there is prayer and then an offering is given.  It may be money or may be rice, beans, oil, etc.  Like the widow’s mite, they give what they have.  Whatever it is, it is their offering of thanksgiving to the Lord.  If money is given, it is used to provide for the needs of the church.  If food is given, it is used to feed the pastor’s family, the children, and the hungry that come into the church.  

The children are cared for by Pastor Wilson, Sister Jemimah, and the widows in the church.  The widows are not paid to do this, but they are offered a place to sleep and food to eat.

Unfortunately, their offerings are still not enough.  God could multiply the rice miraculously or He could ask us to be obedient and to care for the least of these.  We know that anyone that gives a cup of water in His name will surely be rewarded (Matthew 10:42).

Here lies a grand opportunity for us.  We can witness a local church functioning as a body AND we can be the universal church functioning as the body of Christ.  We have an opportunity to hold our brothers and sisters up in prayer, to support them with our finances, and glorify our Father through the process.

Let’s BE the church…the true church…The Body of Christ!

Poverty vs. Poverty

“SHINE”

As I climb into the three wheeled, yellow taxi with my dear new friends, I feel like I am living in a dream.  I remind myself of a promise I made, “I will take it ALL in, I will be ALL there, and I will look for opportunities to SHINE for Christ”. 

The rickshaw bounced over rocks and into deep holes.  It swerved away from many near misses of children, dogs, bikes, and oxen.   I think I am hidden, but the eyes keep watching me.  The women in their bright colored sarees look up from their washing.  The men with dirt on their faces and more skin exposed than a rope and skirt can cover glare with anger.  The curious children seem more afraid of me than they are of the wild dogs.  Their eyes all seem to be searching for something.  Something deep.  Something that will quench their thirst and take away their pain.  My heart swells with love for EVERY ONE.  I wonder how I can be a light here in such a dark place.  Up and over a railroad track and we enter into another world all together.

This part of the village doesn’t have concrete walls and pumps for wells.  Women walk balancing heavy water pots on their shoulders.  These homes are made of sticks and mud, with palm branches covering their heads.  The branches hang low.  I have to lower myself to enter. 

The faces are those that have been born into Hindu homes and have worshiped other gods, but are now so thankful to know Christ as their Savior.  They know Him in a way that seems so much deeper and more intimate than I have ever known Him.  He has rescued them from many gods (Krishna, Vishnu, Shiva, Lakshmi, Durga, Saraswati, Venkateswar, and Aiyappa—just to name a few) and from eternal destruction.  He has revealed to them a name that is above every name, the name of JESUS. 

He has set them apart.  In a country that is 85% Hindu, 13% Muslim and only 2% Christian; they are no longer accepted in their community.  They are shunned and abandoned by their families.  They now rely on Jesus for their very life.  This they are aware of every moment of every day.  Although they are alone and have nothing but dirt floors, a small cot to sleep a family, and a few pots, they are full of joy.  I am amazed and humbled.

The face of the woman I greet has tears in her eyes.  Not tears of sorrow, but tears of joy.  She shakes my hand and grabs my face.  I choke back the tears when she offers me her very best place to sit.   We pray together and cry together.    We are worlds apart and yet we are connected.  We both shine with the love of Christ.  Mine is but a flicker, but hers is shining bright. 

They are the poor and yet they are so very rich.  I am rich in comparison, and yet I feel so very poor.  The message to the church in Smyrna comes to my mind, “I know your tribulation and your poverty (but you are rich).”  I see the words of scripture come alive.  I want to take pictures to help me remember this moment, but my respect for them is too great.  Instead,  I am ALL there.  I will take it ALL in.

These two photos are from Google images.

We go from one home to another, sometimes riding, sometimes walking, but always raising our hands and hearts in thanksgiving to the One that has given life.  Our words are different, but we can still communicate.  Is this what Heaven is like?  Every tribe and every tongue worshiping the name of Jesus together.

There is still heartache and pain, so we must not be there yet. 

Stomachs are bloated with infection.  Bones have been broken and not set.  Mothers are crying for their sick and hungry children.  Fathers are rejected work because of their caste.  We cry out to the Lord for healing and we look forward to the day when there will be no more tears and no more pain. 

