Dear Phyllis,
I’m on the road again. Much
to my surprise I am back in Vientiane ,
Laos today. I had only been home a few days when Mark asked me if I would go back to Laos on a trip for him. We planned for me to leave Chiang
Mai Friday night but then the date got move up so I was on a bus headed east a
week after I had just gotten off the bus coming back from Laos. But this is a
great privilege. What I am doing now is a tremendous honor that the Lord has
extended to me. If some one had told me thirty years ago what I am doing today,
it would have seemed like an unimaginable dream.
In the Lord’s work, in this
part of the world, there are four parts of God’s Chain of Life working together
to see hundreds of thousands saved, and the Lord’s Kingdom extended. The first link
of this chain are those who give money to finance what is happening here. Most of
these funds come from the churches in America . The next link is Bible printing. Most of this is
done by New Life League in Japan . The next chain link is logistics – those who
actually carry the Bibles to where they are needed. This is the aspect that I
am engaged in. The last members of God’s team are really the heart and soul of
the work – those on the field who are actually preaching the Gospel and seeing
souls won to Christ on a daily basis. These come one soul at a time. If there
wasn’t a living church in these countries reproducing themselves at a
phenomenal rate, everything else would be pointless. These are the foot
soldiers for Jesus. And this is something that every member of the Body of
Christ should be engaged in everyday wherever they are living.
In America this chain of life is not necessary. Believers in
western countries have plenty of money. Bibles are available anywhere.
Publishers via with each other as a business venture publishing and selling
millions of Bibles annually. It is big business. There is no need of a logistic
chain. Book stores and mail-order are available any place in America . But that is not the case here in SEA (Southeast Asia ). In many places, believers have no access to the
Word of God unless someone carries it to them. It is an enormous privilege to
be God’s postman in physically transporting the written Word to these people in
desperate need.
After an all night bus trip
from Chiang Mai to Udorn Thani I got to the Friendship Bridge connecting Thailand and Laos by mid morning, and crossed back into Laos . I checked in the guest house where I always stay and
got a motor bike. The arrangement was for me to meet our man when he arrived at
the airport. This seemed fairly easy. The international airport in Vientiane is quite small. I had never met Bural before but had
seen a picture of him. I stood at the exit for arrival with a sign with his
name written on it. Soon he came out. I recognized him by the picture of him
and he spotted me standing there with the sign. That was the most critical
part.
He introduced me to some other
brethren who had come on the plane with him and his man in Laos . We made arrangements to meet at his hotel in an hour
and then go somewhere for supper. There is a very fine Christian restaurant in Vientiane that is reasonably secure for talking business.
Bural, John, and I went there to eat. What a historic night! I had heard
reports of some of their ministry, but that was the first time I talked with
them directly hearing of what the Lord is doing.
Roald Lidal had met Bural in Cambodia two years ago. I had heard of that meeting and the
subsequent things that had happened, but it was hard for me to believe such
reports. Bural confirmed that NLL had printed and sent in 200,000 Cambodian
Bibles in the last two years, and he said they are all gone. That is
astounding! The figures he told me of what is happening in Cambodia are astronomic. In our discussion I asked him if he
knew some of the key men that I know in that country. He confirmed that he was
working closely with all of them.
These statistics are
astounding but the thing that is so miraculous is where this is happening. Roll
the clock back 35 years ago, and in our wildest imagination there is no way we could
have conceived what is happening there today. In 1975, both Cambodia and Laos looked as bleak as possible. The long extended
Vietnam War had come to a close in the worse possible way. The horrible
nightmare was over, and reality was worse than our fears. But that was only the
beginning of sorrows. What happened in Cambodia was almost unprecedented national genocide. The
C&MA denomination alone suffered 80% martyrdom. The Vietnamese came into Laos with thousands of Russian advisors and started a
policy of ethnic cleansing by spraying yellow rain toxic chemicals on the
villages in the north that had resisted the Vietnamese invasion. Hundreds of
thousands of minority people fled Laos across the Mekong River to Thailand . Thousands were drowned trying to get out. The
situation could not have looked darker.
In Laos a significant percentage of the population are
minority hill tribe people. Among these various minority people the bottom
group is the Khamu. The word Khamu means slave. They are treated as less than
animals. But the Khamus are the most responsive people in the country. When the
Gospel first came into Laos , it was the Khamu who were the first believers. Today
the Khamus are the finest believers and are the most open hearted in sharing the
Gospel cross culture. The other minority people tend to stay restricted within
their own particular culture and seldom reach outside. But the Khamus are
different.
The brother who was the basic
purpose for my visit, John, is an amazing man. He is a Khamu pastor. His father
was a Khamu pastor and he was raised in the church. When the communists took
over Laos in the late 1970s, because of his intelligence and unusual
grades in school, he was selected to be sent to Moscow to be trained as a pilot. I was shocked when he told
me that. I asked, “Why did you go to Moscow ?” He simply replied, “Because I was sent.” He had no
choice in the matter. Amazingly, he was a helicopter pilot for four years and
has 1,500 hours flying time. But then there was an investigation and he was
found out to be a Christian. Apparently he didn’t have much of a testimony.
When the authorities discovered that he was a Christian, he was faced with the
choice of denying Christ or suffer the worse. At that time he chose to raise
the flag for Jesus and take a strong stand. He went from being a helicopter
pilot to serving a year in prison. But that was the beginning of his life.
Today he is a major man of God and seeing huge numbers of Khamu and Lao come to
Christ.
I asked Bural how they got together.
He told me that he was interested in doing dendo (missions) in Laos but knew no one. He was in Vientiane a few years ago and had a dream. In his dream he saw
a building with a cross on it. The next morning he set out to find that building.
It was fairly close to where he was staying. But when he saw the building he
was surprise to see that it was virtually demolished. It was just a shell. As
he prayed, he decided to walk around the building and see if he could find some
connection. He hadn’t gone far when a 12 year old boy came out of the house
next door. It turned out they were Christians. While he was talking to the boy
he saw a man walking across the street who smiled at him. That was how the Lord
brought Bural and John together. Bural taught John his methods of church
planting and amazing things began to happen. John asked Bural if he knew how he
could get Lao Bibles. Through Roald Lidal, Bural knew of Mark and wrote him. It was in response to that request that Mark sent me here to set up delivery of the Bibles desperately needed.
What a privilege to be here.
Praise God!!!
bill
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