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Martyrdom in Christian preaching highlights the supreme testimony of faith shown through suffering and death for Christ's name (Revelation 2:10). Illustrations often use vivid images of sacrifice, courage in persecution, and unwavering commitment amidst trials, portraying martyrs as faithful witnesses who mirror the ultimate sacrifice of Jesus (Acts 7:59-60). This theme challenges believers to consider the cost of discipleship and the power of steadfast witness.

Prophets Like Micaiah Are Needed Today

Dissenting prophets with moral courage like Micaiah are needed today. Governor Mark Hatfield (Oregon) was the only governor to vote against Vietnam War at a conference. He stuck to his guns.

Pastor Kaj Munk spoke out against Nazi annexation of Denmark. He said to fellow pastors: "We stand as a temple of the holy God. All others have their obligations to this or that. We alone have our obligation to the truth. ... When justice or injustice is at stake, then we must never ask whether it is worth it. For then the devil always wins. On these issues it is always worthwhile to fight.... What we as the church lack is most assuredly not psychology or literature; we lack a holy rage." In January 1944 the Nazis dragged him out into a field and riddled his body with bullets.

Moral courage needed today in ecology, terrorism, hunger. But prayer, discernment and humility are needed. Sunday School song:

"Dare to be a Daniel,

Dare to stand alone!

Dare to have a purpose firm!

Dare to make it known!"

from Christianity Today magazine · Vernon Grounds via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database boldnessmartyrrage

The Martyrdom of Mansour Hussein

John 16:2

There has been no church amongst the Kurds of Northern Iraq in recent history. In the 1920's and 1930's there was intense missionary work, many seeds were sown, and a price was paid: a missionary and his daughter were killed by locals in Dohouk.

After the war with Iraq, when the Kurds were being pushed out by Saddam Hussein, Christian agencies offered them food and shelter. The Kurds were amazed that help came from Christians and not people from their own religion. None of this work or sacrifice has been in vain. There are now small groups of Kurdish Christians in the north of Iraq - the church has been born.

One convert was Mansour Hussein. He was born in Baghdad in 1954 into a Muslim Kurdish family. As a young man he became a Communist and rejected all belief in God. In January 1996, Mansour became a believer in Christ, mainly through the witness of another believer in Arbil. A few months later he began to work in a small Christian bookshop. Mansour was very active in teaching others the truth he had found in Christ. Not surprisingly he and his Christian friend often received threats.

On the morning of April 21, his friend walked into the bookshop and saw Mansour lying on the floor. Blood was flowing from his head. On the floor beside the body was Mansour's personal pocket New Testament. It appears that Mansour was cleaning the floor of the shop when someone came to return this book. As Mansour went to get the record of loaned books, the visitor shot him in the head with a pistol equipped with a silencer.

The police immediately arrested the Christian friend. But soon they realized it was the work of an extreme Moslem group. The missionary who sent this account says it would be a grave mistake to see Mansour's death as just another tragedy.

from Online: Brigada / Mission Frontier · Elam Ministries via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database persecutionconversionislam

Chrysostom's Courage

Greatest preacher 1,600 years ago - Chrysostom. “Golden mouthed.” Very popular with people, and a brilliant scholar.

Chrysostom was bold when it came to condemning sin and he was called before the Emperor, whom he had offended. He threatened Chrysostom with exile unless he apologized. Chrysostom replied, “You cannot exile me because this world is my father's house.”

“I will kill you,” said the Emperor. “No, you cannot, because my life is hid with Christ in God.”

“I will take away your treasures.” “No, you cannot, for my treasure is in heaven and my heart is there.”

The Emperor was furious at this point. “I will drive you away from man and you shall have no friend left.” “No, you cannot, for I have a friend in heaven from whom you cannot separate me... “I defy you; for there is nothing that you can do to hurt me!”

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From Henry Hart Milman, “History of Christianity,” (New York: Crowell, 1881), 4:144

Congo Martyrs

Mark 10:30

Missionary Paul Carlson was killed in 1964 when he returned to his hospital in the Belgian Congo after taking his family to safety. Rebels captured 250 and shot at them when government troops attempted a rescue; 30 were killed, including Carlson. TIME magazine put him on its cover on December 4, 1964.

from Christianity Today magazine via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database missionscompassion

St. Valentine Loved Christ

John 13:1

[see note at bottom]

To be young, wealthy and in love - all in the third century. And to be a Christian. Such was young Valentine. He would consummate his great love by taking her as his bride. Soon he would be wed.

But his pleasurable, orderly world came crashing down around him when the Roman emperor declared all Christians illegal citizens and guilty of treason. All they had to do was say, "Caesar is Lord!" But all they'd say was, "No, Jesus is Lord!" Rather than deny Christ, young Valentine was arrested in the crackdown.

In jail, awaiting execution in the arena, he wrote love letters to his girlfriend. Beautiful, passionate letters assuring her of his great love for her. But theirs would be a love not lived out. Arms never entwined in the embrace of husband and wife. On February 14, 269, young Valentine was put to death, martyred for Jesus Christ.

Since then, Christians have celebrated his fidelity to Christ and romantic love on the 14th of February by sending our own love letters to special people. And as we do so this year, let us, too, resolve to live for Christ unashamedly.

Let us recall that still in our lives, as with young Valentine, there will be unfairness, unfulfilled longings, loneliness, and yet, love. Love more powerful than a tyrant's sword, more lasting than the centuries.

For in Christ and in heaven we shall love God and one another for all eternity. And nothing can stop us.

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Details in this article are probably incorrect (Valentine was a bishop, not a boyfriend); more accurate versions can be found at HolwickID #20321

from Georges Road (N J) Baptist Church Newsletter · Stephen Crotts via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database martyrpersecution

Following Jesus To the Gallows

The story of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. [summarized from article]

A few weeks ago was the 50th anniversary of the death of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. Bonhoeffer is famous as a Christian martyr. He is one of the few Germans who stood up to Hitler. Actually, he went beyond this and tried to kill Hitler.

The reason he did this is because Bonhoeffer took seriously the commandment to have no other gods. Nazism was heavily into the god business. Churches were encouraged to fill their sanctuaries with the symbolism of the Third Reich. Some churches went over completely and began teaching ancient German pagan beliefs. Almost all the churches accepted Nazi policies like persecution of Jews. The Hitler Youth even met on Sundays so the young Germans couldn't go to church. The Protestant church was silent to all this.

Bonhoeffer's response was to begin a new church, called the Confessing Church. He preached against the persecution of Jews. He preached against Hitler and Protestants who compromised with him. After a few years only a handful of followers were left, and then the Gestapo closed him down. Six years later they arrested him. Two years after that, in April 1945, they hanged him, just days before the U.S. Army arrived and liberated the prison.

God's Smuggler Confesses

Acts 1:8

Brother Andrew wonders if American Christians are willing to die for anything, even their faith.

Brother Andrew is a doer. While most Christians put out fleeces, he would already be on the plane, facing danger, finding a way into some place others describe as “closed.” As a teen in Holland, he worked alongside Corrie ten Boom in the resistance during World War II. As a college graduate, he started making trips behind the Iron Curtain, sneaking in Bibles, books, or whatever else was needed to further the gospel there. Forty years ago, he organized this whirlwind of activity into a ministry called Open Doors.

Once described as “the James Bond of the cloth,” Brother Andrew refuses to see himself as exceptional. He describes his 1967 bestseller, God’s Smuggler, as a “curse,” because it portrays him as heroic and extraordinary, whereas he thinks all Christians should do whatever it takes to help brothers and sisters in need. Just like he does.

From behind the Iron Curtain, throughout Africa, and now the Middle East, Brother Andrew keeps walking through open doors.

IF YOU HAD TO DO IT OVER AGAIN, WOULD YOU STILL START OUT AS GOD’S SMUGGLER? I didn’t start as God’s smuggler. I’m against smuggling. What you are calling smuggling resulted from several years of ministry in communist countries -- first in evangelism, then in teaching. Pastors there had no training, so they asked if I could bring them a Bible on my next trip to visit them. I said yes. But soon there were so many requests that I couldn’t carry them openly any more.

WHAT ABOUT PROJECT PEARL, WHERE IN 1981 YOU DUMPED A WHOLE FREIGHTER’S WORTH OF BIBLES ONTO CHINA? That was very illegal. By that time, Open Doors had a fleet of vehicles that were specially converted for this type of activity so that we could not only hide books and Bibles but also a person or a printing press, something we still do.

IT SEEMS YOU’VE MADE FRIENDS WITH THE IDEA OF SMUGGLING. No, I haven’t. I think smuggling is when you use any method needed for your purpose, when you lie and sell for profit. We don’t. We have our rules. We will not tell a lie. We never sell. And we make no profit.

SO WHAT ARE THE GUIDING PRINCIPLES THAT DRIVE OPEN DOORS? The first principle is an attitude: we come to serve. In every circumstance, we ask, “What can I do for you?” Also, Open Doors always works through the pastors; we never go independently. We work through the church, to the church. For example, the idea for Project Pearl came from Christians in China. They even told us how, when, and where to do it, because we offered ourselves.

After we find out what a church needs, we come back and supply it, whatever they ask. It may be a very tedious job, like making sure a Christian prisoner’s family gets medical attention or even just being with them. In my very first trip, July 1955, just out of college, I went to the former nation of Czechoslovakia. A pastor said, “Andrew, your being here is worth more than ten of the best sermons.” So that became another principle of Open Doors: Be there. Only when you are there can God tell you what you should do.

YOU HAVE CONCENTRATED YOUR PERSONAL EFFORTS RECENTLY ON THE MIDDLE EAST. WHAT ARE THE CHALLENGES FOR THE CHRISTIAN CHURCH THERE? We face a growing wave of Muslim fundamentalism, fed by a number of things. Until the end of the Second World War, seven-eighths of the entire Muslim world was colonized by so-called Christian nations. The Muslims lived under constant humiliation. They could not solve their own problems.

Even today they are divided and disgusted with their own weakness. From this division, a radical faction has emerged that wants Muslims to go back to their roots. It’s a revival movement, very much political because in Islam there is no separation between church and state. And because they are the only guys with an ideology, I think they have a future. They have a faith for which they’re ready to die. In comparison, we Christians have lost that kind of faith.

Look at Lebanon. Two, three terrorist-suicide bombers chased away the strongest army of the world. We have no answer to that dedication. Let’s face it: we are not willing to die. Not for Jesus and not for anything.

And this is the quality of Christianity that I seek desperately. Not the fanaticism, but a dedication that demonstrates a willingness to lay down our lives. Doesn’t the Bible say a lot about that?

AND YET YOU HAVE TARGETED THESE GROUPS FOR EVANGELISM. Hamas has outlined to me their plan to take over that area. They’ve told me their timetable and what they’re going to do. And yet there’s no group in the Middle East more open to the presentation of Christ than Hamas. Hezbollah has even begged me for very open, publicized dialogue with evangelical Christian leaders. But I cannot find any Christians who are willing.

IN WHAT SENSE ARE THESE MUSLIMS “OPEN”? They are accessible. We’ve openly given out gospel tracts at the Islamic University of Gaza, which has never happened before. We have an open invitation to lecture in the Islamic university, which is the hotbed of Hamas, on what real Christianity is. We give out Bibles -- I never have enough Bibles. At one meeting I called, four hundred Muslims turned up. We have never had a meeting before with four hundred Muslim fundamentalists. And I only had 40 Bibles.

HOW DOES THE AMERICAN CHURCH MISPERCEIVE MUSLIMS? We have too much fear. When the Oklahoma bombing occurred, America’s first reaction was to blame Muslims. We are paranoid about something that we cannot match in dedication, partly because we don’t understand. We don’t have to fear Islam. And if they win, then it’s by default.

We need to become more educated in this area. In all of America, there is not a single, separate, Islamic study center for Christians. That’s why we know so little.

WHY IS YOUR MINISTRY CALLED OPEN DOORS WHEN YOU CONCENTRATE ON WHERE THE DOORS ARE CLOSED? No, the doors are not closed.

I keep telling people that there’s not one door in the world closed where you want to witness for Jesus. It may be closed for an organization or for a Bible society, but that doesn’t mean the Bibles can’t get in. Show me a closed door and I will tell you how you can get in. I won’t, however, promise you a way to get out.

We don’t ever guarantee that we can get people out. We have lost a number of our people, usually national workers, who were blown up, tortured, or killed in a number of countries. It’s a dangerous game, but nonetheless, the doors are not closed. Jesus said in Acts 1:8 to go. He didn’t say, “Go if the doors are open,” because they weren’t. He didn’t say, “Go if you have an invitation or a red carpet treatment.” He said, “Go,” because people needed his Word. And that’s how we look at the world.

We need a new approach to missions -- an aggressive, experimental, evangelical, no-holds-barred approach, the kind of approach that started Operation Mobilization and Youth with a Mission. A pioneering spirit. But we have to do it with the support of the home church and not with government or aid funds. It has to be supported by the local church.

I’m afraid we’ll have to go through a deep valley of need and threatening situations, blood baths; but we’ll get there.

SO YOU PREDICT THAT AMERICA WILL HAVE TO GO THROUGH SOMETHING CATASTROPHIC TO GET WHERE GOD WANTS US TO BE. God will take away what hinders us, if we mean business. If we say, “Lord, at any cost...” -- and people should never pray that unless they truly want God to take them at their word -- he will answer. Which is scary. But we have to go through the process. This is how it has worked in the Bible and for the last two thousand years.

So we face potentially hard times, and we have to go through that. At this level, not just of economic prosperity, but at this level of licentiousness, carelessness, everything-allowed-ness, and lukewarm-ness, we are people of whom God says,

“I will spit them out.” We play church. We play Christianity. And we aren’t even aware we are lukewarm. If we were, we would repent. So the next move will be that of being spit out. We should have to pay a price for our faith. Read 2 Timothy 3:12: “Indeed, all who want to live a godly life in Christ Jesus will be persecuted.” The church has been much purified in countries where there was a lot of pressure -- Ethiopia and, hopefully, Uganda, Romania, Russia, China, Cambodia, Nicaragua, Cuba.

THOSE ARE HARD WORDS FOR AMERICAN CHRISTIANS. All I can say is to be ready. And if you’re ready for persecution or the great tribulation, then you’ll also be ready for the Rapture. To you who insist that the Rapture comes first, I say wishful thinking. Many missionaries in China who were there before the revolution were not allowed back by the Christians after communism took over, because the missionaries had said, “Before the big troubles begin there will be a Rapture.” But the Chinese said, “We’ve gone through the great tribulation and there was no Rapture. You were liars.”

It’s so easy to be a liar and yet think you have a good theology because you wish it to be so. But that’s not the way it is. American Christians need backbone. They need some guts to confront what is wrong.

BUT YOU AREN’T SAYING THAT WE SHOULD FOCUS ONLY ON OUR SITUATION HERE IN AMERICA, ARE YOU? No, because I am responsible for my brothers. Doesn’t the Bible teach that? There’s no way we can defend our family or our church if we cowardly withdraw from our global responsibility, particularly to the family of God.

WHAT LESSONS SHOULD THE CHURCH HAVE LEARNED FROM THE COLD WAR? If Paul is right in 1 Corinthians 12:26 -- if one member of the body suffers, the whole body suffers with him -- why did we not feel the suffering of those that were led to the gallows? There is something basically wrong with us. All persons who suffer for their faith in Christ have a right to assistance wherever they are in prison. If they are beaten up in a Sudanese prison, we ought go and be there with them.

DO YOU THINK THE AMERICAN GOVERNMENT SHOULD BE DEFENDING RELIGIOUS RIGHTS INTERNATIONALLY? Absolutely. But we never made it a priority. Now China has most-favored-nation status at the expense of human rights, and human rights always include religious rights. Wherever there are violations of human rights, there is a lack of liberty for the Christians, inevitably. The witness of Christians is very strong in China, and yet there are many in prison, and many of the house churches are being closed.

YOU SOUND PESSIMISTIC. I see history repeating itself because we haven’t learned our lessons.

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In the Shadow of the Martyrs, Part 1 [1/2]

Mark 10:30

A meditation on the lives of contemporary martyrs.

One sweltering August night of my early girlhood, a slow electric fan humming near the pulpit, the missionaries to China who visited our New Testament Baptist church unwrapped a pair of celadon porcelain dragons pried from the rafters of their house. No more evil spirits to ward off. No lingering demons to let slither through the open shutters once they had prayed for God's protection. I was not yet ten years old, captivated as they unveiled their treasure-trove of object lessons. When the red lacquered to pao ko was passed to me, I balanced it on my lap, sure I could find all 40 compartments in the box of hidden drawers, each concealed trigger that would spring the next choice riddle, and the next, as the missionaries told the story of a small village girl, just my age, who refused to "trample the cross and live." For this offense, Communist soldiers opened fire as she raised her hands to the sky and sang, in her own language, "Jesus Loves Me."

I looked up from the magical box. She made it look so easy: the pretzel bones of a small girl snapped in the desecration of her soul's house. She let the body go, when I would have snatched it back. The girl's face shone with tears while I would move to the back of the line, watching what was happening to the others, waiting for the soldiers to grow tired of their game, or hungry, so they would order me to run and get the rice they could smell scorching on the bottom of the old enameled cooking pot.

This is an age of atrocity, a "tyrant century," as the Russian poet Osip Mandelstam calls it: "My animal, my age, who will ever be able / to look into your eyes?" Though there are ways to resist resignation, despair -- call it what you will -- I read the stories of the Christian martyrs of the twentieth century not so much to restore my hope in progress as to glimpse what it might mean to cherish God in such a time, to understand how they were able to profess belief in the Divine over all and through all and in all when what I have to go on is a seed of faith. How did they live in the darkness? How did they die in the light? I sink roots into the tenacity of their affirmation to the end: Jesus is Lord.

The word martyr conjures up scenes of Roman arenas where early Christians were pitted against wild animals, or it may bring to mind the gruesomely illustrated sixteenth-century accounts in the best-selling Foxe's Book of Martyrs -- that favorite text of Protestant children. A friend of another tradition recites the names of Jesuit priests and friars killed by Protestant heretics. Some think of a recent story - in a pamphlet, in a hand-circulated publication, in yesterday's newspaper, or never reported except in a letter home from a widow of the man whose body was discovered only yesterday.

Drawing my finger across a globe of the world I find the places where the Chinese girl and others like her have died. She was the first of the dead to charge me with the improbability of faith. To be a martyr you have to believe that something matters more than life. With the death toll of Christians rising throughout the world, my thoughts are drawn to the point of intersection between faith and death. In obscure archives and mission agency offices, I have been sorting through correspondences cut short, journals from the fields of missionaries' quiet labor and mostly unnoticed losses. I am responding to an almost overwhelming shadow narrative of this century's news -- the world wars, the struggle for civil rights in the United States, the legacy of colonialism in Africa, the violently changing social landscape in Latin America -- told through the stories of committed Christians whose faith in God not only did not spare them the peril of history, but often demanded their lives. How to account for such surety in a century of indifference and drift, such single-mindedness in a century whose cultural and moral pluralism, whose greed, disavows the singular?

Martyr, whose root meaning is witness, was first used in reference to early Christians who were put to death for their confession of faith in one true God. These witnesses expressed not what they had seen with their eyes but what they envisioned in their hearts. They endured their present suffering because of their confidence in God's ultimate reign on Earth and the hope they placed in a heavenly life to come. The term has broadened in current usage, but in the simplest understanding of martyrdom, an individual is required to deny Christ and live or confess him and die. Under such duress, the martyr freely chooses death over life -- death seals a life's belief -- in order to witness to the truth of Christ's claims and to his or her own faith.

These were the bald alternatives presented in the second century to Polycarp, bishop of the church at Smyrna. Unwilling to call Caesar God, he let his captors tie him to a stake and set him alight.

"Come now," urged his captors, "where is the harm in just saying Caesar is Lord, and offering the incense, when it will save your life?"

Polycarp replied, "Eighty and six years have I served him, and he has done me no wrong. How then can I blaspheme my King and my Savior?"