Our hearts groan for that great day of redemption--when we will see Him face to face.

 

I have found that it is not difficult to see Christ here.  Here, in this dark country, where statues and temples stand tall, there is still a remnant.  These may be few in number, but oh, how their light shines.  Like a city set upon a hill cannot be hidden, these souls that have been delivered are shining the light of Christ. 

As I lower myself to enter their homes, I also lower my pride.  I realize that we may have many material possessions in America, but many of us are still very poor. 

What is poverty anyway?  If it is a lack of something needed for life, if it is an absence of bread and water, then I dare say that our concept of who the poor is may be completely backwards. 

We are hungry and thirsty.  We feel the emptiness in our lives and we crave for more.  We are in need of healing.  Our hearts have been broken and our bodies are failing.  We need Jesus.  He is the only way, the truth, and the life.  He is the bread of life and living water.  He has come to heal the broken hearted and set the captives free.

Like the woman of Samaria that Jesus met at the well, we must acknowledge and believe that He is the great I AM.  He is more than a great prophet.  He is our deliverer.  He is our healer.  He is the one true God.  He is the Messiah. 

There will come a day, when every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, but until that day I want to shine bright like the woman under the palm branches with empty hands and a heart full of love and full of joy.  I want to shine, like the Zurishaddai Church shines throughout a rural village in southeast India, in my own town of northeast Ohio.  Whether we stay in Ohio or move to another city, state, or country, I will take it ALL in, I will be ALL there, and I will look for opportunities to SHINE for Christ.  

Matthew 5:16

In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in Heaven.

So, What Now?

So What?

We’ve been given a glimpse into the persecuted church and we’ve been moved to compassion.  Our eyes have been opened to the reality of immense poverty and suffering around the world.  The faces have names and the need is real.  We’ve found that children are the same wherever you go; they all love to be loved and need to feel valued.  How dangerous it would be to somehow feel that because we have experienced these emotions we have something to hang our hat on.  After all, we have genuinely prayed that God would help them.  He doesn’t really expect me to do more than that, does He? 

“My biggest fear, even now, is that I will hear Jesus' words and walk away, content to settle for less than radical obedience to Him.”    ~ David Platt, Radical

So What Now?

We still live in America.  It’s not like we can all sell our houses, quit our jobs, and move our family to a country in the 10/40 window.  How can we follow Christ in a first world, twenty-first century type of way?

Micah 6:8

He has told you, O man, what is good and what does the LORD require of you, but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?

Some things never change.  Through centuries and millennia, His Word remains.  The Lord doesn't tell each of us to send x number of dollars each month or to never buy a Coach (or Vera Bradley, in some of our cases) bag again.  He does, however, require that we love the Lord our God with all of our heart, soul, mind, and strength.  He does require us to seek justice for those that cannot speak for themselves, to be kind to our enemies, and to be a servant of Jesus Christ.

It may be that some of us will be called to a country that is presently persecuting Christians or to an area of the world that has never before heard the gospel of Jesus Christ.  Others will find that the Lord is using them in their own city where Christianity has a bad name.  I don't think the point is necessarily where we go, as long as we all understand that we are commanded to go.

Matthew 28:19-20

Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you.  And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.

Let's all go together.

Let's be a church that is unified at least on this one thing.  If we have our faith in Christ in common, then we are all heirs in Christ.  We are brothers and sisters with the same goal in mind.  In Christ, there is neither male nor female, slave nor free, Baptist nor Pentecostal...Oh, wait!  I think I added that last one.  Anyway, you get the point.  Let's all seek the Lord with our whole heart, meditate on His Word, and obey His commands.  He is faithful to always be with us.  He will never leave us or forsake us, even to the end of the age.  Let's keep our minds set on things that are eternal, like the salvation of souls.

Something that really struck me in my conversations with Pastor Wilson was when he was surprised to hear that not all Americans that say they are Christians are really followers of Christ.  He said, "Oh, here in India, if someone says they are a Christian, they are most likely a Christ follower!  To follow Christ means one is willing to forsake their family, their homes, and even their own lives."  May this be true for all of us.

Let’s get practical together.

