As Paul goes about his ministry traveling about from one congregation
to another he records, “when the brethren heard of us, they came to meet us…whom
when Paul saw, thanked God, and took courage.” (Acts 28-15)
Missions are hard. There is so much adversity. The
opposition looses everything when people are converted and change their
lifestyle. It is a matter of survival for the adversary and he fights dirty. Even
at home in our own congregation contentions arises because we are imperfect
humans. We are tempted, make mistakes, and become discouraged. Whatever the
situation Satan is there trying to bring us down. When the onslaught stops then
we have need to worry for fear Satan is winning, but we also need to be encouraged,
a pat on the back, a well done thou good and faithful servant.
Paul and his companions had had success, but to be welcomed by
those strong ones of the congregation, the brethren, gave them courage and renewed
their faith. Yes, this is real. Yes, Christ, though dead, lives.
For those who were raised in Christian families or
communities and heard of Christ since their birth this is accepted easily. Sometimes,
we fight among ourselves about points of doctrine, but I have often thought how
bizarre and insane it must seem to someone hearing the gospel for the first
time to think that a man lived and died but lives again. If we can’t see it,
touch it, and feel it we tend not to believe in it. Yet there are many who,
having never heard of Christ believe in a higher power.
I recently heard an American Indian speak of his introduction
into the Church. The things the missionaries were telling him caused him to
remember the legends and stories of his ancestors. How grateful he was to learn
that there really is a Great Spirit and that his ancestors were right. How
grateful we are to bear testimony and to hear the testimony of others to strengthen
and give us courage.
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