In our century, there are clear records of Christians being put to the choice between faith and life in Pakistan, the former Soviet Union, Armenia, Sudan, China, Chile, Iran -- the list goes on. More often, though, a martyr's determination has been complicated by the layering of political or racial difference over the issue of direct spiritual opposition, and the choice is whether to continue to follow a spiritual call and remain in known danger or to cease; whether to stay in the path of jeopardy or to find another place to serve. Archbishop Oscar Romero, who could have chosen to escape El Salvador, refused, while others working in the area felt their usefulness to be greater if they removed themselves from the conflict. This does not represent a choice between suicide and survival (the martyr does not yield to the despair that suicide implies), but a willingness to accept the consequences of faith even when this means a threat to safety.

"The essential element in martyrdom," the contemporary Orthodox theologian Gerald Bonner writes, "is not the physical act of dying but rather a disposition of the will to live for Christ, with the necessary corollary that, by a strange but wholly Christian paradox, living for Christ may involve the necessity to lay down one's life for him."

Martyrs have demonstrated this commitment within a spectrum of initiatives -- some through mission work directly proclaim the gospel story of Christ's love; others -- including relief-agency and medical workers, teachers, translators -- have chosen social or cultural service undertaken in the name of God as their means of witness. Still others (I think of Raoul Wallenburg and Steven Biko), not explicitly working to manifest God's grace, nevertheless worked within its breadth, and so demonstrated God's love by spending their lives for others. "What does the Lord require of you," wrote the prophet Micah, "but to live justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God?"

The choice to live a moral and compassionate life, characterized by humility toward God, begins long before any ultimate decision. A martyr's first faith grows with continued affirmations of God's direction over her own disposition. "The true martyr," says Archbishop Thomas Becket, as T. S. Eliot imagines his final Christmas sermon in "Murder in the Cathedral," "is he who has become the instrument of God, who has lost his will in the will of God, not lost it but found it, for he has found freedom in submission to God. The martyr no longer desires anything for himself, not even the glory of martyrdom."

If we are not all called to this extremity of submission, we can at least recognize -- in our own choices to persevere despite personal cost, to honor our beliefs in the contest with doubt -- the significance of the daily, incremental decisions that influence who we become and how we behave.

When one member suffers, all the members suffer," the apostle Paul writes. He refers to the members of the metaphoric body of Christ as interdependent, each member's well-being crucial to the vitality of the whole. I read this statement about the metaphysical unity of those who suffer as a challenge to be aware of conditions outside my own secured boundaries. To identify with those who suffer for their faith -- a path that more have taken this century than any other -- is not to pretend to possess extraordinary belief, but to remind ourselves of the plea that must have crossed the lips of so many martyrs faced with their own last breath, "Lord, help my unbelief."

I find myself searching for an adequate response to the news of crucifixions of Christians in the mountains of Sudan; to young Salamat Masih, charged with blasphemy -- for his belief in Jesus -- under Pakistan's penal code, which decrees death for anyone who "by any imputation, innuendo or insinuation, directly or indirectly, defiles the sacred name of the Holy Prophet Muhammad"; to the seven missionary children in Colombia who watched Marxist guerrillas throw their fathers into a truck and drive off, only to hear over a year later, June 19, 1994, that they had been found dead after a gun battle between the government and rebel forces; to accounts of persecution of Christians in Sri Lanka, the Philippines, Uzbekistan, China. How to draw close to them? I find in the lives of a few martyrs, in the drawers and documents I am given to open, the seeds of affinity: It is their God I share, their willingness to live as if this God gives rise and meaning to our lives.

Our century begins in the fever of China's Boxer uprising, where Lizzie Atwater, a young American woman waiting to be executed, scratches a note to her sister: "They beheaded thirty-three of us last week in Taiwan. I was restless and excited while I thought there was a chance for life." A decree was issued calling for the execution of all foreigners -- "Death to the foreign Devils ... exterminate the foreign religion" -- and in June and July of that year, 1900, in the northern Shansi province alone, Governor Yu-hsien had slaughtered 159 Christian missionaries and their children.

Another drawer. Inside, a folded paper: Flossenburg, April 9, 1945, a few days before the Allies liberate the camp, the German pastor of the "Confessing Church," Dietrich Bonhoeffer, leads morning prayers for his fellow prisoners and soon after is led to a Nazi gallows with five other conspirators against Hitler. A British fellow captive recorded Bonhoeffer's parting words: "This is the end -- for me, the beginning of life."

In the Huaorani territory of Ecuador, early 1956, the pilot of a low-flying search plane making its way along the Curaray River spots one of the five missing missionaries' bodies lying face down in the water.

The Congo massacres erupt as Chinese-trained Simba rebels of the People's Republic of the Congo strike government posts and conduct recruiting raids on villages. At the Catholic mission station in Buta, January 1964, in the northeast, 31 priests are stripped naked and bound together before they are marched to the riverbank. There Simbas hack them to pieces and throw their corpses into the current, or force the captive children of Protestants living there to parade the body parts on sticks through the mission grounds.

San Salvador, on the afternoon of March 24, 1980, a soldier appears at the door of the chapel where Archbishop Oscar Romero, blessing the offering, is saying the Mass at a convent hospital. That morning he had refused breakfast, walking alone instead of eating, his demeanor striking the sisters who cared for him as profoundly sad. The soldier opens fire, then is driven off in a red car.

What these Christian martyrs and others have contributed to the twentieth century is not their agonizing deaths but the legacy of their faith. "The cause, not the suffering, makes genuine martyrs," wrote Augustine. Their stories attest to the conviction of tens of thousands that to live is Christ and to die is gain.

If anyone wishes to come after me," says the red print of my old King James Bible, "let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever wishes to save his life shall lose it; but whoever loses his life for my sake shall find it" (Matt. 16:24-25). Of all spiritual concepts expressed in language, redemption through death seems to me the most central to Christian faith, and the most consistent to appear in the writings of twentieth-century Christian martyrs. It is in answer to this call to follow Christ that we begin to walk in the steps of a martyr's path. Bonhoeffer writes:

If we refuse to take up our cross and submit to suffering and rejection at the hands of men, we forfeit our fellowship with Christ and have ceased to follow him. But if we lose our lives in his service and carry our cross, we shall find our lives again in the fellowship of the cross with Christ.... To bear the cross proves to be the only way of triumphing over suffering. This is true for all who follow Christ, because it was true for him.

In an Edith Stein daybook, I read: "He who wants to keep his soul will lose it. Thus the soul can only find itself when it is not concerned with the self.... I believe that the more deeply someone is drawn into God, the more one must also come out of oneself; that is, come out into the world, in order to carry the divine life into it." Etty Hillesum -- like Stein, born of Jewish parents and thought to be a convert to Christianity -- did not return from Auschwitz, yet her diaries are free of despair: "By excluding death from our life we cannot live a full life, and by admitting death into our life we enlarge and enrich it." Maria Skobtsova (died 1945), the light in Block 27 at Ravensbruck, wrote: "I am Thy message, Lord. Throw me, like a blazing torch into the night, so that all may see and understand what it means to be Thy disciple."

This pairing of life and death, this incongruous welcoming of their interrelation, the words opening into significance through their own opposites, has its prototype in the central story of Christianity. Through the willing sacrifice of Jesus on a cross, the world witnessed the love of God. Only, paradoxically, through the shedding of blood could lives ruined by sin and death be reanimated: through death entered life. In martyrdom's often gruesome triumph the Christian willingly identifies with the suffering and death of Christ in the full hope of also partaking in Christ's resurrection. If we have died with Christ, we shall also live with him.

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from Online Christianity Today (America Online) · Susan Bergman via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database persecution

In the Shadow of the Martyrs, Part 2 [2/2]

Mark 10:30

[continuation of #3970...]

Where such faith is involved, those who suffer are not victims. Victims suffer loss, are injured, are massacred (passive voice) against their will. We speak of victims of war, victims of the Holocaust, victims of rape and incest, victims of nuclear and chemical warfare, which are vile and purposeless acts conceived and carried out by humans against humans and so against God. Any commemoration of those who have died intentionally, securing meaning in their loss, must honor the memory of those crushed without choice. Implicit in the remembering of martyrs is the voice of resolve rising, however reluctantly, against the oppressor. Because of the clarity required of resistance, however many are slain, the martyr registers in history not en masse but as an individual, one perhaps too often expected to have lived a uniformly heroic life, but nevertheless in his or her conviction exemplary. But it is this declarative heft of a life that is silenced in the victim, “not because of the magnitude of the crime,” the poet Czeslaw Milosz observes, “but because of its impersonal nature.”

The atrocities enacted in our century strain our credulity at the possible meaningfulness of human existence. “Despair registers more authentically on our pulses than the rhetoric of hope,” Holocaust scholar Lawrence Langer writes in his provocative and intensely bleak work ADMITTING THE HOLOCAUST. Unwilling to find redemptive value in such extremity, Langer seeks to go beyond the pre-Holocaust linguistic salve of words like martyrdom, choice, heroism, resistance, believing these “naive notions” to have been stripped from those subjected to the utter devaluation of their lives by the Nazis.

He is right, of course, in saying that language is a tool we use to construct memory and to make sense of otherwise senseless loss:

When we speak of the survivor instead of the victim and of martyrdom instead of murder, regard being gassed as a pattern for dying with dignity, or evoke the redemptive rather than the grievous power of memory, we draw on an arsenal of words that urges us to build verbal fences between the atrocities of the camps and what we are mentally willing -- or able -- to face.

He is not right, however, to undermine the potential of individuals' volition and language to oppose the devaluation of life, on behalf of themselves and others. What have we but language and faith in pursuit of meaning?

I find myself drawn into mental dialogue with Langer on the subject of meaningful death as a result of my own exposure to the literature of witness written by Jewish martyrs. Nazis never possessed power over human souls any more than did the Turks own the spirits of the Armenians, or Idi Amin control the hearts of Ugandans. The advantage of spiritual force over the powers that oppose freedom of any kind is not its power to change circumstance. Rather, the advantage is in its ability to respond to devastation by drawing on transcendent strength and perspective that imbues circumstance with meaning, removing the finality from the circumstance.

To banish the notion of martyrdom from any faith, Langer knows, deprives affliction of its message. Yet suffering becomes exemplary when it engages the will of the sufferer. I see this engagement in Langer's own proliferation of books and memory, though he claims he would have preferred from Etty Hillesum and Victor Frankl and others who, in their writing, attribute value to their suffering, what he calls “the more modest role of recorder of human wretchedness.” Record for the sake of clarity: better this, he attests, than a chronicle of the human spirit's capacity for love and resolve that has matched and sometimes even masters human abomination.

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A Martyr Who Lives the Life and Death of Aleksandr Menn

Mark 10:30

1. Two months before Aleksandr Menn was felled by an ax, he was asked in a radio interview broadcast across Russia, “Does one need to be a Christian, and if one does, then why?”

“I think there is only one answer, and it is as follows,” he said:

Man always seeks God. The normal state of man is, to some extent, to be connected with a higher power, even when the higher power in the human mind is distorted, and turned into something secular. Eras of Stalinism ... and all other isms seek some false god even if God is taken away. This turns to idol worship, but still the inner instinct of seeking God is there.

One can imagine Menn, in the austerity of the Moscow studio, drawing closer to the microphone as he continued, on the spot, his careful answer:

The question is totally different when it is put this way: Why Christianity? Is it because of the sacred scriptures? No, every religion has sacred scriptures, and sometimes with a very high quality of spiritual content.... Then why Christianity? Morality? Certainly. I am happy that in our society the high moral values of Christianity are accepted, but it would be totally erroneous to maintain that there are no moral values outside Christianity.... Then why Christianity? Should we embrace ... a position that God is revealed and therefore can be found in any kind of religion? No, because then the uniqueness and absolute character of Christianity will disappear. I think that nothing will prove the uniqueness of Christianity except one thing -- Jesus Christ Himself.

In the reflex of an Orthodox priest to the name of Jesus, Menn placed his right hand -- his fingers tapered like a concert pianist’s -- across the crucifix suspended over his chest, below his gray-streaked beard.

Many religious teachers, I’m sure, have a degree of truth in what they preach, but let’s listen to them: Buddha said that he could reach the state of absolute nothingness only after long and hard exercise. Can we believe him? We can. He is a good man. He reached what he worked hard for. Greek philosophers tell us how difficult it is for the mind to reach the idea of God and the truth. Mohammad says he felt miserable before God. He felt like nobody, but God simply revealed Himself to him. Mohammed was like a little fly before God. Can we believe him? Yes.

Among these religious teachers there is only one who says, “And I say to you,” as if he is speaking on behalf of God.

Menn’s fingers curl around his crucifix in a gesture that sets his Semitic features into sharp relief.

As the Gospel of John would say, “I and the Father are one.” Among the great teachers of world religions, nobody ever said anything like that. This is the only instance in history when God so fully revealed himself through a man -- Jesus Christ, the God-man.

It is a historical myth that Jesus simply preached morals. He could not be crucified for just doing that. Someone might say, “He called himself Messiah.” Yes, but ... [t]here were many false messiahs. Why was he so loved and hated? He said, “I am the door”-the door into eternity.

I believe that everything that is of value in Christianity is valuable only because it belongs to Christ. If it doesn’t belong to Christ, it belongs to the same degree to Islam or Buddhism. So every religion is an attempt to reach God. But Jesus Christ is the only answer.

The Moscow State Radio interviewer must have nearly tipped over in his chair. But Menn went on, quietly driving the point home: “On one hand He is the framework of history. On the other He is totally unique. Christianity is unique because Christ is unique.”

That was Menn’s answer, pared down, given under the constraints of an interview to which the KGB was listening, as he was aware. And he was not finished; that was only the opening. He spoke with the same alert eloquence for another half-hour. It was July 19, 1990, and the disassembly of the Soviet system was nearly complete, or so consumers of television and newsweeklies in the United States would have said.

But before glasnost and perestroika were bywords on the nightly news, Menn was known across the Soviet Union as a beacon of spiritual reform. In his humble church in a Moscow suburb, where intelligentsia flocked, even unlettered workers could understand Menn’s plain sermons and lecture presentations of the gospel. That gospel teaches how particular talents are given to believers; but the honed clarity that Menn exemplified does not drop from the stars.

2. Menn was born in Moscow in 1935. Both parents were Jews. His father, an engineer, was an official atheist and a nonpracticing Jew, but sympathetic to the Jewish community. In the early 1930s, during a period of anti-Christian purges, Menn’s mother, Elena, met Father Serafim Batukov, a priest in the underground church. As a child, Elena had been a seeker after truth, and as a young woman, she became active in the Russian Zionist movement. Now she happily received Father Serafim’s teachings.

Seven months after her first son, Alik, was born, Elena took him secretly to Father Serafim’s house in Zagorsk. There she and her infant were baptized. She joined Father Serafim’s community and moved to Zagorsk. Seven years later, as the elderly priest lay dying, he said to Elena, “Thanks to what you are enduring and to the serious way you are raising him, your Alik will someday be a great man.”

Young Menn received the nurture of Father Serafim until the priest died, and then turned to Boris Vasilev, a scientist and theologian who was also a member of Serafim’s church. At the age of 13, Menn knocked on the door of the Moscow Theological Seminary, located in Zagorsk, and asked to be admitted. He was turned down, but the dean of students was so impressed by the abilities of this prodigy-Menn had already begun to master Latin, Greek, and Hebrew as well as several modern European languages -- that he became Menn’s lifelong confidant.

Menn’s younger brother, Pavel, an Orthodox believer who later taught Hebrew in Moscow, says Menn felt called to the ministry when he was 12 years old. “He sought out religious literature wherever he could find it. I can still see him in a Moscow market, poring over books by great religious philosophers. ‘They inoculated me against the pestilence of Stalin,’ he once told me. ‘I trembled as I read.’”

At the age of 14, Menn began writing a life of Christ. Within the year, he finished a first draft -- a book that eventually became the first volume in a series on the history of world religions. Menn loved the natural world and hoped to know it better, so he studied biology-first in Moscow, then at Irkutsk, in Sibera. He later said that because of his training under Vasilev he never sensed any contradiction between faith and science.

His roommate at Irkutsk was Gleb Yakunin, a biology student and an atheist. Menn persuaded Yakunin to rejoin the Russian Orthodox Church, where he had been baptized. (Yakunin was later ordained a priest; he became an outspoken defender of human rights in the Soviet Union and, after the overthrow of communism, served as a deputy in the Duma, the lower house of Russia’s Parliament.) The year Menn was to receive his degree in biology, he was expelled from the institute as “a practicing church member.”

Since he had sensed his call earlier, he entered the seminary at Zagorsk. The call was confirmed, he felt, in 1948, when Israel became a nation. He believed that if Jesus was the Messiah of Israel, the people of Israel would someday acknowledge that. Once they did, and were gathered from diaspora with a national identity, he believed they would begin to study what he called their “Jewish legacy-the New Testament.” The need for Jewish preachers of the gospel at that time, he felt, would be momentous.

In 1958 he married, and that summer, on the feast of Pentecost, he was ordained a deacon. Two years later he was ordained a priest. He served parishes near Moscow, but only as an assistant because of the popularity of his ministry. Worship services, once attended only by elderly women, began to overflow with crowds attracted by his preaching. Menn baptized the songwriter Aleksandr Galich, the memoirist and cultural commentator Nadhezda Mandelstam (the widow of the great poet Osip Mandelstam, who died in 1938 in a Soviet labor camp), and the writer Andrei Sinyavsky, who was later to spend nearly seven years in the gulag.

Menn was a spiritual adviser to Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn and the Nobel Prize- winning physicist Andrei Sakharov.Parishioners and friends, saved souls, described him as a man of joy, with unusual gifts of discernment; he seemed to sense spiritual needs intuitively, and he conveyed to others the love of Christ -- a light-hearted spiritual healer. In nearly every photograph he is smiling the broad, clear smile of one whose joy springs straight from the heart.

Menn read all he could, and his memory was encyclopedic. He wrote a six- volume history of religious and philosophical thought in Eastern and Western cultures before Christ-beginning with the volume he had first drafted when he was 14, his life of Christ. The series ended with the New Testament teachings of Christ being spread throughout the world. In its entirety, that work, according to his biographer, Yves Hamant, exceeds 4,000 pages. In addition to another massive encyclopedic work, a seven-volume dictionary of biblical studies, Menn wrote many other books and essays, including books on Orthodox worship and on how to read the Bible -- a necessity in tradition- fogged, officially atheist Russia.

The vibrancy of Jesus as revealed in the Gospels, Menn felt, had to reanimate the 1,000-year-old Orthodox church. And he was aware that its Russian branch had undergone compromises with the Soviet regime merely to exist. His books, circulated in samizdat, undid the Soviet claim that atheism was a science; they advanced Christianity as the true intellectual Way. These writings, Michael Meerson says, breathe out the appealing person of Christ. They brought about revival in the Orthodox church; thousands of young people were converted through Menn’s work.

Menn’s popularity aroused the IRE not only of government officials but also of clerics in the established church. They moved him from Moscow to the small parish of Novaya Derevnya.

Michael Meerson once visited Menn there, at the house where he lived for more than 20 years:

I found him working in his garden, watering plants. He was reading a book held in his left hand, reciting something to himself, while watering with his right hand. “What are you reciting, Father?” I asked him. “Dante’s Divine Comedy,” he replied. “I cannot live without it, I know it almost by heart, and reread it several times a year to keep it in my memory.” ... Conversation with him was an intellectual feast: his language was picturesque, full of puns, literary allusions, and quotations from memory of poetry, of the mystical literature of East and West, and of the Scriptures, which he knew brilliantly.

Certain members of the hierarchy of the Orthodox church hoped to suppress Menn -- denouncing him within the church, and even publicly, to the press and Soviet authorities. Those authorities, who had shadowed Menn for years, finally moved in. For six years, the KGB kept him under surveillance, and during 1985 and 1986 they subjected him to searches and seizures and harassment. During this time, Menn often had to meet with the KGB several times a week. They threatened him with deportation and prison, trying to force him to sign a public denunciation of his ministry.

He refused. He was somehow able to negotiate his own terms, finally stating only this: that in the past he hadn’t always behaved with proper caution and had made mistakes-a rudimentary confession for any sinner redeemed by Christ.