Sharing the gospel is hard!  I mean, like I would sometimes rather go to the dentist than share the gospel with my neighbor.  I’m just being honest.  It makes us vulnerable and open to ridicule.  We all want to be liked.  None of us want to be weird.  I am incredibly shy and an extreme introvert.  These are things I struggle with daily.  But, the more time I spend in the Word of God, the more I truly believe what it says.  The more I believe what it says, the more compelled I feel to tell others.  It is the answer they are looking for.  It is the Hope they need.  I would have to really hate them to not tell them where they can find the answers to their problems.  It’s the old, “What would you do if your friend was heading into a burning building?” scenario.  Wouldn’t you tell them of the danger and show them the way to safety?!  We aren’t any better than they are.  We just have the One that can show them the way.  Let’s commit to doing this together.

If you are looking for direction, I certainly have a few paths to share with you.  You all know that India is dear to my heart.  You have heard my stories and seen hundreds of pictures.  I didn’t know going into this whether it was a legitimate ministry or not.  I hoped.  I believed, but I wasn’t certain.  Now, I can assure you that this is the closest thing I have ever witnessed to the early church.  They are Christ centered and the Word of God is held as the final authority of all things.  They aren’t perfect and neither are we, but their desire is to glorify God in all they do.  They are actively reaching the lost with the gospel of Jesus Christ and they are caring for those in need as the body of Christ should.  They understand that their lives could be taken and that the sacrifice is great, but in light of eternity, they are willing.  Pastor Wilson reminded me as the Hindus came into the church that day, “God is good and His will is perfect.  We can trust Him.”  These are words that have stuck in my head and I hope I will never forget.  The Lord is sovereign over all.  His grace abounds and I am honored to be His servant.

There are many ways you can get involved with the Zurishaddai Church and the Truth Children’s Home.

The church building is in need of a roof.  This is not like one of our American multi-million dollar building programs.  This is a village that is coming to know Christ.  Many are coming to hear the Word of God.  They have already expanded the building, but they have not been able to afford a roof.  They have palm branches covering it now, which does provide shelter from the sun, but it does not provide shelter from the rain.  This is the same roof that many of the children and workers sleep under at night. 

There are still 26 children being cared for at the orphanage that need sponsors.  Sending $30 a month is a great way to help meet their needs.  They are given safe shelter, food, education, and most importantly, they are taught about Jesus and their need for Him.  It also gives you a wonderful opportunity to pour into a child’s life.  There are also many one time needs.   I know the children currently need to purchase new school books.  They also are in desperate need of new, clean mats to sleep on.  I know Pastor Wilson would be happy to share with you some of the immediate needs that they have.  Feel free to contact him any time.

I am assuming here that you are already connected to your own body of believers.  That you are serving and giving to your own church.  That you are witnessing to those in your own community.  If not, why not start now?  I’m pretty sure you don’t have to worry about being killed for attending your church service or for sharing the gospel…at least not yet.  Ask the Lord where He wants you and be sensitive to His calling. 

Let’s all use these new found emotions as a beginning, not an ending, to live out the great commission.  Let’s do this together.  I’d love to be of any help I can.  Feel free to ask me questions.  Feel free to share this with your church.  I know that God is going to do exceeding abundantly more than we could ever ask or think.  To God be the glory great things He has done!

Zurishaddai Church

Truth Children Home

Pastor P. Wilson Babu

Door No. 3-69/1

A.P. Trayam, Kakinada

Andhra Padesh

INDIA  533006

You can also contact Pastor Wilson through Facebook, at PastorWilson babu.

Follow this link to find out what the 10/40 window is.

http://joshuaproject.net/10-40-window.php

CliffsNotes

It occurred to me that I haven’t actually given an update on the events of our trip since we left.  So much has happened and Facebook posts have been going out left and right, but trying to be sensitive to the situation on the ground has kept many in the dark.  I apologize!

I will try to give the cliffs notes first, then I can always go back and share with you all some of my day to day journaling.  Maybe we can mimic the news a little and do 14 days in 14 paragraphs, or something like that.  See the YouTube news link at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FSAsbwuGo0s if that has you confused. J

Luke and I just returned from India this past week.  We are still dealing with some exhaustion and sickness, but we are grateful to be home and unharmed.  We are overwhelmed by the prayers of our friends and family!  Over the past two weeks, we were welcomed to the Zurishaddai Church in Kakinada, India with open hearts and open arms.  We were used by the Lord is some amazing and humbling ways and we are excited to see the Lord continue the work He has begun. 

