Life is funny participation will resume later this week. Today I am feeling serious....I also don't want to use this for my What I Learned post, because this might get preachy in the end, and I don't think that is what that blog carnival is for. But I really want to share what has been in my head and heart since Church yesterday.
Yesterday at Church, a priest from Sudan spoke. He thanked us for our contributions here in America to their school, but also for being a place of refuge for so many Lost Boys. He described adults who were killed, tortured...lost limbs, eyesight....lives. All because they would not renounce their Christian faith. And then he told of the Lost Boys, and I wept. One verse from the Bible popped into my head (though it was not the focus. The Multiplication of the Loaves and the fish were. The priest did a very nice job tying in how God multiplies what we give to those in Africa so that what seems like little helps lots).
"Anyone who loves his father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves his son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me;"
The people who lost their lives, limbs, sight...I felt bad for them...But those who lost parents and children....because they chose Christ....
How often have I held my tongue, under the guise of not wanting to offend someone, because I did not want to sacrifice their good opinion of me? But on the other side of the world, people are sacrificing life, limb, sight, and family for love of Jesus. There are saints in Heaven, Sudanese by birth, shaking their heads at me.
Tertullian once wrote "the blood of the martyrs is the seed of the Church" . I don't share this just to beat my breast, and suggest others beat theirs. I share this so that the great sacrifices our Sudanese brothers and sisters have made will inspire us to make smaller ones, and regard these small sacrifices as nothing. Which really, in comparison, it is less than nothing...Isn't it?
Sorry if the post seems spotty, and not well written...
Anyways, God bless you.