Menn was asked how he felt about being called in by the KGB so often, facing questions and threats. He said, “I’m a priest, I can talk to anybody. For me it’s not difficult.” When the recent change began in Russia, he said to a group of young professionals, “People see perestroika as a kind of panacea. ‘Ah! Here’s the solution for everything!’ But that’s not the way it works. We are living with the consequences of a colossal historical pathology [communism]. Our Church, our Russia, have been virtually destroyed, and the damage lives on, in people’s souls, in the work ethic, in the family, and in the conscience.”

But as the restrictions on religion lifted, Menn moved more freely and broadened his ministry. He visited schools and spoke to students, he gave public lectures -- often taking on 20 speaking engagements a month, besides Bible studies and prayer meetings and daily pastoral duties at his church. He put in regular appearances on radio and TV. He was instrumental in organizing an ecumenical institute in Moscow. Asked how he kept up, he said, “I volunteer; God provides the time.”

In the eyes of the Russian public, he took on the dimensions of a Solzhenitsyn or a Sakharov. And when Solzhenitsyn, then in exile in the United States, said that the single greatest hope for Russia was its underground church, he probably had Menn in mind. To American journalists, Solzhenitsyn’s statement simply confirmed the “reactionary” turn he had revealed in his Harvard address. Clearly, the old man was out of touch. As it turned out, Solzhenitsyn’s words were among the most prophetic spoken about modern Russia.

To his brother, Menn confessed that, after all the years of restrictions and imposed silence, he felt like “an arrow finally sprung from the bow.” But a darker shadow was dogging him now. Death threats arrived in the mail. They may have originated with the KGB, or a worse tyranny -- one of the heart. Menn had been speaking more about an ecumenicity not compartmentalized by denominations -- a faith of universal victory in Jesus Christ -- and zealots in the Orthodox church began to vilify him as a secret Catholic and crypto-Jew.

Those close to him believe that an ultra-conservative element of the KGB, or the church, or the two in concert, stirred members of the nationalistic group Pamyat to action against Menn.

It is an article of faith with Pamyat that being a Jew is a curse, and the group blames all of Russia’s troubles on the Jews. In some of the later lectures Menn was giving, there were disruptions, and one night a group started shouting, “Get out, you Yid! Don’t tell us about our Christian religion!”

In September 1990, Menn was invited to host a regular television show, broadcast from Moscow, on religion and culture. He was also asked to assume the position of rector at the Moscow Christian University. Threatening mail arrived, and it was blunt: accept either position, and you’re dead. Menn set these threats aside, or read them in public, trying to pass them off. But parishioners and friends started accompanying him home from public appearances, and somebody close to him suggested he should emigrate to the West.

“Why?” Menn asked. “If God hasn’t turned away from me, I have to stay and serve Him. And if He has turned away, where could I hide?”

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A Martyr Who Lives: the Life and Death of Aleksandr Menn

Mark 10:30

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3. The details of Menn’s final hours can only be pieced together from fragmentary reports. The following account, set in reduced type, appears above Michael Meerson’s chapter on Menn’s life:

In the morning twilight, the village priest opened the door and headed for the train platform less than a half-mile away. It was Sunday, and Father Aleksandr Menn always caught the 6:50 a.m. elektrichka from his village near Zagorsk to his parish church in Novaia Derevnia, a small town outside Moscow. The priest kept walking along the asphalt path through the Semkhos Woods. Suddenly, from behind an oak, someone leapt out and swung an ax at Aleksandr Menn. An ax -- the traditional Russian symbol of revolt, one of the symbols of the neo-fascist group Pamiat’. The blow hit Menn on the back of the skull. The wound was not very deep but it severed major arteries. The killer, police sources said, grabbed the priest’s briefcase and disappeared into the woods. Father Aleksandr, bleeding, stumbled toward his home, walking a full three-hundred yards to his front gate at 3-A Parkovaia Street. Along the way, two women asked if he needed help. He said no, and they left. From her window, Natasha Men’ saw a figure slumped near the gate and pressing the buzzer. She could not quite make out who it was in the half-light. She called an ambulance. In minutes, her husband was dead.

On the evening of September 8, the night before he was struck from behind with an ax, Menn gave a lecture in Moscow, with this at its very heart:

Some ants build; some ants sow and later reap the crop; and some

apes fight and have wars although they are not as cruel as people

are. But nothing in nature, except for man, ever tries to think

of the meaning of life. Nothing climbs above its natural

physical needs. No living creature, except for a man, is able to

take a risk, and even the risk of death, for the sake of truth.

Thousands of martyrs who have lived are a unique phenomenon in

the history of all our solar system.

One pauses at that final sentence -- so filled with implications. The conventional way to put it would be “martyrs who have died,” and perhaps that was Menn’s first choice. But he had just used “death” and, as a biologist, was speaking in a larger sense of life on the earth; so, “martyrs who have lived.” But he understood the endlessness of every martyr’s death; they live on in the memories of others and in their present-day effects on others’ lives. But more clearly than most they live eternally in Christ.

As Menn had said about Jesus only two months before, responding to that Moscow radio interviewer, “Why was he so loved and hated?” After Menn’s death, the highest officials in Russia, Gorbachev and Yeltsin, decried the brutality of his murder and demanded justice. But to this day, more than five years later, no one has been accused, and not even one person has been arrested. All official reports of the police claim that the motive for his murder was robbery.

How? What self-respecting thief, much less one willing to murder, would imagine a priest carrying a briefcase to a Sunday morning train a likely mark? No, what took place perhaps originated in the government itself; the hidden factions conferred and decided they had had enough. They were aware of the meaning for Russians of the icon and the ax: the one a symbol of enduring religion, the other brute force -- and thus designated by Stalin to be used on Trotsky. They would smash Menn the icon with an ax.

It was probably actually a camper’s hatchet, chosen for its suitability to their plan of stealth. They had shadowed Menn enough to know he walked alone on Sunday to the train to make his morning service. A central patch of the woods he passed through was deserted then. One of them -- no, cowards must have company -- two would loiter on the asphalt path, acting as lookouts and bait -- and one for each arm if Menn should resist. They would look confused, act lost, perhaps hold a scrap of paper with a map scrawled on it.

Better, they would have a transcript of Menn’s talk, distributed the night before, audaciously entitled merely Christianity. They would approach him with concern, saying, “Father, is it true you really said this?” -- pointing to the central statement. “Martyrs who have lived?”

That was the cue for the man behind the oak, hidden in the spot where police found underbrush trampled -- trampled first to silence his rush, then from the fellow’s restless fear -- primed-for-action by liquid courage, vodka, sweating as he writhed to bring himself under control yet remain hidden. But quiet, here he comes.

No one who leads a straightforward life imagines he’ll be attacked from behind. Menn saw the pair ahead and braced himself, then noticed their bedraggled state, their worn clothes and scuffed shoes and slack-lipped look of apprehensive shame -- more of the pitiable alcoholics who’d been bedding in Semkhoz park, homeless derelicts.

“Father?” one said, and seemed so sorrowful he had trouble swallowing. Since Menn had been appearing in papers and on television, strangers everywhere recognized and spoke to him. “Father, is is it true?” the other asked, and seemed unable to get his breath, his mouth hanging open. “Did you say this?” He held the printed pages up.

Menn set his briefcase on the walk, drew his reading glasses from a pocket of his windbreaker, and slipped them on. “Now, my friends, what?”

At his voice, the one hidden sprang and struck. Menn fell to the ground, silent. In the silence one grabbed his briefcase, snapping it open, and the assassin dropped the hatchet inside. The other snapped it closed -- a sound like a pair of dull pistol shots in the morning woods -- and walked off one way while the other two set off in separate directions of their own, as prearranged.

In Menn, consciousness trembled to life. Like most who suffer a blow to the head, he had no memory of the moment leading to it. He was on his way to the train for morning services and somehow had fallen. He got to his feet, off- balance, feeling faint, and understood he should have ... He couldn’t draw the thought to completion. In the distance, he could hear the approaching train.

He started for it, his legs like molecular tree trunks shedding their substance and felt he was pouring sweat. He put a hand to his neck and in the dim morning light it came away black. Perceptions reversed. Or he cut himself when he fell. In a swirl of darkness he felt suspended across the distances of time and space he imagined Jesus occupying, and then he remembered his briefcase.

He swung around and when he came to the place where he’d started from, he wanted to lie down. Two women were approaching. Natasha? No. But now that was his purpose: to see her. He shoved his hand in his pocket and steadied his walk. “Are you hurt, Father? Do you need help?”

“No, fine.”

He jolted above them like a striding colossus, the dissolving trunks of his legs spanning nebulae, and then his consciousness started fraying at its edges like a windowscreen being ripped to shreds. His heart hit his ribs so hard he had to admit he was dying. He squinted out one dim chink of consciousness left. In the Garden of Gethsemene, Jesus ... The words matched his gait, drawing him along a line he couldn’t otherwise manage, and he repeated them until he could see his house ahead, a light in it, the gate.

He was there when he knew he wouldn’t make it. He forced himself to take a last step and dove, striking the palings of a fence-bars holding him from the garden where his Savior suffered. He was jolted awake by that last vestige of pride, what he said to the women along his route who offered him help: No, fine. His body would not respond when he tried to move but finally he forced a hand as far as the bell. Then the subatomic insubstantiality of the world gave way, its veil parting, and he passed through the palings and everything he had known to exist into the solidity of everlasting light.

Natasha Menn saw a man slumped against the garden gate and phoned for an ambulance, assuming she was ministering to a drunk. When the man didn’t move, she felt drawn to him, and cautiously opened the door. “Don’t tell me,” she said to the crowd already gathering, meaning she now knew.

At Menn’s burial, in the churchyard of the parish he served for 22 years, a peasantlike crowd gathered with the intellectuals, and Gleb Yakunin delivered Menn’s eulogy.

After the burial, a reporter for the “New York Times” found a woman praying at Menn’s grave. She was in her eighties, a member of Father Serafim’s catacomb church, as it turned out. She had known Menn since he was baptized. “The final path of this holy man was marked with his own blood!” she cried. And then, “I remember when he was a boy his mother showed me that he had written ‘Defeat evil with good.’ That is exactly how he turned out.”

Four of Menn’s television shows had been taped, but an unknown hand erased the tapes. In 1994, the Radio-1 Division of Russian State Radio began to air audiotapes of his lectures, and 70,000 letters from listeners arrived at the studios. The director of Radio-1, in a weekly report his duties demanded, wrote that, due to the response, the program was being moved from midnight to 10:30 p.m., and added, “The strength of the program consists in Aleksandr Menn’s amazing understanding of the Russian soul and his remarkable intellect of truly global range.”

When a parishioner of Menn’s heard about this, he remembered that one of Menn’s last sermons was taken from the first chapter of the Revelation of Saint John -- when John beholds the glorified Christ. And the parishioner heard Menn’s voice again as he placed an electrifying emphasis on this statement of Jesus, “I am he who lives and was dead; and behold, I am alive forevermore.”

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1. Michael Meerson, “The Life and Work of Aleksandr Men’,” in “Seeking God: The Recovery of Religious Identity in Orthodox Russia,” Ukraine, and Georgia, edited by Stephen K. Batalden (Northern Illinois University Press, 1993). I have also drawn heavily on Meerson’s chapter for the facts of Menn’s life; Meerson, from all that I have sorted through, seems (given my imperfect perspective) to be the most consistently accurate. Other aids included an article in “Frontier” magazine, January-March 1993; Mark Elliot’s reports from the Institute for the Study of Christianity and Marxism, at Wheaton College, Wheaton, Illinois; News Network International reports; the Keston News Service, of Keston College, Kent, England; stories in the New York Times and the Chicago Tribune; Lawrence Elliot, “Murder of a Russian Priest,” “Reader’s Digest,” September 1991; and Yves Hamant, “Alexander Men: A Witness for Contemporary Russia, a Man for Our Times” (Torrance, Calif.: Oakwood Publications, 1995), presently the only available biography of Menn.

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The Martyrdom of the Stams [3 versions]

Luke 21:12

John and Betty Stam (1906/07-1934), martyrs who inspired a generation of missionaries.

As John and Betty Stam were led to certain execution by their communist captors, someone asked, “Where are you going?” After saying he didn't know where the guards were going, John added, “But we're going to heaven.”

John and Betty Stam met at Moody Bible Institute, where both felt God calling them to missions in China. A year after Betty returned to China, where her parents were veteran missionaries, John followed but was stationed in a different region. A year later, on October 25, 1933, the two married, and in September 1934, they became the proud parents of Helen Priscilla.

Three months later, when 2,000 communists mounted a surprise attack on Tsingteh (Ching-te), where the Stams lived, John, Betty and the baby were taken into custody. For several days, they were watched closely, but John was allowed to send letters to CIM [China Inland Mission] headquarters. In one letter, he relayed their captors' demand for a $20,000 ransom and then closed with, “The Lord bless you and guide you, and as for us, may God be glorified whether by life or by death.”

They were aware of the strong anti-Western, anti-Christian sentiments of the Red Army, but they were nevertheless shocked when they overheard the soldiers discussing how to dispose of their baby. On the morning of December 8, as the solders prepared to kill Helen Priscilla, a farmer who had heard about their situation, stepped forward and pleaded for the baby's life. The farmer was told it would be his life for hers, and he agreed. He was killed on the spot.

The next morning, as Betty was bathing Helen, they were suddenly forced to leave the house - without the baby. Stripped to their undergarments, the two were paraded down the street, and a crowd gathered as they were sentenced to death. A Chinese doctor, a Christian, made a last-minute plea for their lives; without hesitation the communists condemned him to death. In turn, John begged for mercy for the doctor, to no avail. Then John and Betty were ordered to their knees, and in quick succession, both were beheaded.

Christians around the world learned of the young missionaries' deaths as well as of a daring rescue by Chinese Christians of baby Helen - which included a hundred-mile trek with Helen hidden in a rice basket to deliver her to her grand-parents.

Despite serving only three years, John and Betty Stam inspired a generation through their courageous martyrdom. Hundreds volunteered for missionary service following the publication of the Stams' biography.

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Version in Christian Reader, “Courage Concealed,” by Mark Galli, May/June 98:

A MISSIONARY COUPLE WHOSE LOOKS DECEIVED

In grainy 1934 photos, missionaries John and Betty Stam stare at the camera through tortoise-shell glasses. Betty's hair is pulled back, and John wears a dark suit. The faintest hint of a smile rests on their innocent, perhaps even naive, faces.

Yet the pictures deceive. They mask the singlemindedness within, a resolute courage that drove the couple apart, then reunited them to serve in war-ravaged China until an untimely and gruesome death.

In the late 1920s, foreigners in China found themselves caught in the vice of civil war. Many missionaries were murdered, so in 1927, half of all foreign missionaries were evacuated. Two years later, when the head of the China Inland Mission (CIM) asked for 200 new recruits, 89 men and 111 women volunteered. Among them was Betty Scott, the daughter of Presbyterian missionaries to China and new graduate of Moody Bible Institute.

While at Moody, Betty attended CIM-sponsored prayer meetings and Bible studies, where she first met John Stam. He, too, had his heart fixed on China. With so much in common, the two were immediately attracted to one another. It seemed God was pointing their future in the same direction.

But they balked at marriage. John knew he would be asked to work in areas “where it would be impossible to take a woman.” Nor could he ask her to wait for him - he still had a year to go in school. Missions, not matrimony, would come first. So Betty, without John, left for China in 1931. They did not expect to see each other again.

UNITED FOREVER

Following his graduation from Moody in 1932, John sailed for Shanghai. In a twist of fate, Betty, after a year of missionary work in the country's interior, became seriously ill and returned to Shanghai for medical care. There she and John had an unexpected reunion that resulted in their engagement. Within a year they were married, and in September of 1934, Betty gave birth to a baby girl, Helen Priscilla. The Stams were sent to Anhwei province, where there was “no danger of Communists in the area,” the local magistrate assured the CIM.

But within two weeks of their arrival, the Stams were arrested by Communist soldiers and placed under heavy guard. John wrote CIM headquarters and relayed their captors' demand: a $20,000 ransom. He closed with, “The Lord bless you and guide you, and as for us, may God be glorified whether by life or by death.”

The soldiers also discussed how to dispose of their baby, since she would be a liability if they had to flee. A local farmer heard of their situation, and stepped forward to plead for the baby's life. The soldiers said it would be his life for hers. He agreed, and he was killed on the spot.

The next morning, as Betty was bathing Helen, soldiers suddenly burst in and ordered them to leave the house-without baby Helen. John and Helen were stripped to their undergarments and paraded down the street. A crowd gathered as a soldier read their death sentence.

A Chinese doctor, a Christian, made a last-minute plea for their lives; without hesitation the Communists condemned him to death. John begged for mercy for the doctor, but to no avail. Then John and Betty were ordered to their knees, and in quick succession, both were beheaded.

Thirty hours later, a Chinese evangelist found baby Helen abandoned in a house. He concealed her in a rice basket and made a dangerous journey over hundreds of miles of mountainous terrain and delivered her to her grandparents, the Scotts.

Helen, raised by her grandparents, became a school teacher and eventually settled in the eastern United States.

Though the Stams' missionary assignment was cut short on earth, their influence was long lasting. Over the next decade, hundreds of young men and women volunteered for missionary service as the result of their resolute courage - a courage concealed by tender faces.

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Version from God's Daily Promises, 12/6/05

"You have decided the length of our lives. You know how many months we will live and we are not given a minute longer." Job 14:5 NLT

MIRACLE BABY

John and Betty Stam met at Moody Bible Institute while both were studying to become missionaries to China. After going there separately under the China Inland Mission (CIM), they were unexpectedly reunited and a year later were married. In September 1934, their daughter, Helen, was born. Their lives were suddenly changed on December 6, 1934, when communist soldiers arrested the Stams.

The Stams were forced to make a difficult march to the town of Miao-shou. They were horrified to hear the soldiers discuss plans to murder their baby to make the trip easier. An old farmer stepped forward to object. Little Helen was spared when the man agreed to take her place — and was shot on the spot.

Arriving in Miao-shou, Helen was taken from them. Marched to a place of execution, a local Christian doctor begged for their lives. He was condemned to die and John begged for mercy for the doctor. John, Betty, and the doctor were all beheaded.

Helen was found by a Chinese evangelist named Lo who, at great risk, was able to bring her to her grandparents in Tsinan. The news of the “Miracle Baby” and her parents' martyrdom spread around the world. Hundreds pledged their lives to missionary service. A fellow missionary wrote “A life which had the longest span of years might not have been able to do one-hundredth of the work for Christ which they have done in a day.”

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Adapted from the THE ONE YEAR® BOOK OF CHRISTIAN HISTORY by E. Michael and Sharon Rusten (Tyndale) pages 682-83.

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Father Kolbe's Death

Luke 9:23

In 1995 my [Charles Colson's] parents had the opportunity to travel in Europe. There were many reminders of World War II there, and during the course of their tour, they visited war memorials and historic military bunkers. But the most memorable stop on their tour was the remains of the Nazi concentration camp Treblinka. What horrible thoughts enter your mind as you walk past human furnaces which incinerated the innocent bodies of hundreds of thousands of Jews. You see the barracks where once healthy active people were crushed in together like cattle, three to a bunk, which were stacked four high. You think about the cold and the pain and the anguish and the unimaginable horror of it all, and you wonder how anyone could have ever held onto hope in such a place. Could there have been any good in the midst of all that evil? Could faith have ever penetrated the darkness?

In 1941, an edict went out from the Nazi's written by Adolf Hitler himself. It detailed the extermination of Jews and the Polish intelligentsia. And, as for the priests and spiritual leaders of Poland, Hitler wrote, "They will preach what we want them to preach. If any priest acts differently, we shall make short work of him. The task of the priest is to keep the Poles quiet, stupid and dull-witted."

About this time Father Maximilian Kolbe was teaching "w=W." "Little w stands for my will and big W stands for the will of God. When the two wills run counter, it means the cross. Our will must be identified with God's." That certainly wasn't what Hitler had in mind, and so Father Kolbe was rounded up and imprisoned. In May of 1941, he was sentenced to an even more "efficient" and evil concentration camp called Auschwitz.