We left home on June 6^th and arrived in Kakinada on June 8^th…It was a very long and tiring journey.  When we arrived in Rajahmundry, we were greeted by a cheerful welcoming party.  After all the introductions, we were on our last leg of the journey.  This included a memorable, two hour taxi ride that endlessly swerved around cars, buses, cows, bikes, and children (just to name a few).     

We conducted three days of Children's Bible Clubs with over 200 village children, two days of Women's Outreach Meetings with well over a hundred, served countless meals, visited many homes, and loved on the 32 children in the orphanage.  It was wonderful and heart-breaking at the same time.  There is so much more I want to share about these events, but I will work on that a little later.

Throughout the week, we noticed some stares that were a little more than curious.  We were told that they were Hindus and may not be happy with our arrival.  We just decided to smile, wave, and say “hello”.  This seemed to be the best response at the time.

On our last Sunday, during the service, the Hindus forced their way into the church and were protesting our presence.  They were very angry that we were there and demanded our visas.  They claimed that this was the land of the Hindus and that we were trying to convert their Hindu women and children.  They said that we should be severely punished for our actions.  Of course, at the time, we had no clue what they were saying and all we could tell was that they were not going to allow us to stay.  The men in the church protected us and defended us.  The women prayed with all of their might.  

Our friends were able to drive them out for a time and get us to safety.  At just the right moment, we grabbed our passports and ran to a waiting vehicle.  The boys hung on the sides covering all the spaces where we could be seen.  We spent several hours hiding and being driven to different locations to keep us protected.

The Hindus gathered in the town square and called for all other Hindus to come against the church.  Rioting went on throughout the night.  We made the news, faces, names, and all.  It made it very unsafe for us to be anywhere...as white Americans, we definitely stand out.  We prayed for safety and protection of the church.  We prayed for the gospel to still go forth.  We were given an unbelievable amount of peace during this storm.  I kept hearing in my head, God is good and His will in perfect…We can trust in Him.

The Kakinada Police were contacted, but were of no help.  In fact, charges were filed against the Pastor for "Bringing foreigners to preach gospel".  He has been questioned and investigated.  He has recently heard that no fault was found, but he is still waiting to hear this from the authorities.  While they are relieved at the moment, they are still living in a village/community that has great animosity for the things of the Lord.  They need the Lord to strengthen them as they continue in this battle.  They need other believers to lift them in prayer and support them on every side.

Miraculously, Luke’s phone worked in India.  We do not have an international plan and my fancy new smart phone couldn’t do a thing.  He was able to send Brian a message telling him that we were in trouble and needed people to pray.  Brian was able to call Luke’s phone (only this one time) and get the rest of our information.  Brian was then able to contact our travel agent to get the first flight out and the US Embassy to make them aware that we were in danger.  We were driven to Rajahmundry and stayed with a relative of Pastor Wilson.  We stayed hidden as much as possible.  No shopping or touring around.  We knew we would not be able to blend in and we weren’t sure how far the news had spread.

The US Embassy was able to contact us and ensure we had a way to escape.  We were relieved to be scheduled on a flight out of India, although we were saddened to have to leave early.  My next concern was that the airport would have us on their flight plan.  With the lack of computers and technology, I feared it would be difficult to prove.  I was very relieved to see our names on the print out and knew that the Lord was guiding our every step.

It was another grueling journey home.  There were many hours on planes and waiting in airports.  Trying to navigate our way around Mumbai was a nightmare that I wouldn’t wish on anyone.  It was such a blessing though to be able to use Luke’s phone up until the last flight out of India.  I must also add that Luke’s phone hasn’t been able to send any international texts or calls since then.  I’m thinking we need to place it on the mantel and as reminder of God’s gracious protection over us. J 

  

Although, we are truly grateful that the Lord has chosen to bring us home safely, we feel an unbelievable burden for our brothers and sisters in Christ that are still there on the battlefield.  The Lord has given us such compassion for the persecuted church around the world!  I believe it has also opened the eyes of many of our friends back at home.  I hope that our love for the Lord will continue to grow and overflow into every conversation and relationship.  

