Dear Phyllis,
Chula is five and as adorable
a little girl as you will ever see. Her family had been driven from their home
and village by the Burmese army and had lived like hunted animals in the
jungles. At one point she had a stick in her eye which had seriously damaged
the nerve to the extent that she has lost sight in that eye. At another point, she
had broken her arm in two places. It had been improperly set by a jungle doctor
so that it has grown together making it impossible for her to extend that arm.
Her family was almost dead from starvation when they were able to make it to an
IDP refugee camp. IDP is for Internally
Displaced People – of which there are thousands in Burma . These are refugee camps set up inside Burma to help these desperate people who have been butchered
and driven from their homes by the Burmese army. Two months ago Chula’s mother
had died in childbirth. Her father had seriously damaged his foot to the extent
that doctors suggested it would have to be amputated. He was unable to care for
his children. Astrid was able to get
this precious one and another little jewel and bring them home to Chiang Mai.
It is illegal for these children to be here in Thailand , but Astrid was able to safely get them by several military
check points to get them this far.
Once she got Chula to Chiang
Mai, she took her to a hospital to see what could be done for her eye and arm.
When the doctor examined Chula’s eye, he was amazed that the eye pressure was double
normal, causing severe pain. He asked why she didn’t complain about the pain. Chula
simply replied that the pain was always there and she thought that was normal.
Can you imagine the shock it
is to these little girls who have never been out of the jungle, to suddenly be
transported to a modern city like Chiang Mai? They had never seen a car before
until Astrid loaded them in her car to bring them home. Astrid bought them some
ice cream. Chula had never felt anything cool in her life. When that cold ice cream
hit her tongue she was frightened. Astrid assured her it was safe. Then the
strange sweet taste of ice cream made her brain go into a tail spin. But five
minutes later Astrid had a beaming little girl with the remains of ice cream
smeared on her face. I asked if she had ever been on a motor bike. Of course
not. She was a brave little tyke as I picked her up to place her in front of me
on my bike and rode around our neighborhood.
What these preciously little
ones are going through is like taking an angel from one planet and suddenly
being transported to a totally different world. They had never heard of such a
world and had no idea such a place existed until suddenly they found themselves
living on this unimaginable planet. To these little girls living in a dangerous
hostile environment, with extreme privation, death, and suffering is normal. To
suddenly find themselves living securely in a house like they had never
imagined existed, with an abundance of food and love is like being in heaven.
On the other side of the
ledger, recently I have been reading the biography of Whitefield. I had read
many of those biographies 45 years ago but had forgotten the intense
persecution men in that day went through. We are all familiar of their
tremendous success, but we soon forget the stonings. This has brought me to a
renewed realization of what an unreal world we live in. People who live in the 21st
century America , think that an absence of persecution is normal, and
are stunned to hear stories of severe problems our brethren are going through
in other countries.
Basically there are three
areas from which persecution can come. It can be from a hostile government,
such as we deal with in communist countries. It can come from religious
societies, as they have to face in Islamic countries. Or it can just come from
unregenerate humanity, among whom we all live. The government in the days of
Whitefield and Wesley was no problem. They did get some static from the clergy.
But the mobs they faced were as fierce as any in the world today. Whitefield
and his fellow preachers were stoned and beaten on numerous occasions. Women
had their clothes torn off them. Houses of believers were virtually demolished.
They were dragged though the streets and thrown in the village pond. Some
preachers died of injuries suffered from the hands of the mob. This was
accepted as normal. It was part and parcel to preaching the Gospel.
This was no different than
what is happening in many places of the world today. Twelve churches were
burned in Malaysia last month. Last year in northern India there was horrible persecution with several churches
being burned and a number of Christians being killed. I personally know of
three preachers in Laos who have been murdered since I have been here. I have
seen first hand severe persecution in Vietnam with Christians being arrested, tortured and driven
from their homes. A friend of mine from Pakistan told me that if he goes home the minimum he would get
would be ten years, and the maximum would be life imprisonment. I could fill pages of stories of persecution
going on today. We think this is unusual, but that is exactly what Whitefield,
Wesley, and their brethren faced in their days. William Booth faced the same.
I am persuaded that this is
the normal Christian experience. Brother Andrew told of the time when he was
having a private meeting with some brethren in Czechoslovakia when a stranger walked in. Brother Andrew didn’t know
who he was, but it was obvious by the demeanor of the other pastors, here was a
man highly regarded. He had just been released from his third imprisonment. In
the ensuing conversation this senior saint looked at Brother Andrew and asked, “How
many pastor are in prison in your country?” Brother Andrew was embarrassed to
answer, “None”. Then the man of God challenged, “What do you do with the Scripture
in 2 Tim. 3:12 , “All that will live godly in Christ Jesus shall
suffer persecution.” All Brother Andrew could reply was, “Sir, that is a
subject about which we have no understanding in the western world.”
We enjoy our religious freedom,
but I feel there is something lacking. Paul warned in Phil. 1:29, “For unto you it is given in behalf of
Christ, not only to believe on Him, but to suffer for His sake.” And again
in writing to the Thessalonians in 1 Thes. 3:3, 4, Paul admonishes, “That no
man should be moved by these affliction, for yourselves know that we are appointed to suffer them…we told
you before that we should suffer
tribulation.” It should be evident from the Scripture that persecution and affliction
is not something that should surprise us; but on the contrary, the absence of
opposition is something that should be a serious concern.
Who wants to be stoned? Who wants
to have the windows in their house smashed? Who wants to have daily threats on their
life as they go forth to proclaim the Gospel of salvation? Of course, no one.
But the lack of serious threats can prove to be more deadly than physical
injury. Our brethren in China are not praying for less persecution, but they are
earnestly pleading with the Father to be saved from the deadly disease that has
destroyed the church in America .
With all of her affluence,
ease, and popularity, the church in America seems oblivious to what has happened to her. By
living in an environment where persecution is viewed as an abnormality, the church
in America has probably become the most cowardly church in
history. Living here in SEA where we are involved with two different cultures
at the same time, makes the contrast of these cultures very sharp. One of the most
embarrassing things I have ever seen was the response of America to the attack after 9-11. Someone asked George Bush
what was the best way to fight terrorism. He wisely replied, “By flying on
airplanes, going to ball games, and singing with joy in your heart.” But what
was America ’s response? Exactly what the terrorist wanted. No one
wanted to fly on an airplane although it had never been safer. We were having a
large number of teams coming from America to SEA to help us carry loads of Bibles into the countries
around here. But for three months we had 100% cancellation. God doesn’t want us
to do such a dangerous thing as to fly on an airplane. The same thing happened
two years later with SARS. That was too great a risk. They might catch cold if they
came to SEA Some Mennonites were a rare exception.
I am presently agonizing over
a personal issue where we have one of the most amazing testimonies I have ever
heard of, but have been warmed not to mention the name of this man of history publicly.
The concern is that if his testimony was generally known, that might tarnish
his reputation as a national hero and there have been threats on his life. My
goodness, isn’t that the way it is supposed to work?! I wrote a brother and
said, “I would rather be dead with a bold testimony than alive with a silent
one.” To cower before threats is a disgrace to the Name of Christ.
The rest of the world is normal.
The church in other countries is thriving in the face of terrible persecution. Suffering
has made them strong and utterly fearless. But in western nations, we have developed
an attitude that danger is something to be avoided at all cost, and this has
produced a generation of cowards.
Lord, give us some fearless
men of steel of the fiber of Whitefield; for Jesus sake.
bill
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