Father Kolbe was assigned to the timber detail. This meant that he would have to carry heavy trunks from one place to another. Guards always stood by to make sure the prisoners did everything with a trot. Although not terribly old, Father Kolbe's body had already been weakened by years of slim rations and the several weeks he had already spent in a Nazi prison. Under the load of the heavy wood, he collapsed. Immediately, officers converged on him, kicking him and beating him with whips. They stretched him out on a pile of wood and gave him 50 lashes, then shoved him in a ditch and left him for dead.

Remarkably though, Father Kolbe survived and was transferred to Barracks 14 where he continued to minister to his fellow prisoners -- praying with them and comforting them. He knew that Christ would eventually triumph, and Father Kolbe simply wanted to be faithful to His Lord.

One night after a man had apparently escaped from Barracks 14, the prisoners were lined up and shown empty gallows. This meant the prisoner may have made it out alive. It also meant death for some of those who remained. All the other barracks were dismissed except Barracks 14. There they stood in the heat of the day. Hours passed. Some wavered and fell, and were promptly beaten, but Father Kolbe managed to stand. By evening, the Commandant came out to render his sentence. "10 of you will die for the escaped man in the starvation bunker. Next time it will be twenty."

Anything would be better than the starvation bunker. A bullet, the gas chamber, hanging -- they all seemed humane compared to the starvation bunker. No food. No water. There were horror stories that circulated about how after a day or two when they dragged the bodies out, they didn't even look like humans anymore.

The commandant walked among the rows of prisoners reading off numbers from their filthy shirts. The chosen groaned and cried. "My poor wife," one man cried. "My poor children, what will they do?" Suddenly there was a commotion among the ranks. A prisoner had broken out of line and was calling for the commandant. It was unheard of to leave the ranks, let alone ever address a Nazi officer. With his hand on his revolver, the commandant shouted, "What does this Polish pig want of me?" The other prisoners gasped. It was their beloved Father Kolbe, the priest who had nourished their souls. Not Father Kolbe!

The frail priest spoke softly, "I would like to die in place of one of the men you condemned." "Why?" snapped the commandant. "I am an old man, sir, good for nothing. My life will serve no purpose." "In whose place do you want to die?" "For that one," Kolbe said pointing to the man who had bemoaned his wife and children. The commandant snorted again and had Kolbe's number written down and the other man's erased. As Father Kolbe passed his fellow prisoner, the astonished look had not even become gratitude yet. But Father Kolbe was not looking for gratitude. If he was to lay down his life for another, the fulfillment had to be in the act of obedience itself. The joy must be found in submitting his small will to the will of God.

As the guards shoved them down the stairs to the basement, he shouted, "remove your clothes!" Christ died on the cross naked for me, Father Kolbe thought. It is only fitting that I suffer as he suffered to gain the glory he gained. In the basement, the 10 men were herded into a dark, windowless cell. "You will dry up like flowers," sneered one of the guards as he swung the heavy iron door shut.

As the hours turned to days, the camp became aware of something extraordinary happening in the death cell. Past prisoners had spent their time screaming and attacking one another in despair. But now, those outside the cell heard the faint sounds of singing. This time their was a shepherd to lead the men through the valley of the shadow of death. Perhaps that is why Father Kolbe was the last to die. When the bunker was needed for more prisoners, the guards found 4 still alive. In the light of a flashlight, the guards saw the face of Father Kolbe, a living skeleton propped against the wall. There was still a shadow of a smile on his face and his eyes were wide open fixed on some far away vision. The guards injected each prisoner to finish the job the starvation bunker could not complete, finally making their way to Father Kolbe. It seemed like a waste of the drug, but they had their orders. In a moment, Father Kolbe was dead.

In Auschwitz today there is a flame that burns as a reminder not of the Nazi atrocities, but of the hope that did exist in the midst of such great horrors. It celebrates the fact that faith and hope and love can exist in all circumstances. And, for those whose trust was in the Lord, it represents the privilege we are sometimes given as Christians to be united to Christ in his sufferings. It should change our whole perspective.

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Do We Need Martyr Models?

Mark 10:30

One of the most stunning and sobering words spoken at the second Lausanne Congress of World Evangelization in Manila in 1989 was spoken by George Otis concerning the call to martyrdom. He asked, "Is our failure to thrive in Muslim countries owing to the absence of martyrs? Can a covert church grow in strength? Does a young church need martyr models? Many places in the world today feel the words of Jesus with all their radical impact: to choose Christ is to choose death, or the very high risk of death."

David Barrett estimates that in 1993 about 150,000 died as martyrs.

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Are We Willing To Pay the Price?

Mark 10:30

Are we as evangelical Christians willing to pay the price? The choice that each of us makes will mean the difference between the kingdom advancing or retreating.

Graham Staines, martyred recently in India, and his wife Gladys answered the call. Today, the godly example of Gladys Staines, who has openly forgiven the murderers of her husband and two young sons, is piercing the hearts of millions in India. Her forgiveness of such brutality is being seen as "true spirituality" which is inherently attractive to the Hindu mind.

This "true spirituality" is what our relativistic post-modern world is crying out for. The world is looking for truth that is lived out with conviction, passion and changed lives. Each of us must decide whether we are ready to present this kind of "true spirituality" to a waiting world regardless of the price we must pay.

After the murder of her husband and two sons, Gladys Staines said,

"The thought of getting up and leaving has just not occurred to me

once. I just feel that this is where God has called me."

Even after all that she has suffered and the terrible price she has had to pay in serving Christ, she is not willing to turn from God's calling on her life. Her terrible suffering has not diminished any of the "apostolic passion" that first led her and her husband to India. May we also similarly resolve not to turn from God's calling on our lives and to commit ourselves anew to reaching the unreached peoples regardless of the cost. God's glory and worship among the nations are worth it.

Indestructible Power: Wedgwood Witness

Luke 23:24

What happened at Wedgwood Baptist church in Fort Worth shocked the whole nation. The tragic loss of life leaves many wondering: What good can possibly come of this?

In the aftermath of the murders, one answer has emerged: As with the Columbine slaughter, this latest massacre is giving Americans a chance to see the difference that faith in Christ can make.

We saw a glimpse of that difference in news accounts of those terrible few minutes inside the church. According to the New York Times, when Ashbrook began shooting, everyone in the church dove under the pews. Everyone, that is, except Heather McDonald. McDonald has Down's Syndrome and didn't understand what was happening.

Fortunately for her, Mary Beth Talley, one of the youth group members, did. Talley shielded McDonald with her own body, literally taking a bullet for her. Even after being shot, Talley continued to comfort McDonald.

After the shootings, reporters descended on Fort Worth, all of them asking the same question: How do Christians respond to tragedy? Are they serious about forgiveness and hope?

National Public Radio's Wade Goodman interviewed survivors and other church members. Instead of cursing Ashbrook, members expressed sorrow that they had not done enough to reach out to a troubled man. Church member Dan Gill told reporters that "[Jesus] died for the man who pulled the trigger, too."

Stephanie Jones, the mother of Susan Jones, a seminarian killed in the shootings, said, "We are not angry, and we have peace that God is in control."

Jones' sentiments were echoed by Kathy Jo Brown, who lost her husband, Shawn. She told the New York Times that "Shawn ran the race victoriously, all the way to God's arms."

Perhaps the most remarkable story involves shooting victim Sydney Browning. Browning taught at an alternative high school for troubled teenagers. As a friend of hers told National Public Radio, shortly after the Columbine shootings, she and Browning had discussed what they would do under similar circumstances. Browning told her that if someone had to be shot, she hoped it would be her, because she knew she was saved -- something she couldn't say about her students.

These responses to such a horrific tragedy highlight, as nothing else can, the difference between the Church and the unbelieving world.

That difference is, of course, faith in Jesus Christ. People like Sydney Browning and Mary Beth Talley weren't afraid because they knew Who was in control. They knew that, as Martin Luther wrote in his great hymn, "A Mighty Fortress," although "the body they may kill, God's truth abideth still."

The early Church had a saying: "The blood of the martyrs is the seed of the church." The example set by early Christians in death and suffering was the greatest witness to the "truth which is in Jesus." Now, when our neighbors ask us why we believe, we have our own example of the power of an indestructible life: the martyrs at Columbine and now these young people of Wedgwood Baptist.

And if this example leads people to faith in Christ, then the world will once again see that God can and does bring good out of unspeakable evil.

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Copyright (c) 1999 Prison Fellowship Ministries. Reprinted with permission. "BreakPoint with Chuck Colson" is a radio ministry of Prison Fellowship Ministries.

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Church Growing Faster Than Ever But At Great Cost

The church is expanding faster than ever in history, but it is not without a "horrible" cost, an expert on the persecuted church said at a seminar in Fort Worth, Texas.

"We are living in the greatest age of the expansion of the church ever," said Paul Marshall, senior fellow at the Center for Religious Freedom, Freedom House, Washington, D.C., and author of the 1997 book, "Their Blood Cries Out."

Citing the growth of the church in China from 1 million in 1980 to an estimated 50 million in 1999, Marshall said, "There is nothing in the Book of Acts that shows church growth on this scale. There's nothing I know of in the history of the church in any country at any time which has church growth at this scale." [Holwick: China's church growth is high, but this estimate is probably too generous; see http://www.amityfoundation.org/ANS/Special%20Reports/howtocount.htm]

The global growth of Christianity, he said, is not coming in Western Europe or the United States, but in places outside the West. "Africa will soon be the continent, if not already, with the greatest number of Christians," Marshall said. "Christians in the world are more likely to be Chinese or Nigerian or Sudanese than to be Westerners," he said, adding that about 80 percent of those in the church live outside the West. "If the church diminishes in the West, in terms of the kingdom of God, that would be a sad, but a small thing," Marshall said.

The cost of growth has been persecution of the church, Marshall said, which is a horrible, depressing thing that God nevertheless has used for good. "These are evil, unjust things that should be fought," he said. "But what is the other side? What is the good news of which this is the dark side? The good news is the spread of the gospel, the growth of the church, the power of the gospel in people's lives."

Marshall made his comments at a seminar on the persecuted church held at Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. A panel discussion included Marshall; Al Meredith, pastor of Fort Worth's Wedgwood Baptist Church; Karen Bullock, Southwestern professor of church history; and Getaneh H. Getaneh, a street evangelist who was tortured for his faith in Ethiopa.

Marshall reported to the 150 people in attendance several incidents that have occurred since the middle of September:

-- The senior Roman Catholic bishop in China, who has spent 15 years in

prison and has been repeatedly tortured, has disappeared, last seen

with Chinese government security officials.

-- A prominent national leader in the unregistered Protestant house church

movement in China was executed Oct. 14, 1999, by firing squad, the

second leader of this movement to be executed in the past two months.

-- Chechnyan militants have kidnapped a young Baptist deacon and are

demanding that his church sell its building and use the money to pay

the ransom. The deacons' predecessors have been kidnapped and

beheaded.

-- In India, a 26-year-old Catholic nun was raped and mocked for her faith.

-- The Myanmar military government attacked 22 villages of a tribe who are

mostly Christians. Witnesses said the military beat and stabbed to

death many people.

-- A Coptic Orthodox priest in Egypt was shot. A Coptic bishop faces from

eight years in prison to the death penalty on charges resulting from

his reporting that 1,200 members of his diocese had been tortured in

August and September.

-- In Vietnam, Sept. 17, security police raided a house church, arresting

and interrogating an evangelist and two others.

-- In a largely Christian Sudanese province, 700 people die from starvation

each day. An estimated 50,000 mostly Christian children have been

sold into slavery for "the going rate" of $50.

"We are talking about things that are recent -- not 2,000 years ago, not 200 years ago, not even 20 years ago or last year," Marshall said, "In these particular cases, not even two months ago. This is the situation that we live in now. It's Nov. 2, 1999."

An estimated 200 million Christians are exposed to persecution in about 60 or 70 countries, he continued. And the persecution is worsening in countries like China, Vietnam and North Korea, the latter which Marshall said is "perhaps the worst situation for Christians in the world."

Marshall also listed Islamic countries where Muslims who become Christians face the death penalty, including Sudan, Mauritania, Iran and Iraq. In other countries, he said, the threat comes from family members who have been shamed by the conversion. "Often you are much more in danger from an uncle than you are from somebody else in many Islamic countries," he said.

It is illegal to be a Christian in Saudi Arabia, he continued, and in Pakistan, blasphemy laws have been used against Christians.

In some countries like India, Myanmar, Sri Lanka, Nepal and Butan, "increasingly aggressive Hinduism and Buddhism" persecute Christians, Marshall said, adding that in some countries like Ethiopia and Mexico, "Christians" persecute other Christians.

The reasons for persecution are political and theological, Marshall said.

"In the modern age, when the church grows, democracy grows. When the church grows, human rights grow. This is simply an empirical fact," he said, citing a 1997 report by Freedom House. In that report, 79 of 86 democratic countries were "culturally Christian." The remaining seven included Israel, South Korea and Taiwan. "The Christian faith affects the way we live and it affects the way societies go, and that worries them," Marshall said.

He quoted two Chinese newspapers and Chinese police documents that write about the importance of squashing the churches because of what happened in the Soviet Union. "If China does not want these things repeated in its own land, we must strangle the baby while it is still in the manger," a Beijing newspaper said.

"Tyrants cannot have another king of any kind whatsoever," Marshall said. "Another king means another loyalty. You have a loyalty to something more than them. That's why they kill you. That's why the church is repressed. The fear is real, because [Christianity] will open up a society."

In a Far East Economic Review cover story on China titled, "God is Back," a Beijing government official is quoted as saying, "If God had the face of a 70-year-old man, we would not care if he were back. But he has the face of millions of 20-year-olds and, therefore, we are worried."

Marshall listed five ways that churches in America can be more involved in helping the persecuted church.

-- Be informed and pray constantly. Marshall said the Internet can keep

people informed of the world situation. He also noted, "No church

should ever meet for congregational worship without praying for the

persecuted church."

-- Make contacts within the persecuted church. "We can go there. ... We

can know them and they will change our lives," he said.

-- Publicize the plight of the persecuted church. He commended non-

Christians Michael Horowitz and Abe Rosenthal who have "done more

than any Christian" to draw attention to the problem.

-- Pressure the U.S. government to take action. Last fall with a 98-0

vote, the Senate passed the International Religious Freedom Act.

-- Include the entire church, not just the church in America, in our

definition of the body of Christ.

"When we use the term church, what's the image that comes to our mind?" Marshall asked. "The first response should be, 'I am a member of these people we've talked about in Vietnam, or Ethiopia, or Nigeria or in Romania.' God has made us one with one another, as one body; we share the same joys and the same sufferings."

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The FAX of Life (4/26/99)

When the bullets started flying at Columbine High School last Tuesday, the ugly prejudices of two malevolent hearts began to manifest themselves. Two teen-aged killers began gunning for minorities, athletes, and Christians. People who fit none of the three categories got caught in the crossfire and died too. A school, a community, and a nation were left to mourn the consequences.

Part of the sad irony of what happened is that Cassie Bernall, a 17-year-old junior at Columbine, was once part of a group very much like the one from which her killers came. The leader of her church's youth group says that in middle school Cassie was enamored of witchcraft and the dark side of life. But the gospel broke through her nihilism, and Cassie became a Christian. She had a “What Would Jesus Do?” bracelet on her backpack and typically carried her Bible to school with her.

According to her aunt, Kayleen Bernall, even Cassie's beautiful blonde hair had been dedicated to God's glory. She was planning to cut it short soon and donate it for making hairpieces for kids going through chemotherapy.

When the two gunmen went into the library on that fateful Tuesday, one of them asked her, “Do you believe in God?” She answered, “Yes, I believe in God.” And Cassie was shot dead on the spot.

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Living Dogs Or Dead Lions?

The early 1st century Christian were offered their lives if they would but cast a touch of incense on the fire that burned before the image of the Emperor. A very small gesture of political support compared with being fed to the loins or being burned at the stake. They could have argued that they could do more good by living than by dying. “He who fights and runs away, will live to fight another day. Better a live dog than a dead lion.” But, when men catch a glimpse of the face of God, they do not fear the face of man!

-- W. A. Criswell, DANIEL, Vol 12, p. 109

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A New Century of Martyrs: Anti-christian Intolerance Around the World

Mark 10:30

On June 6, Martin Burnham, an American missionary, died in a battle between his Islamic kidnappers and Filipino troops sent to rescue him. Burnham, thus, becomes the newest member of what the TE DEUM, an ancient hymn, calls "the white-robe army of the martyrs" -- an army that, according to a recent estimate, is a staggering 70 million strong.

But what's even more staggering is that, according to the same estimate, 45 million, or two-thirds of all Christian martyrs, died in the twentieth century. These estimates are contained in a new book, THE NEW PERSECUTED: INQUIRIES INTO ANTI-CHRISTIAN INTOLERANCE IN THE NEW CENTURY OF MARTYRS. It's written by an Italian journalist, Antonio Socci. The estimates are derived from sources such as Oxford's WORLD CHRISTIAN ENCYCLOPEDIA.

Many of the martyrs died in places like the former Soviet Union and Nazi Germany. But there are others, lesser known places where Christians were killed for their faith, like Turkey, where 1.5 million Armenian Christians were murdered.

And the killing continues. Socci estimates that an average of 160,000 Christians have been killed every year since 1990 in places like Algeria, Nigeria, Sudan, and Pakistan.

Socci writes that the "global persecution of Christianity is still in progress but in most cases is ignored by the mass media and Christians in the West."

What's not being ignored is his book, which has many critics up in arms. For writing about persecution and identifying Islamic extremism as the "main danger" to Christians worldwide, Socci has been accused of promoting anti-Islamic prejudice and other transgressions. Other critics question Socci's figures, saying that many of those he's calling martyrs died in "conflicts that had little to do with religion."

Even if Socci were off by two-thirds -- and I don't think he is -- that still leaves 15 million martyrs this past century, more than enough to warrant the label "persecution." How many Christians have to die before the world takes notice?

Others argue that by portraying the twentieth century as a century of massacres, Socci diminishes the significance of the Holocaust. But as Ted Olsen of CHRISTIANITY TODAY noted, talking about the millions of Christians killed for their faith doesn't diminish the evil of the Holocaust anymore than noting "the millions who died during Stalin's purges."

What's really bothering many of Socci's critics is the idea of Christians as victims instead of victimizers. Like commentator Tommaso Debenedetti, they see the book as part of a "right wing plot" to "deflect accusations of intolerance" away from Christians.

For some of these critics, even if there is persecution, Christians had it coming. That's why Olsen is right when he asks, "How long until people start arguing that the murder of millions of Christians worldwide isn't that big a deal because of the Crusades and Inquisitions?"

Well, Martin Burnham's death is definitely a big deal, as are those of other Christians who have died for their faith. For the sake of our suffering brethren, we must arouse public opinion and the power of civilized governments against all Christian persecution: the kind that prompts the killing and the kind that prompts the willingness to turn a blind eye.

For further reading:

Rory Carroll, "New book says Christians suffered most," THE GUARDIAN (London), 4 June 2002.

Learn about Oxford University's WORLD CHRISTIAN ENCYCLOPEDIA here:

Ted Olsen, "Weblog: Anti-Persecution Book Said to Denigrate Holocaust, Muslims, and Immigrants," CHRISTIANITY TODAY, 4 June 2002.

Ted Olsen, "Martin Burnham Went Out Serving with Gladness," CHRISTIANITY TODAY, 10 June 2002.

Visit the United States Commission on International Religious Freedom's website: . You can read its annual report on religious persecution: (requires Adobe Acrobat Reader ).

Vincent Carroll and David Shiflett, CHRISTIANITY ON TRIAL (Encounter Books, 2001).

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Copyright © 2002 Prison Fellowship Ministries. Reprinted with permission. "BreakPoint with Chuck Colson" is a radio ministry of Prison Fellowship Ministries.

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From Suffering and Sacrifice Come Joy: the Covell Family

Mark 10:30

[An account of the martyrdom of American missionaries in the Philippines in World War II.]

In the spring of 1939 the American Baptist Foreign Mission Board reassigned James and Charma Covell and their family from their ministry in a Japanese university to ministry in the Philippines. Their daughter Margaret (Peggy) completed high school in Manila in 1940 and returned to the U.S. to attend college. Due to the deteriorating political situation they sent their remaining children, David and Alice, back to the States to attend school, planning to reunite with them on their furlough in 1942.