Supposedly, India has freedom of religion, but obviously not.  The Hindus say that they are not against Christians, but against trying to convert Hindus to Christianity. Of course, we know that we cannot force anyone to believe in Christ and it is only the Holy Spirit that can bring a person to faith in Christ.  Since we are commanded to go into all the world and preach the gospel to every nation, this is what we must do.  Whether or not we will be in danger is beside the point.  We are commanded to go, and we must go.

Please pray for Pastor P.Wilson Babu of A.P. Trayam, Kakinada, India and the Zurishaddai Church.  Please pray for the children at the Truth Children's Home.  Please pray for wisdom as they answer the authorities and above all, please pray for the spread of the gospel.  Our prayer is that what Satan has meant for evil, God will make into something good.  May Christ be glorified!

Below is the longer news link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=BIG5Kk5foa0

I am working on getting some transcripts in English. 

All for the glory of God,

Angela Gabbert

Reconcile

After being home for a week, my head is starting to clear.  It has been a difficult adjustment home.  The jet lag and all that we have experienced has had us sick with exhaustion.  There is so much I want to share, but I know it will take some time to make sense of all these thoughts.

To give you an idea of the great mass of things swirling around in my brain, I will try to share with you some that are on the tip of my tongue (or fingers).  But, first, I must take a moment to thank all of you that have prayed, cried, and have supported us on our journey and I want to thank our Heavenly Father for granting us the great gift of not only allowing us to hear of Him, but to see Him.  We will be eternally grateful.

"I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees you." ~ Job 42:5

Amazing Grace!!

So, here it goes...

Reconcile:

  To restore relationship; Cause to coexist in harmony, to make or show to be compatible.

How can I reconcile all that I have seen?

How can I put all these thoughts, emotions, and experiences into a neat, orderly package for minds to be able to grasp? 

How can I feel joy for the comfort of my home and family when those that have become a part of my heart are hungry and sleeping on floors?

How do I celebrate our safe return when those that preached the gospel with me are being charged as criminals?

How can I sit another moment in a cold pew and call it church when I have worshiped under palm branches as hearts are poured out to the Lord?

How can we bring our offerings, our set aside extra resources, to the church and expect the Lord’s favor when I have watched the poor widow leave her last bag of rice and bottle of coconut oil at the altar?

Why has the Lord chosen to bring us safely home to our cozy, clean bed while he has chosen others to stand all night on the front lines?

Are we really in the better place?

I've seen the joy of those that have nothing and misery of those whose hands are full.

I've seen the compassion for the poor be more than a hand out.

I've witnessed what the early church must have looked like.

I've found more in common with strangers on the other side of the world than with those that shake my hand at home.

I've watched the gospel preached with urgency that I've never experienced before.

I've prayed and begged for the healing of the sick, the poor, and the lonely in a way that our conservative churches rebuke.

Here in America, we seem to have it all.  Everything, but joy.

We look to Christ as one who satisfies our own desires—our lust for more. 

We serve an anti-christ!  A christ we have created in our own minds.  One that gives acceptance and brings comfort, but never requires anything of us.

The real Christ calls for suffering.  The real Christ shows us the cross.  Through His death, He gives life.  The real Christ satisfies the soul, not the flesh.

I have tasted the real thing and this anti-christ will no longer bring me peace.  My soul longs for Jesus.  He delivers me from my own selfish desires.  He is my Savior.

I am crucified with Christ, therefore I no longer live.  It is Jesus that lives in me.

So, how can I reconcile all that I have seen?  I cannot, but Christ can and has.

Romans 5:8-9

God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.  Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, much more shall we be saved by him from the wrath of God.

Once, I was God’s enemy.  I was full of anger and wrath, until He presented me with a gift, the gift of reconciliation.  Through the death of Christ, my sin has been punished, His wrath has been poured out, and I have received the greatest gift.  My sentence is life instead of death.  He has reconciled me to Himself.  

Romans 5:10-11

For if while we were enemies we were reconciled to God by the death of his Son, much more, now that we are reconciled, shall we be saved by his life. More than that, we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation.

