In the last post I talked in general about the vision. This time around I want to share a little bit
about our rationale for doing this.
Though I don’t know for sure, I doubt too many missionaries
are familiar with the lyrics from an old Def Leppard song (I probably shouldn’t
be familiar with them either, but I wasn’t always a missionary, you know…), but
many of them are ministering like they have heard them – “Better to burn out,
than to fade away”. It is almost like it
is expected that you go to the mission field and burn yourself out for
God, going out like Elijah in a blaze
of glory. The problem with that is that
it was Elijah’s chariot that was on fire, not Elijah! In fact, when I look at Elijah’s life I see a
different story that serves as a bit of a basis for some of what we want to do.
In 1 Kings 18 you have that awesome story of Elijah’s
“showdown” with the prophets of Baal up on Mt Carmel. I have always loved that story!! Then in chapter 19 you have this incredible
man of God running for his life because of Jezebel’s threats. He literally runs out in to the middle of the
desert, sits down under a tree and asks God to kill him. Isn’t it great that
James tells us that Elijah was a man with a nature like us (James 5:17) - not
some Biblical superhero, just a man like us that God used in a mighty way? But I digress…
In chapter 19, when Elijah goes and lays down under a tree
asking God to kill him (suicide by Deity?) what is God’s response? Does He send Gabriel with a flaming sword to
carry out Elijah’s wishes? Not
quite. He sends an angel alright, but
that angel wakes Elijah from his sleep and gives him some fresh baked bread
(can you smell it?) and a jug of water, then lets Elijah sleep some more before
doing it all over again. Two hot meals,
something refreshing to drink, and an encouragement that God is not done with
Elijah (by telling him he needed to eat again or the journey would be too much
for him, it is implied that God still had work for Elijah to do). This is how God responds to His tired,
dejected, depressed servant. Not
judgment. Not punishment. A hot meal.
A good night’s rest.
Encouragement. Then, in the mouth
of an isolated cave, in another desolate place – new instructions for ministry. Wow.
Who’d a thunk it?
We have met so many missionaries who are tired, worn out,
dejected, and depressed. They don’t need
to be judged – they need a rest and a reassignment. We have been there ourselves! We want our “place” to be a place of refuge. A place where some good sleep and some good
hot meals can lead to a refocusing and reassignment and refreshing which in turn will lead into
a new period of successful ministry for those who come. We want to be those ministering angels who
are able to come alongside workers who are weary and pray with them. We want to see them revitalized and redeployed
by God, instead of burned out and cast aside.
I have a feeling that this is what God wants too. God met Elijah in a deserted place – just not in
the way Elijah expected. But when Elijah
got away from the “noise” and the threats and then stopped looking for God to
speak through bigger means (the wind, the fire and the earthquake) he heard
God’s gentle whisper telling him what the next phase of ministry would hold.
We toyed with the idea of calling our new ministry “The
Broom Tree” or “The Juniper Tree” in reference to this story, but there are
other ministries who have already used those names. Instead we have decided on a name that comes
from another great Biblical passage showing the need for God’s disciples to
take a break. More on that in the next
post…
3 comments:
Boy!you are getting really good at leaving us dangling!
ok...waiting on the name of this amazing place of refuge!!!
In answer to the title of this musing, the answer is a resounding 'yes!"
I will never forget my experience realizing this. Several years ago, the choir that I sang with was invited to sing for the Sunday morning service of a conference for a denominiational organization. (I'm sorry to say I do not remember the name of the org. nor which denomination it was.) The director downplayed the whole thing. It was at a hotel in downtown in a huge ballroom with very poor acoustics, so our musical expectations were pretty low. It was an effort on the part of the choir to put this together at an inconvient time and place. But as we stood on the platform that morning singing of peace and Heaven and the love of God, it became very apparent these people were there to soak up the refreshment and care we were offering. I had no idea how alone some of these folks had labored, and how simply standing together with other like-minded and hearted people singing a hymn together could soothe a soul. It was something I didn't expect, but I'm so glad I did.
I'll pray with you all the way, and do what I can to spread the word.
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