The Covells became two of 18 American Baptist missionaries serving on the central island of Panay about 350 miles south of Manila in the Philippines. Shortly after the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor in December 1941 the missionaries on Panay held a meeting in Iloilo City to consider what they should do. They decided to return to their respective locations and carry on as long as possible. Missionary Fred Chambers, president of Central Philippine College, had, by order of the government, closed the college and directed the students to go home. Dr. Fred and Mrs. Ruth Meyer and missionary nurse Jennie Adams transferred patients and equipment from their hospital to an inland town. There they continued to minister to the sick and wounded in spite of the war. Other missionaries continued to serve wherever they were needed. During this time many Filipino families also evacuated to inland villages.

Manila fell to Japanese troops on Jan. 2, 1942, and Bataan fell three months later. Seven American Baptist missionaries and five children were captured by invading Japanese forces on the island of Panay on April 17 and imprisoned in Iloilo City. They were later transferred to Santo Tomas internment camp in Manila where they survived the war despite harsh adversity, sickness and appalling malnutrition.

FELLOWSHIP IN HOPEVALE

The Covells, along with nine other missionaries and one child, fled to a mountain hideout when the Japanese invaded Panay. It was a secluded area in a narrow ravine, deep within the dense forest and tall cogon grass, reachable only by a winding, rough trail crisscrossed by many misleading side paths. Impressed by the beauty of the place, Dr. Francis Rose named it Hopevale. In the ensuing twenty months the number at Hopevale varied as some American mining families stayed awhile and then moved on. None of them would have survived long without the help of their Filipino friends and colleagues who brought them food and news at the risk of their lives.

The missionaries and their Filipino friends gathered for prayer and worship in a deep ravine they called The Cathedral in the Glen. Sometimes as many as 100 people joined in the services, singing hymns and sharing their faith in God's goodness. In July 1942 the missionaries received a note from their imprisoned colleagues in Iloilo. It contained an impassioned plea to surrender, since the Japanese had threatened to kill all foreigners who were captured. After a long discussion, the missionaries at Hopevale decided to stay where they were.

Word arrived in early December 1943 that the Japanese intended to make a push to find every American between Dec. 15 and 20. The Rev. Dianala and Mr. Rio, two local Christian leaders, advised the missionaries to scatter, but they were not physically able to do so. They chose to stay together and face whatever might come, including the risk of being captured.

Early on Sunday morning, Dec. 19,1943, Japanese soldiers were sighted approaching Hopevale from several directions. The miners' families fled quickly, the last of them leaving less than an hour before the Japanese arrived. These families were eventually rescued by an American submarine on the western shore of Panay in March 1944.

The eleven missionaries and one child that remained, along with three miners and two children, scattered when the Japanese soldiers arrived. The women and children were overtaken, though, and all surrendered.

They were told that they would be put to death the next day. Jimmy Covell pleaded with the soldiers in Japanese. The leader of the battalion, Tai Watanabe, seeming to be influenced by the appeal, radioed his headquarters for orders.

The answer came about noon the next day, December 20, insisting that the mandate be carried out. The Covells insisted that they had nothing to do with the war, but the soldiers would not listen. Finally, the missionaries asked for time to pray. This request was granted. The little group formed a circle and prayed together. After about an hour the missionaries came forward, singing a hymn and saying they were ready. One by one, each adult was led to the mountain top and beheaded. The children were stabbed to death.

The bodies were put into a cogon thatched bamboo house that was then burned. There was evidence that although Mr. and Mrs. Covell had been murdered with the others, they seemed to have been treated somewhat differently. Mrs. Covell's body was wrapped, as if some soldiers had felt remorse and attempted to show special regard for her knowledge, and no doubt her respect, of their language and homeland.

LOVE LIVED OUT

When the news of the massacre reached America, the Covell children were shocked and saddened. Peggy, the older daughter, probably wondered what her father had prayed about during his last hour. Knowing of her father's love for the Japanese and disdain for war, she might have imagined that the foremost prayer on his lips was that peace would come to the world.

Peggy, a sociology major at Keuka College, was uniquely prepared to fill the role of Japanese speaking social worker in a Japanese relocation center in Colorado. Relocation centers housed Japanese Americans who had been interned at the outbreak of the war. Like her father, she loved the Japanese as sisters, brothers and friends.

FROM SUFFERING AND SACRIFICE COMES JOY

Even though the Covell children did not blame the Japanese people for the death of their parents, the fact that Peggy would serve at a Japanese relocation center made a big impression on many Japanese who heard the story.

One Japanese prisoner of war heard about Peggy's work and was deeply moved by her great spirit of love in spite of what had happened to her parents. When he returned to Japan after the war, he spoke to an old friend, Captain Mitsuo Fuchida, about what he had heard. Captain Fuchida was the Japanese Naval pilot who led the attack on Pearl Harbor. He was wrestling with his memories of the war now that it was over, and this forced him to contemplate the meaning of his life. The returned soldier [actually a sailor, Lt. Kazuo Kanegasaki] told Capt. Fuchida the story of the Covell family and about Peggy's work in the Japanese relocation center. In his mind her work was a symbol of great love and forgiveness.

Captain Fuchida couldn't comprehend the meaning of what he had just heard and thought about it often. Soon thereafter, he bought a Bible and began reading it for himself. On those pages he soon found the same kind of forgiveness his friend had heard about in the life of the Covells. He gave his life to the Lord and declared it publicly on the streets of Osaka.

Many Filipinos who protected their American sisters and brothers went on to become strong leaders in the Convention of Philippine Baptist Churches. They became pastors, teachers and engineers; one became the general secretary of the Convention. For each of them the suffering and sacrifice of their American friends became a deep inspiration for their service to God.

A passage from CHRIST AND THE FILIPINO SOUL by the Rev. Henry W. Munger describes well the effect the martyrdom of the American Baptist missionaries at Hopevale continues to have on generations of Filipino and American Christians. He writes, "The blood of the martyrs is the seed of the Church. The devoted band of missionaries who crowned their years of sacrificial service with the gift of their lives have not died in vain. They challenge us to match their sacrifices with ours, to carry on the work they were doing, to take up the torch they threw down, and to hold it high."

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References:

"Covell NHK Broadcast/ Story," by Hisayoshi Saito: James Covell

"I Led the Attack on Pearl Harbor," Decision, December, 1991,

Mitsuo Fuchida/John A. Barbour

"Hopevale - From Life To LIFE" and "Hopevale Revisited" by

Laura Lee Marques, 1990

Information from David Covell and Alice Covell Bender, 1997

Roberta Stephens is an American Baptist missionary in Japan and Ann Borquist is a former American Baptist missionary to the Philippines.

[Dan O. Yoshii, a Baptist Christian who was born in a Japanese Relocation Camp during the war, has done extensive research on this story to find how Fuchida became connected with Peggy Covell - it was not as direct as many accounts suggest. Professor Katherine Scott Sturdevant of Pikes Peak Community College is also researching it. If anyone has personal knowledge of the Covell/Kanegasaki/Fuchida connection, please contact Prof. Sturdevant at Katherine.Sturdevant@ppcc.edu]

from American Baptists In Mission (magazine) · Roberta Stephens & Ann Borquist [adapted by David Holwick] via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database warmissionarysacrificeforgiveness

They Gambled At His Feet

Br Carl Lawrence of Haven of Rest relates an account of a stunning miracle, received from reliable sources in the nation of China. A 70-year-old Pastor, “John”, was a prominent house church leader. At great personal risk, he had taken on the task of receiving 10,000 Bibles for distribution.

The civil authorities were seeking to locate the Bibles, and were trying to track down the Bible distributors. John hid the Bibles, carefully burying them under a friend's barn, with the aim of circulating them later. The police arrested him, and special investigators from Beijing questioned him on the whereabouts of the Bibles. Pastor John refused to talk. During the interrogations and beatings he would close his eyes and pray. This small, frail man who was not afraid to die frustrated the interrogators.

John was taken into the prison courtyard, where he was made to stand upright on a tall wooden box. About 4 feet high and very narrow, the top of the box had just enough room for his feet. The police put a noose tightly around his neck, fixed to a wooden crossbeam just above him. His interrogators shouted at him, “We have given up on you. The moment you move, or your legs collapse, you will hang yourself. This is the penalty for your stubbornness.” You see, they were afraid to kill him. If they let him kill himself, they would call it suicide.

Two policemen were assigned to watch Pastor John's last moments. The interrogators also watched through a hidden window. The policemen hardly looked up at Pastor John, they gambled. John said: “As they gambled at my feet, I felt a great surge of power in my body. I felt like Jesus Christ on the cross. He, too, must have looked down and felt the same power when He saw the soldiers casting lots for His clothes, utterly indifferent to His agonies.” And there were agonies. Pastor John's body cried out for sleep. His legs began to swell, and the day passed into night. Night into another day, and Pastor John remained still. He didn't move. He started talking to the policemen. He told them about Jesus. He told them that he was not afraid of death because of Jesus. They laughed at him.

Pastor John's legs developed cramps. All feeling was gone. Four days and four nights. Five days and six. Seven days and nights. His only relief was the rain. He stuck his tongue out to gain a few drops of moisture. It almost seemed to wash his filthy body. Eight days, nine days. The word was getting around the prison. An almost holy hush gathered over the compound. “No man can survive that long”, they would say. “No food, no water, no rest; this is impossible.”

Ten days, eleven days, twelve days. Thirteen days had passed, thirteen long nights. Pastor John still stood on the narrow box, the noose tight around his neck. But he would not let go. His legs were swollen almost beyond recognition. The policemen continued to mock him, but everyone in the prison seemed to be holding their breath.

A huge thunderstorm hit the prison. The sky went black, the rain pelted down. Pastor John's resistance finally ended. As a crack of lightning, followed by a crash of thunder shook the prison, he knew it was all over. Through his delirium, he vaguely heard the thunder and fell forward into the arms of Jesus, as the noose tightened around his neck.

In a few moments he awakened. He was soaking wet, lying in a small room, not in the arms of Jesus, but in the arms of two policemen. One was splashing water on his face; the other was massaging his legs. All Pastor John could do was to cry in pain as the policemen cried as well. “Please, “ they shouted, “don't die. Please don't die.” “Why?” he answered, “Why can't I die?” They said, “Because we want to know your Saviour Jesus. You see. He saved you. A flash of lightning cut the rope above your head just as you fell. Don't tell us that Jesus didn't save you.”

Pastor John was released. There was no more interrogation. The guards did accept the Jesus who sent the lightning. The Bibles were later quietly dug up and distributed, and became a source of comfort to many Chinese people. Br Lawrence observes that in China there are no special ministers traveling about performing miracles. Miracles happen when God wants them to, in a way that only God can do them. And they are only a part of what is accepted as normal to a man like Pastor John.

(Condensed from “Report of the Church in China”, June 92)

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Martyred Missionary To the American Indians

John 3:36

I have been reading lately the biography of Dr. Marcus Whitman, pioneer missionary to the Indians in Old Oregon. It is a most impressive story, more of which you doubtless hear from me as time goes by. However, I want you to consider just one question about him today. Why did he go?

He left a successful medical practice in New York State.

He took his bride across the Rocky Mountains, never to see her family again.

He suffered a primitive life, even by 1830s standards.

He went to a tribe of only 400 people, the Cayuse.

He suffered a martyr's death.

Why did he go?

A story caught his attention - four Indians from the tribes he went to win had heard about the Christian religion. They traveled to St Louis to enquire after the white man's religion and ask for teachers.

A preacher named Parker read the story and began a call for a mission and missionaries. He and Whitman went out on a survey trip in 1835. At the great mountain man Rendezvous that summer, Whitman met some of these Indians himself. One of the chiefs said to them that "He had heard from white men a little about God, which had only gone into his ears; he wished to know enough to have it go down into his heart, to influence his life, and to teach his people."

Why did Whitman return, marry his fiancé, and go again to the Indians?

Because he knew that "he that believeth not the Son of God shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him."

from Marcus and Narcissa Whitman and the Opening of Old Oregon · Clifford M. Drury via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database missionsmartyrsacrifice

Tertullian - Pugnacious Defender of Faith

Acts 22:20

Reared in North Africa in the second century, Tertullian may have trained to be a lawyer, but he became a skilled defender of the Christian faith instead.

Quintus Septimus Florens Tertullian, an educated man who would become the great apologist of his time, converted to Christianity around 197, in his mid-life years. Many scholars believe the courage of Christian martyrs moved him to accept their faith.

His earliest known work is a letter of solace and encouragement to imprisoned Christians awaiting execution. Shortly after that, he sent a long letter to the Roman authorities mocking their attempts to suppress Christianity.

“We are but of yesterday,” he wrote, “but we have filled every place among you-cities, islands, fortresses, towns, market places, the very camp, tribes, companies, palace, senate, forum-we have left nothing to you but the temples of your gods.”

Roman persecutors thought if they killed Christians, they could wipe out the church. Tertullian replied with a line for which he has become famous: “The blood of the martyrs is seed.” The more Rome killed, argued Tertullian, the more people would be converted by the courageous witness of Christians.

DEFENDER OF THE FAITH

Tertullian is also remembered for his razor-sharp wit in defense of the Christian faith. To the pagan world, Tertullian’s tracts asserted that Christians posed no threat to the empire and were loyal citizens; therefore they should be tolerated.

In his writings to Christians, Tertullian warned that separation from pagan culture was necessary to avoid moral and doctrinal corruption. He, with many Christian leaders, believed the theater, pagan banquets, public assemblies, and above all, the gladiatorial contests were no places for Christians: “The places themselves do not contaminate, but what is done in them; from this even the places themselves, we maintain, become defiled.”

Tertullian leveled his deepest criticism at those who attempted to change or modify the Christian faith. God, he insisted, was loving and merciful in both the Old Testament and New; Christ was God incarnate and the fulfillment of all messianic prophecy, and the church alone carried on the legitimate faith received from the apostles. Heretics, schismatics, and pagans, he said, were just plain wrong. They had no right even to quote the Scriptures.

DEFINING THE TRINITY

Tertullian was a man of strong opinions and high standards. He disliked infant baptism, believed the return of Christ was imminent, and had little time for clergy, many of whom he believed were too lenient about sexual immorality.

So completely did he embrace rigorous ethics, and so positive was he that the Holy Spirit still spoke through believers in prophecy, he ended his days among the Montanists, a movement eventually condemned for exalting the ecstatic utterances of its leaders over the church’s authority.

The founder, Montanus, a self-proclaimed prophet, began speaking in Phrygia (modern Turkey) around 172. Accompanied by two prophetesses, Montanus claimed inspiration from the Holy Spirit for their ascetic and apocalyptic message. Tertullian joined them in urging the church to exercise strict discipline, including withholding forgiveness for major sexual sins.

During his Montanist days, he wrote his most significant theological work, “Against Praxeas,” in which he marshals numerous Scripture verses to condemn Praxeas’ belief in the “monarchy” of God: that the Father, Son, and Spirit are one and the same. Tertullian accuses Praxeas of crucifying the Father. As he argued, Tertullian coined two terms that helped define the orthodox view of the Trinity. He wrote that God exists in three “persons” who share one “substance.” The Father, Son, and Spirit are clearly distinct but not divided.

Tertullian made good use of natural imagery to support his views. He writes, “His [Christ’s] coming out from God is like the ray's procession from the sun, and the river's from the fountain, and the tree’s from the seed.” Two but undivided. He confirms this: “... inasmuch as this Son is undivided and inseparable from the Father, so is He to be reckoned as being in the Father, even when He is not named.”

Though many find his Montanist beliefs troubling, his writings nevertheless have earned him a lasting legacy as one of the great African Fathers of the church.

Marching-to-death Song

Did you know that the "Gloria Patri" we sing in our churches every week is based on the marching-to-death song of the early Christian martyrs? The death that awaited them they knew would be horrible, but because they had principle, an all-out belief in life immortal, they could meet their fate with good courage - yes, even a calm courage.

from Pulpit Resource via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database courage

Burned For Jesus

Patrick Hamilton studied under Martin Luther in Wittenberg. He literally ignited the Reformation in Scotland. As he burned at the stake in 1527, he said, "As to my confession, I will not deny it for awe of your fire, for my confession and belief is in Jesus Christ... I will rather be content that my body burn in this fire for confession of my faith in Christ than have my soul burn in the fire of hell for denying the same."

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Original illustration began with the accout of Polycarp, which can be found at HolwickID #1549

from Fredericksburg Bible Illustrator Supplements via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database sacrificemartyrhell

Quotes On Blood

"Blood alone moves the wheels of history."

-- Benito Mussolini

"The best blood will at some time get into a fool or a mosquito."

-- Austin O'Malley

"No one need think that the world can be ruled without blood. The civil sword shall and must be red and bloody."

-- Martin Luther

"The future can be anything we want it to be, providing we have the faith and that we realize that peace, no less than war, required 'blood and sweat and tears.'"

--Charles F. Kettering

"The blood of the martyrs is the seed of the church."

-- Tertullian

"Blood is a cleansing and sanctifying thing, and the nation that regards it as the final horror has lost its manhood ... there are many things more horrible than bloodshed, and slavery is one of them!

--Padraic Pearse

"Peace, above all things, is to be desired, but blood must sometimes be spilled to obtain it on equable and lasting terms."

-- Andrew Jackson

"Blood will tell, but often it tells too much."

-- Don Marquis

"Young blood must have its course, lad, and every dog its day."

-- Charles Kingsley

He Suffered Until They Converted

Mark 10:30

Joseph is a tall, slender Masai warrior. Some time ago he met a man along a dusty African road who told him the story of Christ and God's love that made forgiveness for sin possible. Joseph became a believer and rejoiced in the “Jesus story.”

He became a fiery witness, to the point that he later made the long journey from Africa to Amsterdam for an Evangelist conference. His greatest hope was to meet Billy Graham, one of the speakers in person. Robert was a staff member in the conference who screened the few persons allowed to visit Dr. Graham. Joseph's story convinced him so much that he was allowed to tell his conversion experience to Billy in person.

“After I met Jesus, I was so excited that I just knew everyone in my village would be happy to meet him also. So I went door-to-door telling everyone I met about the cross of Jesus and the salvation it offered. To my amazement my people not only didn't care, they became hostile. The men held me to the ground while the women began beating me with barbed wire. I was dragged from the village and left to die in the bush.”

Joseph somehow managed to crawl to a water hole, and there, after two days of passing in and out of consciousness, found he had the strength to get up. He was puzzled about the hostile reception from family and friends whom he had known all his life. “I decided that I must have left something important out of the story I told them about Jesus. So I practiced it over and over, then limped back to tell them the good news.”

“I went again, from hut-to-hut telling about Jesus who died for us so we might find forgiveness and know the living God. Again they held me down and I was beaten, opening anew the former wounds. They dragged me unconscious outside the camp and I was left for dead.”

“I woke up two days later, scarred and bruised, but still alive. For the third time I went back into my home village and started to witness. But they were waiting for me. I was set upon, thrown to the ground and as the beatings began I passed out. When I awakened this time I was in my own bed. The folks who had been whipping on me had now become my nurses. Everyone in my village had become a believer in Christ.”

After telling Billy Graham his story, Joseph lifted his colorful African shirt and showed his scars.

Afterward, Billy said to his staff, “I'm not worthy to untie his shoes, and he wanted to meet me?”

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Immanuel, by Michael Card, Thomas Nelson, Inc., pp172-174, arr.

Secondary source: Chapnotes, http://www.chaplainsnotes.org/

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How Many Martyrs Are There?

Mark 10:30

What is a martyr? Are Christians called to suffer or does the Christian faith exempt one from suffering?

Seminary students sought to answer these questions during a class/conference held at Southern Baptist Theological Seminary in Louisville, Ky., earlier this summer. The class, “A Missiology of Suffering, Witness, and Church Planting in the Midst of Persecution,” examined the questions in detail. The answers they found differed from some popular notions regarding both issues.

As one of their tasks, students tried to define the term “martyr.”