Here is where I experience the JOY.  It was of no work of my own that I have been given life.  My joy is not found in houses, furniture, jobs, cars, vacations, etc.  It was while I was His enemy that He died for me.  He is my source of JOY.  I have no reason to boast or brag.  It is all a gift.  I am humbled and rejoice, but it doesn't stop there.

2 Corinthians 5:18-19

All this is from God, who through Christ reconciled us to himself and gave us the ministry of reconciliation;  that is, in Christ God was reconciling the world to himself, not counting their trespasses against them, and entrusting to us the message of reconciliation. 

He has given those of us that have been reconciled to Himself a ministry of reconciliation.  He has entrusted us with the message of reconciliation.

As Americans, we have become very self-assured.  We have been successful and have come to believe that all our merits are from our own hands.  We feel we have the right to be treated with respect and will fight for justice as long as it brings us comfort.  We reject anything that brings guilt or shame.  As Proverbs says, pride comes before a fall.  I believe America is on the brink of a great fall.  May the Lord grant us mercy.

As American Christians, we have a great responsibility to use our resources and abilities for the glory of Christ.  It isn't wrong to have money, health, and the comforts of this life unless we are holding onto it as our source of joy…unless we are worshiping the gift and not the Giver.  We must use all that the Lord has given us for His glory.  We must be willing to surrender all.  We must take this ministry of reconciliation seriously.  

Are we proclaiming the message of Salvation through Christ alone, or are we implying through our comfortable lives that we can make it on our own?  Are we naming sin for what it is or are we sugar-coating it to keep peace?  Sin is what separates us from a Holy God.  If we follow the way of the world and preach a gospel of tolerance, prosperity, and peace, we are not preaching the gospel of Jesus Christ.  It is a false gospel, an anti-christ that will only lead those around us to an eternity separated from God.

So, is there an answer to all my questions?  I think each one deserves a serious look and its own research, but the final answer is to keep our eyes on Christ, the author and finisher of our faith, the One that has come to save, to heal the broken-hearted and to set the captives free, the only One that has given us the gift of reconciliation, the only One that is worthy of our praise.

I want to take all that the Lord has shown me and place it as a memorial before my eyes.  I never want to forget.  I don’t know what is next, but I know that the Lord will complete the work He has begun.  He has given me a great compassion for the persecuted church all over the world and I believe He has used these experiences to open the eyes of others as well.  I pray that He will keep my heart softened to His will and my ears sensitive to His calling.  

I will go.

Joshua 1:9

Have I not commanded you?  Be strong and courageous.  Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go."

Misunderstood and Misjudged

It is a case of “distance lends enchantment” to them—they think I want to go.  If they only knew how torn in two I feel today, and how precious the home ties are, they would understand…Oh, how could I leave you all, my own precious ones, and leave the joy of being of ever so tiny a bit of help to you (that is not easy to give up!) unless the hand of the Lord were upon me…isn't it strange how though we sing so often,

Not my own, oh not my own!

Jesus, I belong to Thee,

we live it so little.  We are very much our own, we don’t live as strangers and pilgrims at all, and when the call comes to one to leave all and follow, it seems strange to us.  Oh that we may die, not in mere hymn and prayer, but in deed and in truth, to ourselves, to our self-life and self-love.  I never knew what it meant before—dead to all one’s natural earthly plans and hopes, dead to all voices, however dear, which would deafen our ear to His—alive unto God.  When I think of Christ’s life in its utter self-death, and then think of ours, of mine, the contrast is too terrible.  We Christians have been trying to get as much as ever we could out of this life, we have followed our Saviour, it seems to me, very, very far off.

Amy Carmichael  of Dohnavor (Pg. 49)

This book has played an integral part of my love for India.  Amy Carmichael lived as a missionary in South India from 1895-1951.  Her passion to live her life for the purpose of God’s glory is contagious.  She was strong and determined, but also humble and obedient.  The day I finished reading this book, was the day I cried out to God--asking Him to show me how I, an introvert that loves to find comfort in the shelter of my home, could be used in far reaching places such as South India.  It was the next morning that I met Pastor P.Wilson babu (from South India)!

We will be leaving for India in 8 days.  May we remember that we are not our own and that we must die to ourselves, and all our fears, to follow JESUS, the giver of life.