“There are several sensational books about martyrs out there that say things such as, 'There have been more martyrs in the 20th century than in any other in history,'” said David Sills, associate professor of Christian missions and cultural anthropology at Southern Seminary. “However, those statements include many groups such as Jehovah's Witnesses that we would not consider Christians. We took a much more narrow definition of who is a Christian and who is a martyr.”

Some missions groups define a martyr as anyone who suffers in any way or dies by any means while on the mission field, Sills said. For example, some groups might count as a martyr a missionary who dies in an automobile crash while serving on the field.

Other groups that tally martyrs define a Christian as anyone who claims the title, ranging from Jehovah's Witnesses and Mormons to nominal Roman Catholics and Protestants. Some would say that 97 percent of Latin America is Christian because many in the country subscribe to some form of Roman Catholicism, he said.

This inclusive definition of Christianity, coupled with a broad definition of a martyr, leads to grossly inflated statistics regarding the number of Christians who annually suffer for the faith, Sills said.

Worse, it causes millions of persons to be counted as having heard the Gospel when the authentic Christian message has never reached their ears, he said.

“The major problem with this is that some groups will say that such-and-such a country has already been reached with the Gospel because of this broad definition of 'Christian,'“ Sills said. “It also exaggerates the number of martyrs. If Latin America were to be wiped out by a communist country, for example, because of these broad definitions of 'martyr' and 'Christian' [some groups] would say that there were a large number of martyrs among those killed.”

Because of these inclusive definitions, some groups estimate that between 150,000 and 170,000 Christians are martyred for their faith each year. Sills said the class agreed with the IMB's definition of a martyr, which is much more narrow. This definition says a person is not a martyr until he or she is killed because of their Christian faith.

Augustine, the fourth- and fifth-century church father, wrote that “the cause [the Christian faith] and not the suffering makes a genuine martyr.” Sills said the class more or less agreed that Augustine's understanding of martyrdom, like that of the IMB, is the most balanced definition. By this understanding, there are between 500 and 5,000 who are martyred each year, he said.

Sills said that perhaps another category should exist for those who die while on mission but are not killed expressly for their Christian belief. Sills and the class suggested the category of “hero of the faith” for these persons.

“There is no way you can come up with a definition that encompasses all the reasons a Christian might die while witnessing,” Sills said. “If a person is not a martyr according to this definition, that does not take away from their death or their service in any way.”

The class examined a “theology of suffering” -- the biblical teaching that Christians are called to suffer. The New Testament -- particularly in the words of Christ and the Apostles -- is replete with evidence that Christians will suffer for the sake of Christ and the Gospel, he said.

Quoting the second- and third-century church father Tertullian, Sills said that it is the blood of the martyrs that has provided the seed for the growth of the church through the ages -- a biblical teaching Christians need to recover.

“This was the basic theology of the (17th-century) Puritans,” Sills said. “That is, we need to kiss the rod that afflicts us and not try to escape so we can live a life of ease. We need to embrace it when it comes.

“The Lord never gave us the option to avoid persecution but it is a mindset out there, even among some Christians. Evangelizing in some areas will cause people to die if the church grows. Knowing this is essential for a balanced ministry.”

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Blessed Are the Persecuted

Mark 10:30

Recent headlines from the persecution front:

-- “Officials deny mistreatment of jailed pastor” (China).

-- “Elections increase violence against Christians” (India).

-- “Churches destroyed, pastors murdered” (Indonesia).

-- “Muslim extremists attack churches, evangelist” (Nigeria).

That's just a sample of 24 stories in the June 2003 edition of Compass Direct, an independent news service that covers the persecution of Christians worldwide. The 24, in turn, represent only a sample of hundreds of incidents of harassment and abuse of believers each month. Hundreds, perhaps thousands more worldwide go unreported.

What do such reports tell us? Among other things, they confirm that persecution of Christian believers by governments, hostile religious groups and extremists is a fact. It is also widespread, often systematic -- and increasing, despite a greater awareness of it among churches and media outlets in countries where freedom is the rule.

That wouldn't surprise the Apostle Peter.

“Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal among you, which comes upon you for your testing, as though some strange thing were happening to you,” he wrote to the early churches. “[B]ut to the degree that you share the sufferings of Christ, keep on rejoicing.... If you are reviled for the name of Christ, you are blessed, because the Spirit of glory and of God rests upon you” (1 Peter 4:12-14).

Yet we are still surprised, at least in the United States, to hear about Christians who suffer arrest, physical abuse and even death. Despite living in an increasingly pagan culture, few American believers experience anything worse than ridicule for their beliefs. We also continue to enjoy the traditions of religious freedom, personal liberty and government protection of our individual rights.

Sometimes, those traditions cloud our perspective on Christians who suffer. Our first impulse is to rescue them, protect them, remove them from harm's way -- or compel the societies that persecute them to observe our own principles of liberty and freedom of conscience.

That impulse is right and proper in some cases. Religious and secular human rights groups do heroic work in many places to bring the plight of neglected, suffering believers to world attention.

But we can't rescue all of them -- nor should we.

Much of the modern Christian world assumed that the church in China -- the object of so much labor by missionaries of the 19th and early 20th centuries -- had shrunk and perhaps died under communism after Western missionaries were driven out of the country in 1949.

To be sure, the Chinese church suffered deeply, particularly during the 1966-76 Cultural Revolution, when the ultra-radical Red Guards attempted to eradicate religion altogether. But Chinese believers endured, learned to depend on God alone, grew strong under pressure -- and multiplied.

They numbered in the hundreds of thousands before the communist era. Now they number in the tens of millions -- with thousands more coming to faith each day.

Some Chinese house church leaders actually dread the day persecution ceases. They fear their strong, faithful congregations will become flabby and complacent -- like so many in the West.

God continues to use the opponents of the Gospel to extend the Gospel, just as He did in Peter's day. In the Muslim, Hindu and communist worlds, endurance amid persecution is one of the most common elements of the church-planting movements that are multiplying believers and congregations exponentially.

Even under the most brutal ancient empires, God used rulers like Cyrus to advance His purpose for His children. “It seems that no matter the temporary judgment on a nation, God's overall plan of salvation goes forward,” missiologist Justin Long writes. “It is a lesson we would do well to hear in America.”

That is especially important as Southern Baptists and other evangelicals take the Gospel deeper and deeper into the world of unreached peoples. Suffering is more common there -- primarily for local believers, but also for missionaries who serve them. Mission workers should not seek persecution; that's a morbid and foolhardy approach to evangelism. But they should not be surprised if it comes.

“One of the most misunderstood aspects of missions today is persecution and personal suffering,” Mark Snowden, a communication strategist for the International Mission Board, observes. “Many Southern Baptists believe that God would never call them to a place they would consider to be dangerous.... Rarely are the persecutors (perceived enemies) prayed for as Christ instructs.”

If we truly want to serve our suffering brothers and sisters, it's time to embrace a biblical -- and not necessarily American -- view of persecution.

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Bridges is a senior writer with the Southern Baptist International Mission Board. His column appears in Baptist Press twice each month.

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Perpetua's Choice: Facing the Toughest Temptation

Mark 10:30

At age 22, Perpetua was a noblewoman who lived with her husband, her infant son, and her slave, Felicitas, in Carthage (now modern Tunis in North Africa). Around A.D. 200, North Africa was home to a vibrant Christian community, and Perpetua was a new believer.

Roman Emperor Septimius Severus, however, believed Christianity undermined patriotism to the empire, so he determined to persecute Christians, focusing his attention on North Africa. Among the first to be arrested were five Christians taking classes to prepare for baptism, one of whom was Perpetua.

Her father immediately came to her in prison. As a pagan, he realized there was an easy way for Perpetua to save herself: simply deny she was a Christian.

“Father do you see this vase here?” she replied. “Could it be called by any other name than what it is?”

“No,” he replied.

“Well, neither can I be called anything other than what I am, a Christian.”

In the next days, Perpetua was moved to a better part of the prison and allowed to breast feed her child. On his next visit, her father pleaded more passionately: “Have pity on my gray head. Have pity on me, your father, if I deserve to be called your father, if I have raised you to reach this prime of your life.”

He threw himself down before her and kissed her hands. “Think of your brothers; think of your mother and aunt; think of your child, who will not be able to live once you are gone. Give up your pride!”

Perpetua was deeply touched but remained unshaken. She tried to comfort her father — “It will all happen as God wills, for you may be sure that we are not left to ourselves but are all in his power.” But he walked out of the prison dejected.

YOUR BABY NEEDS YOU!

The day of the hearing arrived. Perpetua and her friends were marched before the governor, Hilarianus. Perpetua's friends all admitted to being Christians. They refused to make the required sacrifice (an act of emperor worship). Then the governor turned to question Perpetua.

At that moment, her father, carrying Perpetua's son in his arms, burst into the room. He grabbed Perpetua and pleaded, “Perform the sacrifice. Have pity on your baby!”

Hilarianus, probably wishing to avoid executing a mother still nursing a child, added, “Have pity on your father's gray head; have pity on your infant son. Offer the sacrifice for the welfare of the emperors.”

“I will not.”

“Are you a Christian, then?” asked the governor.

“Yes, I am,” Perpetua replied.

Her father interrupted again, but Hilarianus had heard enough: he ordered soldiers to beat him into silence. He then condemned Perpetua and her friends to die in the arena.

NO ESCAPE

Perpetua, her friends, and Felicitas (who also had been arrested) were dressed in belted tunics before they entered the stadium. Wild beasts and gladiators roamed the arena floor, and in the stands, crowds roared to see blood.

Immediately a wild heifer charged the group. Perpetua was tossed into the air and onto her back. She sat up, adjusted her ripped tunic, and walked over to help Felicitas. Next a leopard was let loose, and it wasn't long before it attacked and mauled the Christians.

Still, the crowd was impatient, and began screaming for the deaths of the Christians. Perpetua and her friends were lined up, and one by one, slain by a gladiator's sword.

The account of Perpetua's life and death is one of the most complete stories recorded by the early church. While disturbing in many ways, it stands out as a clear picture of a young mother whose love of Christ superseded all other loves.

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Adapted from Christian History magazine. To subscribe to Christian History, call 1-800-873-6986.

Copyright © 1998 by the author or Christianity Today International/Today's Christian magazine (formerly Christian Reader). July/August 1998, Vol. 36, No. 4, Page 17

[see also #27890]

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[Original illustration here was a duplicate in HolwickID 25837-26027]

from Today's Christian · Mark Galli via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database

Bearing Witness: the Martyrs of Uganda [2 versions]

[A version of the Ugandan martyr story by John MacArthur follows]

One constant of Christian history is that persecution rarely, if ever, succeeds. While some Christians may succumb to the unimaginable pressures, many others are, as the Bible puts it, faithful unto death.

In turn, their witness, which is what the word MARTYR means, draws others to the faith. In the second century, the apologist Tertullian wrote, “Go on, rack, torture, grind us to powder: Our numbers increase in proportion as you mow us down. The blood of Christians is their harvest seed.”

A century ago, twenty-six young African Christians proved Tertullian right. In doing so, they not only set an example for their contemporaries, but for us also.

In the late 1800s, Anglican and Catholic missionaries brought Christianity to what is now Uganda. While, at first, people were free to convert to the new faith, conversion created problems for the converts. Becoming a Christian meant adopting new moral and religious standards and suggested that you had turned your back on old allegiances. As a result, Christians were often regarded as rebels of sorts.

Mistrust turned to persecution when a new king named Mwanga came to the throne. His court was infamous for its homosexual debauchery. Suddenly, not only were Christians undermining the old religious and political order, they had the temerity to criticize his sexual practices.

Events came to a head when the king's pages began to resist his sexual advances. His outrage turned to murderous rage against Christianity when he learned why they had resisted: They had become Christians and were living chastely as their new faith required.

Mwanga gave the new converts a choice: complete obedience to his orders, including his sexual demands, or their new faith and death. They chose martyrdom. On June 3, 1886, twenty-six converts between the ages of 13 and 30, Protestants and Catholics, were burnt to death. Their leader, Charles Lwanga, asked to be untied so he could arrange the sticks on his pyre.

While few remember the tyrant who martyred these Christians, the Martyrs of Uganda, as they are known, became heroes of the faith. Today, largely because of their witness, Uganda is a mostly Christian nation — one that is offended and scandalized by the easy acceptance of homosexuality that exists in some of our churches.

There's a lesson for us as well. Christians in the West face pressure, albeit nothing like Lwanga and his companions, to play down Christianity's moral demands, especially as regards sexual practices. We're told that things will go better for us if we remain quiet about issues like abortion and homosexuality and gay “marriage.”

Those who do speak out are called “bigots,” but if Charles Lwanga could tell his executioner that he was glad to be dying for the faith, being called names, however unfairly, is a small price to pay.

Remembering these martyrs, the Church in Uganda and other parts of Africa stands firm in resisting the ordination of homosexuals and same-sex “marriages.” It's costing them financial support, and reputations are being hurt, yet they stand with the martyrs in bearing witness to absolute truth and to God's moral law. They are resisting the hostile spirit of the age. And they are a model for us all to follow.

FOR FURTHER READING AND INFORMATION:

• Learn more about the Christian martyrs of Uganda.

• “Memorial of St. Charles Lwanga and Companions, martyrs,” Catholic Culture, 3 June 2004.

• Mike Crawley, “African Anglicans shun US money over gay policies,” Christian Science Monitor, 19 April 2004.

• Star Parker, “Black pastors join gay-marriage debate,” Townhall.com, 6 July 2004.

• Jennifer Roback Morse, The Marriage Revolution: Why We Need One and How You Can Help (Spence, spring 2005). Visit Dr. Morse's marriage website.

• Alan Cooperman, “Church 'Protect Marriage Day' Is Urged,” Washington Post, 26 June 2004, A24.

• Learn about the effort by a group called Soulforce to disrupt Protect Marriage Sunday (July 11).

• See BreakPoint's sanctity of marriage resource page.

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Copyright (c) 2004 Prison Fellowship Ministries. Reprinted with permission. "BreakPoint with Chuck Colson" is a radio ministry of Prison Fellowship Ministries.

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Version from John MacArthur:

In his book I LOVE IDI AMIN, Festo Kivengere, a leading evangelical minister in Uganda, describes the history of the church in Uganda. In 1885 “three Christian boys had shed their blood for Christ in Uganda. The king had ordered the arrest of these page boys in an effort to stamp out Christianity. The eldest was fifteen and the youngest was eleven-year-old Yusufu.

“They held fast their faith and staked their lives on it, though people were weeping and their parents were pleading with them. At the place of execution they sent a message to the king:

“‘Tell His Majesty that he has put our bodies in the fire, but we won’t be long in the fire. Soon we shall be with Jesus, which is much better. But ask him to repent and change his mind, or he will land in a place of eternal fire and desolation.’

“They sang a song which is now well-loved in Uganda as the ‘martyr’s song.’ One verse says, ‘O that I had wings like the angels’. I would fly away and be with Jesus!’

“Little Yusufu said, ‘please don’t cut off my arms. I will not struggle in the fire that takes me to Jesus!’ Forty adults came to Jesus the day the boys died. This was a new kind of life, which fire and torture could not control.

“We have a Memorial near Kampala where these youngsters are remembered as the first Christian martyrs of Uganda.

“By 1887, the end of the first decade of the church, hundreds had died. There were martyrs out of every village that had believers. They were only beginners, they knew little theology, and some could barely read, but they had fallen in love with Jesus Christ. Life had taken on a completely new meaning. The value of living and living eternally had been discovered. They were not hugging their lives, but ready to give them up for Jesus.

“During these dangerous days, there was an immediate and steady increase in the number of those embracing Christ.”

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Festo Kivengere, I LOVE IDI AMIN (Old Tappan, N.J.: Revell, 1977], p. 11.

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Taliban Slits Throat of Convert

A spokesman for Afghanistan's Taliban guerrillas told Reuters that they had slit the throat of Muslim cleric Maulawi Assadullah on 30 June because he was propagating Christianity in the remote Awdand district of Ghazni province.

Speaking about the convert from Islam, Taliban spokesman Abdul Latif Hakimi said, "A group of Taliban dragged out Maulawi Assadullah and slit his throat with a knife because he was propagating Christianity.’ He said, 'We have enough evidence and local accounts to prove that he was involved in the conversions of Muslims to Christianity."

Hakimi also warned that any foreign aid workers found to be involved in spreading Christianity in Afghanistan would face a similar fate.

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Tortured Eritrean Christian Dies In Prison

Mark 10:30

A 30-year-old Christian died in an Eritrean jail Feb. 15 after refusing to repudiate his faith in Jesus. Magos Solomon Semere was imprisoned in July 2002 when police raided a Protestant worship service in the country, which borders Ethiopia in the Horn of Africa.

Semere died “due to physical torture and persistent pneumonia, for which he was forbidden proper medical treatment,” a source told the Compass Direct news service. When he became ill, he reportedly was told he would receive medical treatment only if he signed a statement renouncing his faith. He refused, although three other inmates were released after signing similar statements. “Magos was determined to obey the Lord rather than men,” said one man who had been imprisoned with Semere.

Semere is the third Christian known to have died for his faith in Eritrea since last October. More than 2,000 Eritreans are imprisoned for practicing their faith. Semere was held at the Adi-Nefase Military Confinement facility just outside Assab.

She Wouldn't Trample the Cross

During China’s Boxer Rebellion of 1900, insurgents captured a mission station, locked all the gates but one, and in front of that one gate placed a cross flat on the ground. Then the word was passed to those inside that any who trampled the cross underfoot would be permitted their freedom and life, but that any refusing would be shot. Terribly frightened, the first seven students trampled the cross under their feet and were allowed to go free. But the eighth student, a young girl, refused to commit the sacrilegious act. Kneeling beside the cross in prayer for strength, she arose and moved carefully around the cross, and went out to face the firing squad. Strengthened by her example, every one of the remaining ninety-two students followed her to the firing squad.

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Today in the Word, February 1989, p. 17

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True Martyrs: Victims of Radical Islam and Political Correctness

Mark 10:30

For years radical Islamists in the Philippines have been attacking Christians. In late April seven Christians were murdered on the southern Philippine island of Jolo.

Regular BreakPoint listeners know that, unfortunately, this isn’t unusual. Around the world, Christians are suffering and even dying, because they are Christians. They know also that the victimizers more often than not are Islamist militants.

But even by the standards of this tragic history, what happened on Jolo was an outrage. The seven, who were working road construction, were kidnapped by the group Abu Sayyaf, an al Qaeda affiliate. The group demanded more than $100,000 in ransom from the Christian community. When it wasn’t immediately paid, the seven, two of whom were teenagers working to help support their impoverished families, were beheaded. Abu Sayyaf then ordered civilians to take two of the severed heads to a military camp and left the other five at yet another camp.

While the brutality sets this atrocity apart, as I said, there’s nothing unusual about Christians being targeted because they are Christians. In the past few months alone, I’ve told BreakPoint listeners about Christians being targeted in countries as different as Iraq, China and Burma.

Someone who understands the scale of this persecution is Eliza Griswold, a Nieman Fellow at Harvard. She has investigated “Christian martyrdom in Nigeria, Sudan, Indonesia, Malaysia, Yemen, and Iraq, among other countries.” An “undercover priest” in Mosul, Iraq showed her the “blood of the first martyr of Kurdistan,” who had been killed during an attack on a Christian bookstore.

In her article, “The Believers,” which appears in a recent issue of the NEW REPUBLIC, Griswold compares and contrasts the Christian and Islamic use of the word “martyr.” While in both cases, the word is derived from a word meaning “witness,” the similarity ends there.

For Muslims, “martyr” indicates “a willingness to kill.” For Christians, it means a “willingness to die,” — a big difference.

She also describes what she saw and heard at a conference held by the Voice of the Martyrs, a Christian group that seeks to raise awareness of the persecuted church. “For people who have dedicated their lives to this issue,” she writes, “if the enemy far is Islam, the enemy near is political correctness.”

By “political correctness,” they mean the failure to understand or the outright denial of Islam’s attitudes and actions towards what it calls “infidels.” Getting people to care about the persecution of Christians is difficult enough, but getting them to care when they are constantly being told, “Islam is a religion of peace,” is nearly impossible.

For the conference attendees, this deadly kind of political correctness is a bipartisan offense. If anything, they are angrier at those conservatives who woo evangelical voters and then do nothing about the persecution as they are with liberals who defend Islam.

There always seems to be a reason not to confront those who persecute Christians, whether it’s money or a fear of alienating a potential ally on some other, “more important,” issue. That’s why we must speak out on their behalf. We must make it impossible for their suffering to be ignored or bargained away.

Their willingness to die is no excuse for indifference on our part.

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Copyright (c) 2007 Prison Fellowship Ministries. Reprinted with permission. "BreakPoint with Chuck Colson" is a radio ministry of Prison Fellowship Ministries.

For Such A Time As This: the Suffering Church

For the next 10 months, presidential candidates will be telling us how they plan to make the world a safer place for Americans. Now, that’s good, of course, but there are other people whose safety American Christians ought to be concerned about: that is, Christians suffering for their faith around the world.

Sadly, as you know, there are many examples of this suffering. A recent story in Al Jazeera’s English-language service described how Islamic radicals are “testing” Indonesia’s reputation for “for tolerance and moderation.”

Moderation? I wonder what the Christians of East Timor, an estimated 200,000 of whom died during Indonesia’s 25-year occupation, would say about that reputation. Needless to say, this example of Indonesian “moderation” goes unmentioned in the Al Jazeera article.

Instead, we are told about a Muslim group called the “Anti-Apostasy Alliance.” This group targets churches and Christians throughout the island of Java, Indonesia’s most-populous island.

As its name suggests, the greatest object of the Alliance’s ire are converts to Christianity. A spokesman told Al Jazeera that “Conversions to Christianity in Indonesia . . . have become increasingly serious.” He then added that “in my judgment I think it is a bigger evil than terrorism.”

Given the well-documented willingness of Islamic radicals to use violence to further their ends, calling anything a “bigger evil than terrorism” is no idle threat. It is the verbal equivalent of painting a “bull’s-eye” on the back of every Javanese Christian.

While Islam is the religion typically associated with the persecution of Christians, it does not have a monopoly on the practice.

In the week following Christmas, Hindu extremists burned 14 churches and killed one Christian in the Indian state of Orissa. The attacks are part of a larger campaign of violence prompted by Hindu fears over — that’s right — people converting to Christianity.

As I have told you all before, many of the converts come from India’s lowest castes, particularly the Dalits. Rather than allowing these poorest of the poor the consolation that Christianity offers, Hindu nationalists attack them, their churches, and target their clergy.

Worst of all, they often do so with the complicity of government officials: Orissa is governed by an ally of the Hindu nationalist BJP party. An archbishop told local television that the “government has allowed [the attackers] to continue.”

You probably will not hear this issue brought up at a presidential debate. That is why American Christians have to make the mistreatment of their brethren an issue in this year’s elections.

This is especially true given our privileged position: We are citizens of the most powerful nation on earth, a nation for whom freedom of religion is, arguably, the first freedom.

We also have experience at bringing the suffering of people in faraway places to the attention of our fellow Americans, whether it has been the plight of North Koreans, the Sudanese, or the global AIDS crisis.

God has put us in this privileged position so that we will speak out for those around the world who are being persecuted. So, pressure the candidates whom you encounter. They want to know what you think? Tell them.

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The Scillitan Martyrs

Luke 12:4

It is one of the great stories of the Christian Church. In Scillium, North Africa — A.D. 180 — a runner brought the message that soldiers were on their way. A Christian silversmith named Speratus, about to be arrested, had a decision to make: Should he take the Church’s sacred scrolls with him to jail? Or would they be safer in hiding?

The Roman authorities had been burning the Gospels and the letters of Paul, and persecuting Christians. To not guard these writings would be an act of betrayal — a renunciation of the faith.

Speratus and 11 other Christians were kept in a dungeon under the Roman garrison. They sang songs, prayed together, and fed on the words of Paul — which Speratus had taken with him into captivity.

In time, six of the men were examined by Proconsul Vigellius Saturninus. “Swear by the genius of our Lord the Emperor,” Saturninus ordered.

Speratus thought of Paul’s admonition to Timothy and paraphrased it in reply: “I cannot worship the empire of this world,” he said, “but rather I serve that God, whom no man has seen, nor with these eyes can see.”

“Don’t you understand it means your deaths?” Saturninus asked.

These men answered, “We fear nothing and no one, except our Lord God.”

The fame of the Scillitan martyrs, as they came to be known, spread throughout the empire. They are remembered today for their absolute trust in God’s Word.

The same dynamic comes into play whenever the Church faces a hostile culture. Today, Christians in North Korea and elsewhere risk violent punishment for even possessing the Scriptures.

What is it about this book that causes people to give their lives for it, causes oppressors to try to destroy it, and so infuriates cultural elites? The reason is what the Bible claims for itself: It purports to be the Word of God. The Bible, written by men, but through the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, gives us God’s eternal perspective on the world — truth unbound by time or place. This is why Christians defend the Bible with their very lives. And since the Bible calls followers to an allegiance higher than the state, tyrants seek to destroy it.

Simply put, the Bible is the rock on which the Church stands or falls. The texts were written with meticulous care, based on manuscripts accumulated over the centuries before Christ — and then, by faithfully recording the apostles’ teaching. Archeological discoveries are mounting, supporting the Bible’s historicity. No book has ever been so challenged nor found so reliable.

For 2,000 years, the Bible, often unaided by any human intervention, has transformed — often dramatically — the lives of those who read it: St. Augustine, St. Anthony of Egypt, Martin Luther, to name a just a few. And I have known thousands, including hardened criminals, who have read the Bible and been transformed for good.

No Christian should ever be intimidated in defending God’s Word. The evidence that He has spoken is overwhelming.

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No Greater Love: A Christian Martyr In Pakistan

Luke 2:7

At Christmastime, we’re reminded that our God is the God of great reversals. As we set out humble nativity scenes, we may forget how unthinkable it is that the King of Kings lowered himself not just to be born in human flesh, but in a lowly stable amidst the braying of animals and the smell of manure.

Our God seems to love reversals such as this. Jesus tells us that the first shall be last, the least will be the greatest in the kingdom. He elevates repentant sinners and tax-collectors above Pharisees and wealthy leaders. And through His apostle Paul, He reminds us that He chose the foolish things of this world, the weak, and the despised, to show the glories of his wisdom.

A recent story coming from Pakistan seems to fit this pattern exactly. In late October, at Islamabad’s International Islamic University, an Islamic suicide bomber tried to attack the women’s side of campus. But there worked a lowly janitor, Pervaiz Masih, who like so many of the 2 percent Christian minority in this 95 percent Muslim country are relegated to the most menial jobs in society — garbage collectors, sewage workers, and servants.

The suicide bomber was making his way to a cafeteria of some 300 to 400 women students, when Masih came between him and his goal. Masih is a common name among the Christian minority — it means Messiah. And on October 20th, Masih certainly followed in the footsteps of Jesus, the true Messiah. He refused to let the bomber pass. In the process the bomb detonated, killing Masih, the bomber, and three girls nearby. Meanwhile, the 300 to 400 Muslim girls inside the cafeteria were unharmed.

In the midst of the rubble from the explosion lay two martyrs. A so-called Muslim “martyr” had maliciously murdered others. Meanwhile, a Christian martyr had laid down his life for his brethren. A Christian died to save Muslims from a fellow Muslim.

CNN reported Professor Fateh Muhammad Malik, a rector of the university, as saying that Pervez Masih “rose above the barriers of caste, creed and sectarian terrorism. Despite being a Christian, he sacrificed his life to save the Muslim girls.”

Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that not “despite being a Christian” but because of being a Christian, Masih laid down his life.

As news cameras showed the garbage-strewn cemetery where Masih is buried, I couldn’t help but think of God’s great reversals. A King born in a manger. A hero buried beneath garbage. And I couldn’t help thinking how one day this upside-down world would be turned on it its head at the second Advent, when Christ comes in glory.

In the meantime, pray for persecuted Christians in Pakistan who suffer under unjust blasphemy laws, and who as recently as this past July were murdered, beaten, and had their homes set on fire simply for bearing the name of Jesus.

Pray that Masih’s heroic actions will help many Pakistanis to see Christians in a different light. And pray that Islamic extremists would have their eyes opened to what it means to be a true martyr, that is, to give one’s life to save others, not to give one’s life to kill others.

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Germany To Honor Sophie Scholl

2 Corinthians 5:18

In February of 1943, German university student Sophie Scholl was convicted of high treason against the Nazi regime and executed by guillotine. Last week, Germany announced it will honor this Christian martyr with a €20.00 sterling silver commemorative coin. Scheduled for circulation in time for her 100th birthday, which is in 2021, the coin will bear Sophie’s likeness with her words, “A feeling for what is just and unjust” along the edge.

Sophie Scholl was raised, along with her older brother Hans, in a nominal Lutheran household. Like most German children at the time, she was a member of the League of German Girls and her brother a member of the Hitler Youth. However, as they grew up, they became more and more disillusioned by the Nazification of virtually every area of German life and Hitler’s tyrannical opposition to much they believed to be good, such as works of art and music considered to be non-Aryan.

As students at the University in Munich in the early 1940s, they began seriously to consider, partly due to the influence of Christian professors, what their faith was demanding of them. Finally, the slaughter of Polish Jews and Russian POWs pushed them to act against Nazi atrocities. Hans founded an underground resistance group called The White Rose and began, with a few friends, to write, publish, and distribute leaflets advocating passive resistance to Hitler’s policies and for the eventual overthrow of National Socialism.

When Sophie, having arrived at University after her brother, was introduced to his friends, she insisted on joining the group. They acquired a typewriter and a mimeograph machine to produce their leaflets and bought paper and stamps in small amounts from different sources so as not to arouse suspicion. They would mail them anonymously to nearby homes and distribute them secretly around their university campus.

While distributing their sixth group of leaflets at the university, Hans and Sophie, along with friend Christoph Probst, were discovered, arrested, and charged with treason. Within four days, they had been accused, tried, condemned, and executed. Sophie was 21.

According to several witnesses, Sophie died as she had lived, with grace and courage, and without regret. As she was led to the guillotine, Sophie reportedly said, “Such a fine sunny day and I have to go ... . What does my death matter, if through us, thousands of people are awakened and stirred to action?”

As Brett Kunkle and I wrote in our book A Practical Guide to Culture, Christians often talk about what we are saved from, things like sin and death and judgment. And that is good news indeed! But as Sophie and Hans Scholl grew in their faith, they we forced to wrestle with what they were saved for. God had called them to a particular moment in German history. The intersection of their dual citizenships, in heaven and in Germany, clarified for them their responsibility to love and act.

As Hans once wrote to a friend: “Should one go off and build a little house with flowers outside the windows and a garden outside the door and extol and thank God and turn one’s back on the world and its filth? Isn’t seclusion a form of treachery — of desertion? ... . I’m weak and puny, but I want to do what is right.”

The Scholl siblings refused to flee from their culture, as we are tempted to do today, to seek safe shelter for ourselves and our children from the depravities around us. Safety, however, is never the goal of the Christ-follower. Faithfulness is. As the prophet Jeremiah described, faithfulness to God requires we seek the welfare of the city, of the nation to which we are called. If we are to be, what Paul called, ministers of reconciliation (2 Corinthians 5:18), we have to figure out what it means to be in the world, but not “of” it.

Few, if any of us, will face a guillotine for our faith. We will, it seems, face lesser challenges and persecution. Like Sophie Scholl, we will need a courage and a commitment that only comes from understanding that we are called by God to this time and this place. We’ll have to know now only what we are saved from and what we are saved to, but what we are saved for. We’ll have to learn to speak the truth in love, not because it will necessarily “work” but because it is our Lord’s command. We’ll need to strive faithfully to educate and catechize our children, even as we seek to protect the most vulnerable among us, and proclaim God’s vision for human flourishing.

We may have to risk our friendships, our reputations, and even our careers, but, to quote Sophie Scholl one more time, what does that matter, “if through us, thousands of people are awakened and stirred to action?”

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No Regrets When God Calls

Mark 10:30

Karen Watson knew Iraq was dangerous.

She had left Iraq months before, exhausted and afraid, as the chaotic country descended deeper into violence. But she went back anyway. She was not a soldier, but a Christian relief worker, armed only with love and humanitarian aid.

That decision claimed the 38-year-old’s life on a dusty road 10 years ago. Still, she had no regrets about going back. She wasn’t big on regrets; she had experienced too many of them already in her short life. She was big on obedience.

“When God calls there are no regrets,” she wrote in a now-famous letter found in a sealed envelope marked “Open in case of death.” Departing for the Middle East, she had left the letter with Phil Neighbors, her pastor at Valley Baptist Church in Bakersfield, Calif.

“I tried to share my heart with you as much as possible, my heart for the nations,” Watson said in the letter. “I wasn’t called to a place; I was called to Him. To obey was my objective, to suffer was expected, His glory my reward, His glory my reward.”

She had joined the wave of foreign relief workers who rushed to Iraq after U.S. and coalition forces overthrew Saddam Hussein’s regime in 2003. But relief groups didn’t realize how quickly large areas of Iraq were becoming death traps as factional attacks and terrorism mounted.

On March 15, 2004, Watson and four other Southern Baptist humanitarian workers were driving back to Mosul after a day of visiting villagers in need of clean water. Gunmen pulled alongside their vehicle and opened fire, killing Watson and co-workers Larry and Jean Elliott on the spot. David McDonnall died hours after the attack. Carrie McDonnall, David’s wife, suffered multiple wounds but recovered.

In the 2005 book, “Lives Given, Not Taken: 21st Century Southern Baptist Martyrs,” I wrote about these workers and four other Southern Baptist missionaries killed in terror attacks since 9/11. I read their letters and journals, and discussed these workers’ lives with their widows, friends, colleagues, parents and children.

Watson’s story struck the deepest chord in me. She overcame a difficult early life, a broken family, devastating losses of loved ones and years of emotional pain to become a bold and joyful servant. She packed a lifetime of loving Jesus into the nine years she knew Him as Savior before her death.

“Don’t make Karen into a saint,” urged a close friend. “She would hate that. She was pretty wild when she was young. But when she became a Christian, she turned around 180 degrees.”

So who, exactly, was Watson? One tough woman, to hear some tell it. Before becoming a believer, she ran a pool hall. Later, as a detention officer with the Kern County (California) Sheriff’s Department, she handled potentially violent jail inmates and trained other deputies to quell disorder, by force if necessary.

During her first year as a believer, she was offered the job with the Sheriff’s Department -- and she seized the opportunity. Watson had a deep sense of justice -- of right and wrong -- which had been violated many times during her years of pain. Law enforcement represented a way to try to right some of those wrongs. And as a young Christian, Watson had by no means become a quiet, retiring nun. She was in charge -- and when she felt it necessary, in your face.

“She was a straight shooter. She didn’t sugarcoat anything,” said Lt. Kevin Wright, her commanding officer and closest friend in the department. “I would hear her footsteps coming down the hall and know I was going to get a lecture about something. She would come in, close the door, sit on my desk and say, ‘We gotta talk.’”

Watson did her best at all times and expected everyone else to do the same. No slack, no excuses. Nearly everyone in the department liked her though, because she backed her words with action, commitment and loyalty. “She was the kind of person you wanted on your side when the going got rough,” Wright said.

Inmates liked her, too. She was firm, but fair. “She was compassionate with them,” Wright said. “They knew they weren’t going to pull anything over on her, that she was strict and would enforce the rules. But she was willing to listen to them.”

Once Watson gave her heart to Jesus, He began the patient process of softening her, a process revealed in the journals she kept throughout her walk with God. The journals are a series of love letters from God to her, and from her to God, recording her pursuit of Him with all of her mind, body and soul.

“I’m not going to give anything to my Lord that will cost me nothing,” she wrote, way back in 1998.

Many times during her life Watson -- like other children of broken homes -- battled anger, bitterness, depression, loneliness, perfectionism, insecurity and the compulsion to rebel against authority. She also struggled with fear throughout her time in Iraq and freely admitted it.

But courage isn’t the absence of fear, as one of her pastors reminded listeners at her funeral. Courage is the laying aside of fear to obey God, trusting Him with the consequences.

When she was assigned by IMB to help coordinate post-war relief projects in Iraq, she sold her house and car and gave away most of her other possessions -- whatever wouldn’t fit in a large duffel bag. After relief work began in earnest, she worked with others to coordinate the distribution of thousands of food boxes sent by Southern Baptist churches and the rebuilding of damaged schools, among numerous other projects. One of her most cherished ministries was the “Widows Project,” a program that helped mostly nonliterate Iraqi women learn to read, gain work skills and generate income.

“Karen built relationships everywhere she went,” a colleague said. “People remember her. They remember the light in her countenance. They remember her friendliness.”

The spiritual battle intensified for Watson as the brutally hot summer months of 2003 passed. Threats against foreign civilians were increasing. She personally experienced several close calls in the Baghdad area as bombings and street attacks mounted. Gunfire woke her up at night; sleep seldom returned. It became overwhelming.

Watson left Iraq for several months, not knowing if she would ever return. She rested -- mentally, physically and spiritually. She savored the feeling of having lunch with friends at McDonald’s without having to look over her shoulder or listen for explosions and gunfire. She studied Arabic. She spent many hours in prayer. As time passed, she confronted her anxieties about what was happening in Iraq. She studied key passages of God’s Word with close friends -- grappling once again not only with current fears but with old wounds and heartbreak.

“Lord, in all my weakness I need Your strength for the future,” she wrote in her journal.

Watson was convinced it was time to return to Iraq. Shortly before she left, she bought a beautiful gold ring with several small diamonds. The purchase surprised friends, since Karen usually saved much of her small salary and lived on next to nothing.

“It looked like a wedding band,” a friend said. “I wore a wedding band before I got married, too, to remind me that Christ was my husband, that I wasn’t alone.” She asked Watson if that was what she had in mind.

“Yes,” she replied with a radiant smile. “I guess that’s it.”

Her friend wept with everyone else when she learned of Watson’s death in Iraq only days later. Then she remembered the wedding ring, and her weeping turned to tears of celebration. “It was her wedding day. Christ had so prepared her as a bride that she was completely without blemish. I don’t know if I have ever been with anyone who was more ready to meet Him face to face.”

Only Watson -- and her beloved Bridegroom -- know all the reasons she returned to Iraq and died there. But in the end, her joyful sacrifice wasn’t for needy Iraqis.

Her sacrifice was for Jesus.

The Story of Mother Maria

John 15:13

Elizabeth Pilenko grew up in a wealthy, aristocratic Russian home at the beginning of the twentieth century. Her church had taught her about Jesus, but she could not reconcile the riches of the church with the thousands of people who died of starvation and exposure each winter.

At 18, as a student of the University of St. Petersburg, she learned of plans for the Communist revolution, but after the overthrow of the czar, she became disillusioned and fled to France.

In the midst of poverty and sorrow in Paris, Elizabeth turned to God, and the Holy Spirit began to write a beautiful letter of love on her heart. Soon she returned to the religion of her childhood and became a nun of the Russian Orthodox Church, changing her name to Mother Maria. Mother Maria was eventually able to raise enough money to open a small hospital in Paris, where she cared for orphans and the critically ill.

After the Nazis occupied France during World War II, Mother Maria began hiding Jews in her hospital and was eventually discovered and arrested by the Gestapo. Sentenced to Ravensbruck women’s concentration camp, Mother Maria was given many opportunities to minister in the mighty power of the Holy Spirit. Very few women lived through the fearfully inhumane conditions at Ravensbruck, where reportedly more than 95,000 women, including Corrie ten Boom’s sister, Betsie, died.

“One day in 1945, when women prisoners were being lined up outside the gas chamber for the fate they had come to know, a young girl began screaming with fear. As two guards moved threateningly toward her, mother Maria ran forward and put her arms around the girl’s shoulders. Then she said ‘Don’t be afraid. Look, I shall come with you’” (One Who Believed, p. 14). While Mother Maria’s captors said her death was a mistake, we read with wonder the letter of love that the Holy Spirit wrote on a Russian nun’s heart.

from Wecome Holey Spirit · Garrie F. Williams via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database martyr

If Blood Flows, You Must Listen

Proverbs 21:30

In November 1964, anarchy broke out in the Belgian Congo. Assemblies of God missionary J. W. Tucker knew he was at risk, but obediently stayed where God had placed him. One day, a mob attacked Tucker with sticks, clubs, fists, and broken bottles, killing him. Then they took his body and tossed it to the crocodiles in the Bomokande River in what is now the Democratic Republic of the Congo. Tucker had obeyed but it seemed a waste. Thirty years later, John Weidman, a close friend of Tucker’s, was in the country (by then known as Zaire) and learned how God used that missionary’s sacrifice. The Bomokande River flows through the middle of the Mangbeto tribe, a people virtually without the gospel. During a time of civil war, the Mangbeto king became distressed with the violence and appealed to the central government in Kinshasa for help. The central government responded by sending a man called the Brigadier, a well-known policeman of strong stature and reputation who came from the region of Isiro. By the way, Tucker had won the Brigadier to the Lord just two months before he was killed. The Brigadier determined to reach the Mangbetos with the gospel realizing it was the only way to peace. Being a relatively new Christian, he did his best to witness, but he was met with no response. Then one day he heard of a Mangbeto tradition that said: “If the blood of any man flows in the Bomokande River, you must listen to his message.”

This saying had been with the Mangbetos from time immemorial. The Brigadier called for the king and all the village elders. They gathered in full assembly to hear his address. He said, “Some time ago a man was killed, and his body was thrown into your Bomokande River. The crocodiles in this river ate him up. His blood flowed in your river. But before he died, he left me a message. This message concerns God’s Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, Who came to this world to save people who were sinners. Jesus died for the sins of the world; He died for my sins and your sins. I received this message, and it changed my life.”

As the Brigadier preached, the Spirit of God descended and people began to fall on their knees and cry out to the Lord. Many were converted. Since that day, thousands of Mangbetos have come to Christ and dozens of churches have opened. All this stemmed from the obedience of the man whose blood flowed in the Bomokande River. A man who did what God told him to. God is sovereign, whether we obey like J.W. Tucker or don't obey like Balaam. As Proverbs 21:30 says, “There is no wisdom, no insight, no plan that can succeed against the Lord.” How is God speaking to you today? Obey.

God, Allah & Sacrificial Love

1 John 4

The Arabic word for God is Allah, and missionaries wrestle with what to say in evangelism. For instance, should they track with the classic Campus Crusade opening, “Allah loves you and has a wonderful plan for your life”?

It seems odd, since a lot of baggage goes with that word, including its frequent use by terrorists, who shout “Allahu Akbar” (Allah is great) as they kill innocents. So some translators prefer to use the Arabic expression for “the Lord” -- Al-Rabb.

Of course, the same name can be used for two different persons, as when we find a batch of John Smiths in the phone book. Similarly, the “Allah” whose nature and works are revealed in the Bible is distinguishable from the Allah of the Quran. There are many ways to demonstrate this, but let’s take the case of God’s agape love -- as in “God is love” (1 John 4:8b).

This is not simply the acquisitive desire of eros; the friendship love of phileo; or the instinctual mothering, familial love of storge. It is the self-sacrificial love of a Father who gives up His “only begotten Son” to murderous torturers in order that a host of unsavory characters might be spared destruction.

Muslims speak of the “99 names of God,” which include references to his kindness -- expressed, for instance, as “exceeding beneficence” (Ar-Rahman), “exceeding mercy” (Ar-Rahim) and “generosity” (Al-Karim).

But these are the virtues of a potentate who has plenty of resources to spare injury to himself. In contrast, the God of the Bible exhibits a costly love not just in terms of how big a splash His generosity makes on the recipients but also in terms of the pain it causes Him in the giving.

Consider Romans 5:8, which teaches that, “God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ [God’s Son; God incarnate] died for us.”

While the Quran’s Allah shares the Christian God’s capacity to “avenge” (Al-Muntaqim) and “afflict” (Ad-Darr), he does not provide a self-sacrificial way of escape. The Muslim Jesus (Issa) is only a prophet, and his suffering no more injures God than, say, the death of John the Baptist.

Not surprisingly, this plays out in contrasting Christian and Muslim ethics. Consider the Christian, Paul, who wrote, regarding his fellow Jews, who were missing salvation, “ ... I could wish that I myself were accursed and cut off from Christ for the sake of my brothers, my kinsmen according to the flesh” (Romans 9:3).

Notice that Paul was not saying he was willing to martyr himself for entry to paradise, but rather to forego paradise if necessary.

Yes, Arab peoples are known for their hospitality to the stranger who comes to their home. These people, many of whom are Muslims, will share their food and drink even when these provisions are in short supply.

They may have to miss a meal of lamb because of their generosity. But this is a far cry from the generosity-unto-personal-ruin of which Paul speaks.

In this same vein, Christian saints and Muslim saints are of a different stamp. Muslims are inclined to venerate the warrior Mahdi, buried in Omdurman, Sudan, or the pious Sufi mystic Ali Hujwiri.

Christians, on the other hand, more readily turn to a Gianna Beretta Molla, who refused both cancer treatment and an abortion so that her child rather than she might live.

Or the missionary Jim Elliot in the book “Through Gates of Splendor,” who fired his pistol in the air to scare away his native attackers in Ecuador. His refusal to turn the pistol on these “infidels” meant the loss of his own life, since they weren’t ready to face God on high.

When your god is not willing or able to suffer real loss to help his enemies, it is not surprising when his disciples follow suit. What a difference it makes to worship the God whose personal sacrifice was horrendous, the God who set the template for self-forgetful love in service to sinners, even those who would do believers harm.

Christians Who Changed Their World: Roque González de Santa Cruz (1576-1628)

Missionaries — both Catholic and Protestant — are frequently portrayed as being tools of the colonial powers, working hand-in-glove with European states to subjugate the indigenous people of their colonies and destroying their cultures. While there is no question that this was true of some missionaries, it was not true of many others. Roque González de Santa Cruz and his successors are examples of missionaries who worked to protect native peoples and who respected their cultures while at the same time bringing Christianity to them.

Roque González was born in Asunción, Paraguay, the son of a Spanish noble family. He was a religious child who seemed destined for the priesthood. He was ordained as a priest at age 23, somewhat reluctantly since he did not think he was worthy of the office.

He had learned the Guarani language, and so he soon began doing mission work among the native peoples. In 1609, he joined the Society of Jesus to have more opportunities to engage in missionary activities and to avoid ecclesiastical promotion.

The Jesuits were relatively late arrivals to the mission fields of South America, so they were forced to do their work in the frontier areas of the colonies. This suited Fr. Roque’s interests and linguistic ability, and may have contributed to his decision to join the order.

Many of the native tribes were suspicious of missionaries. They were afraid that if the priests came in, hordes of Europeans would follow. Fr. Roque worked very hard at building trust with the tribes, and so he and a few other Jesuits were allowed to begin to minister in the area.

At this point, the Spanish colonists were abusing and enslaving the natives (contrary to Spanish law), and the Portuguese were even worse. The Jesuits saw the oppression of the natives as a real impediment to conversion, and so with the blessing of the Crown they began to create “reductions,” that is, communities of native peoples who would be protected from molestation by the colonial powers. The earliest reduction was the Loreta Reduction, founded on the Rio Paranápanema in 1609; the next, the Reduction San Ingacio Guazú, was founded in 1611 by Roque González.

These reductions were autonomous native communities governed by the Jesuits and native chiefs. Unlike most reductions, which forced the native peoples to adopt European customs, the Jesuit reductions allowed their inhabitants to hold on to much of their traditional culture.

The Jesuit reductions had a solid economic foundation built on communal farming combined with private property. They eventually also developed a wide range of manufacturing and crafts, including making fine musical instruments which were exported to Europe. The reductions thus became economically successful communities operating autonomously within the Spanish colonial empire.

Most importantly, the reductions provided protection against European slavers and other marauders. As a result, entire bands of native people flocked to the reductions, which collectively reached a population of 80,000 or more.

Fr. Roque described the Reduction San Ignacio Guazú as follows:

This town had to be built from its very foundations. In order to do away with occasions of sin, I decided to build it in the style of the Spaniards, so that everyone should have his own house, with fixed boundaries and a corresponding yard. This system prevents easy access from one house to another, which used to be the case and which gave occasion for drunken orgies and other evils.

A church and parish house are being erected for our needs. Comfortable and enclosed with an adobe wall, the houses are built with cedar girders — cedar is very common wood here. We have worked hard to arrange all this. But with even greater zest and energy — in fact with all our strength — we have worked to build temples to Our Lord, not only those made by hands but spiritual temples as well, namely the souls of these Indians.

On Sundays and feast days we preach during mass, explaining the catechism beforehand with equal concern for boys and girls. The adults are instructed in separate groups of about 150 men and the same number of women. Shortly after lunch, we teach them reading and writing for about two hours.

There are still many non-Christians in this town. So every month we choose those best prepared. ... Among the 120 or so adults baptized this year there were several elderly shamans.[1] Because of the demands of planting and harvesting all cannot be baptized at the same time.

Not content with building one reduction to reach the native population, Fr. Roque went on to found six additional reductions in the region.

The Jesuit reductions were very successful — so successful that they began to attract the unwanted attention of the colonial powers. Some of the reductions were in Portuguese territories, and Portugal had no qualms about enslaving the native peoples. As a result, these reductions were often attacked by slavers. In 1630 alone, it is estimated that 30,000 natives were killed or enslaved.

The following year, the Jesuits moved the reductions out of Portuguese territory to Uruguay and gained permission from the crown to develop militias to defend them against the slavers. In 1641, Portuguese slavers crossed the border to raid the reductions but they were soundly defeated by the local militia. The militia’s cavalry was particularly effective. They wore European-style uniforms and carried bows and arrows along with muskets.

The Treaty of Madrid (1750) ceded yet more Spanish territory to Portugal, placing more of the reductions into Portuguese territory. The Jesuits once again tried to move the populace, but Sepé Tiaraju, a mission-born Guarani, led a revolt against the Spanish. The Guarani were so successful that the Spanish were forced to sign an armistice with them. Two years later, however, a combined Spanish-Portuguese army crushed the Guarani militia, killing an estimated 1,500 Indians.

The colonial powers now considered the Jesuits and the reductions a threat. In 1767, the Jesuits were expelled from Spanish territories, and in the aftermath the reductions withered away or were absorbed into colonial culture.

Fr. Roque did not live to see these developments, however.

In 1628, Fr. Roque was joined by two young Spanish Jesuits, Alonso Rodriguez and Juan de Castillo. They founded a reduction named Asuncion de Iyui on the Ijuhi river. Leaving Fr. Castillo there, Fr. Roque and Fr. Rodriguez pushed on into what is now Brazil and founded a reduction at Caaro.

Unfortunately, Ñezú, one of the local shamans opposed the Jesuits, attempted to move into his area. Apparently, the Jesuits were so successful in converting the natives that they were eroding Ñezú’s position in the region. He incited Nheçu, the chief of the tribe, to attack the Jesuits at their newly constructed church. Fr. Roque was raising a bell into the tower when one of the tribesmen snuck up behind him and killed him with a tomahawk. Fr. Rodriguez heard the noise and came in to investigate. He was struck down as well and the church burned. Nheçu then led his men upriver, where they attacked Fr. Castillo. He was tied up, beaten, and stoned to death.

They were recognized as martyrs and officially canonized by Pope John Paul II in 1988.

Fr. Roque and the Jesuits with him worked very hard to balance three sometimes conflicting aims: convert the Indians, bring in the best parts of European culture to improve their lives, and allow as much of the native culture as possible to shape the life of the community. They have been criticized for being excessively paternalistic or for creating a theocratic tyranny, but in the period even such anti-Catholic and anti-Jesuit authors such as Voltaire and Rousseau praised the freedom and autonomy of the reductions. And considering the alternative was slaughter or enslavement, the reductions were an important step in trying to protect the native peoples from the worst depredations of the colonists. It is thus unfair to criticize them for not doing things the way we would have liked them to.

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The Last Testament of A Beheaded Christian

Luke 23:34

Christian de Chergé was a French Catholic monk and the Trappist prior of the Tibhirine monastery in Algeria. With the rise of radical Islam in 1993, Father Chergé knew that his life was in danger. But instead of leaving Algeria, Father Chergé chose to stay and continue his witness to the gospel of Jesus Christ. On May 24, 1996, Father Chergé was beheaded by Muslim radicals. Anticipating his death, Father Chergé had left a testament with his family to be read upon the event of his murder. The testament in part reads:

“If it should happen one day — and it could be today — that I become a victim of the terrorism which now seems ready to encompass all the foreigners living in Algeria, I would like my community, my Church, my family, to remember that my life was given to God and to this country. I ask them to accept that the One Master of all life was not a stranger to this brutal departure. I ask them to pray for me: for how could I be found worthy of such an offering? I ask them to be able to associate such a death with the many other deaths that were just as violent, but forgotten through indifference and anonymity.

My life has no more value than any other. Nor any less value. In any case, it has not the innocence of childhood. I have lived long enough to know that I share in the evil which seems, alas, to prevail in the world, even in that which would strike me blindly. I should like, when the time comes, to have a clear space which would allow me to beg forgiveness of God and of all my fellow human beings, and at the same time to forgive with all my heart the one who would strike me down.

Obviously, my death will justify the opinion of all those who dismissed me as naïve or idealistic: ‘Let him tell us what he thinks now.’ But such people should know that my death will satisfy my most burning curiosity. At last, I will be able — if God pleases — to see the children of Islam as He sees them, illuminated in the glory of Christ, sharing in the gift of God’s Passion and of the Spirit, whose secret joy will always be to bring forth our common humanity amidst our differences.

I give thanks to God for this life, completely mine yet completely theirs, too, to God, who wanted it for joy against, and in spite of, all odds. In this Thank You — which says everything about my life — I include you, my friends past and present, and those friends who will be here at the side of my mother and father, of my sisters and brothers — thank you a thousandfold.

And to you, too, my friend of the last moment, who will not know what you are doing. Yes, for you, too I wish this thank-you, this ‘Adieu,’ whose image is in you also, that we may meet in heaven, like happy thieves, if it pleases God, our common Father. Amen!”

– Father Christian de Chergé

Christian de Chergé lived as a citizen of the kingdom of God. The manner in which he died and the testament he left behind is the only Christian response to militant Islam I can think of which is faithful to Jesus Christ. Father de Chergé does not call for his blood to be avenged, but like his Savior, Father de Chergé prays for the forgiveness of his murderer and speaks of him as “my friend of the last moment, who will not know what you are doing.” In his martyr’s testament Father de Chergé bids his murder “Adieu” and hopes that they might meet in heaven “like happy thieves.” This is beautiful. The kind of beauty that can save the world. Father de Chergé lived a beautiful life and in his death overcame Satan by the blood of the Lamb and the word of his testimony. Christian Chergé would rather die following the way of the Lamb than follow the way of the Beast.

Amazon Grace

Acts 13:1

THE FIRST ONE IN THE POT.

Just like the Shipibo students in Lima, Amazon tribes are doing a balancing act between centuries-old customs and encroaching Westernization. Certain anthropologists, scholars, and opponents of Christianity sometimes blast the missionaries as “changing” the culture of the native groups. To be sure, some missionaries have made cultural gaffes. But native groups in the Amazon will make contact with Western culture eventually. And certainly it is better for them to meet Christ-bearing missionaries before they encounter the often-greedy oil and lumber companies, drug traffickers, or land-grabbers.

Jungle missions rarely involve personal glory. The work is filled with mundane tasks accomplished under difficult conditions and far from the public eye. Yet the jungle is filled with spiritual heroes. A Shipibo told me his uncle died from a poisonous snakebite while going to preach at an unreached village. The five U.S. missionaries killed by Ecuadorian Waorani (Aucas) in the 1950s made more headlines, but this Shipibo evangelist was just as much a martyr.

After all is said and written, even the most hardened critic would have trouble discounting the impact of Christianity in the Peruvian Amazon. Christianity has changed hearts and attitudes. Since embracing faith in Christ, “The Ashaninka men are more tender with their wives and children,” says Paul Friesen. “Also, there is a consciousness of sin, not perfection. The Word of God has convicted them.”

The gospel has also opened new horizons on the world and education. Inevitably, schools and literacy have followed the missionaries and the gospel. Evangelicals in the jungle (and Latin America in general) have learned leadership skills through their church responsibilities and often end up becoming community leaders as well.

All this happened among people who were previously “fearful, aggressive, illiterate, and animistic and whose only contacts with outsiders were marked by violence,” an SIL official wrote, describing one jungle group, the Matses, transformed by Christianity.

Now that is what jungle missions are really like: God blessing human efforts and transforming lives. Native believers have problems like Christians anywhere else, but they, more than most, can appreciate the difference between “before” and “after” Christ.

An anthropologist recently visited the Bora people and started criticizing the Christian missionaries, SIL’s Wes Thiesen told me. “Christianity is for the white man,” the anthropologist said. “You people should go back to your old religion and your old ways.”

An indignant Bora church leader, remembering the old days, eyed the anthropologist. “Yes, and if we did, you’d be the first one in the pot.”

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John Maust is the director of training at Media Associates International in Bloomingdale, Illinois. He previously served as editor for the Latin America Evangelist.

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Facing death is A witness

Judy Anderson, whose husband is the West Africa Director of the World Relief Corporation, grew up as the daughter of missionaries in Zaire. As a little girl, she went to a day-long rally celebrating the one-hundredth anniversary of Christian missionaries coming to that part of Zaire. After a full day of long speeches and music, an old man came before the crowd and insisted that he be allowed to speak. He said he soon would die, and that he alone had some important information. If he did not speak, that information would go with him to his grave.

He explained that when Christian missionaries came a hundred years before, his people thought the missionaries were strange and their message unusual. The tribal leaders decided to test the missionaries by slowly poisoning them to death. Over a period of months and years, missionary children died one by one. Then the old man said, "It was as we watched how they died that we decided we wanted to live as Christians."

That story had gone untold for one hundred years. Those who died painful, strange deaths never knew why they were dying or what the impact of their lives and deaths would be. They stayed because they trusted Jesus Christ.

-Leith Anderson; Eden Prairie, Minnesota

Martyred Missionary To the American Indians

John 3:36

I have been reading lately the biography of Dr. Marcus Whitman, pioneer missionary to the Indians in Old Oregon. It is a most impressive story, more of which you doubtless hear from me as time goes by. However, I want you to consider just one question about him today. Why did he go?

He left a successful medical practice in New York State.

He took his bride across the Rocky Mountains, never to see her family again.

He suffered a primitive life, even by 1830s standards.

He went to a tribe of only 400 people, the Cayuse.

He suffered a martyr's death.

Why did he go?

A story caught his attention - four Indians from the tribes he went to win had heard about the Christian religion. They traveled to St Louis to enquire after the white man's religion and ask for teachers.

A preacher named Parker read the story and began a call for a mission and missionaries. He and Whitman went out on a survey trip in 1835. At the great mountain man Rendezvous that summer, Whitman met some of these Indians himself. One of the chiefs said to them that "He had heard from white men a little about God, which had only gone into his ears; he wished to know enough to have it go down into his heart, to influence his life, and to teach his people."

Why did Whitman return, marry his fiancé, and go again to the Indians?

Because he knew that "he that believeth not the Son of God shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him."

from Marcus and Narcissa Whitman and the Opening of Old Oregon · Clifford M. Drury via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database missionsmartyrsacrifice

Chrysostom's Courage

Greatest preacher 1,600 years ago - Chrysostom. “Golden mouthed.” Very popular with people, and a brilliant scholar.

Chrysostom was bold when it came to condemning sin and he was called before the Emperor, whom he had offended. He threatened Chrysostom with exile unless he apologized. Chrysostom replied, “You cannot exile me because this world is my father's house.”

“I will kill you,” said the Emperor. “No, you cannot, because my life is hid with Christ in God.”

“I will take away your treasures.” “No, you cannot, for my treasure is in heaven and my heart is there.”

The Emperor was furious at this point. “I will drive you away from man and you shall have no friend left.” “No, you cannot, for I have a friend in heaven from whom you cannot separate me... “I defy you; for there is nothing that you can do to hurt me!”

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From Henry Hart Milman, “History of Christianity,” (New York: Crowell, 1881), 4:144

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