Posts Tagged ‘missionaries’

The Truth About Missionaries

Friday, January 13th, 2012

My husband and I have been involved in career missions for nearly 20 years. We spent three years in Nepal, 11 years at Camp Homewood off Vancouver Island, and we’ve worked with International Messengers with a focus on Eastern Europe for the past 4½ years.

The past two decades have been a white-knuckle ride in many ways, but a journey I wouldn’t trade for anything. I’ve met some incredible people and learned more than a few rich life lessons from them along the way. One of those lessons—the truth about missionaries:

  • They’re strong-willed. God hard-wired them so. Without a strong will, they’d either kiss the field goodbye when the going gets rough or they’d never consider missions in the first place.
  • They’re brave. I know several individuals/couples working in closed countries. Their visas could be revoked and they’d be uprooted at any time, yet they’re willing to live in uncertainty and potential danger. And speaking of danger, how about driving conditions in other countries where rules of the road don’t mean much? I remember bus rides in the Himalayan mountain where we rumbled across landslides, screeched around hairpin curves, and chugged to altitudes on roads that guaranteed certain death if the driver made a mistake or the brakes failed.
  • They’re intelligent. It takes smarts to learn other languages and to connect with people from other cultures and backgrounds.
  • They’re flexible. They adapt to life without familiar conveniences. They adjust to different perspectives about the concept of time. They function in cultures where promises don’t stick.
  • They’re humble. They know they can’t fulfill their calling in their own strength. They’re okay with admitting their dependency on God for wisdom, safety, health, and finances.
  • They’re overworked. Ever wonder why you don’t hear from your missionaries more often? It’s because they’re struggling to balance family life with ministry demands with the time it takes to perform simple, routine tasks to survive. They’d love to holiday for a break, but finances are usually too tight. And so they plug on albeit weary in head and heart.
  • They’re imperfect. Missionaries make mistakes. They sometimes say things they regret. They sometimes struggle in their marriages. They sometimes struggle to maintain spiritual freshness. And they often struggle in their relationships with coworkers. (That’s where the strong-willed characteristic isn’t a plus).
  • They’re rare. “When he (Jesus) saw the crowds, he had compassion on them because they were confused and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. He said to his disciples, ‘The harvest is great, but the workers are few. So pray to the Lord who is in charge of the harvest; ask him to send more workers into his fields.’” (Matt. 9:36-38)

Pray for missionaries, please. And pray for more of them.  The harvest is great; the workers are few. Will you send? Will you go?

(Hey, have I got an opportunity for you! International Messengers Canada and USA are seeking summer volunteers for two-week commitments in Eastern Europe. Check out www.im-canada.ca)

God Provides

Friday, June 24th, 2011

Is there something for which you need specific provision? Take heart! God can provide.

Gotta love the story in 2 Kings 3:16-18. Three kings had banded together to attack a neighboring king. Trouble was, their plans took them on a roundabout trip through the wilderness for a week, and they couldn’t find water for themselves or their animals during that time.  In despair, they contacted Elisha and asked for his insights on the situation. Here’s what he said:

“’This valley will be filled with pools of water. You will see neither wind nor rain,’ says the LORD, ‘but this valley will be filled with water. You will have plenty for yourselves and your cattle and other animals. But this is only a simple thing for the LORD, for he will make you victorious over the army of Moab.’”

God knew the kings’ need for water, and He was able to provide in ways that surpassed human understanding. Verse 20 says, “ The next day at about the time when the morning sacrifice was offered, water suddenly appeared!”

Exciting, eh?

Have you ever experienced God’s provision in a miraculous way? Our family has. Having lived as missionaries on faith support for 18 years, we’ve had plenty of opportunity. Like when a national postal strike kept our support cheques from arriving and I didn’t know how I’d buy food to feed our family and guests who planned to visit one Sunday afternoon.

What happened? When those guests showed up, they brought several bags of groceries because, they said, they felt they should that. They had no clue beforehand of how tight our finances were due to the strike. A situation that looked impossible for us was a simple fix for the Lord.

God provides in creative ways.

Every time I’m tempted to stress over a lack of some sort or other, I remember that God knows my needs. I then express my concerns to Him, thank Him in advance for provision, and then watch with expectancy to how He answers. The creativity with which He provides never ceases to amaze me.

That’s only one example. I could go on and on. But I’d love to hear your stories. How has God provided for you when the situation seemed impossible?

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Laughter — A Missionary’s Must-Have

Thursday, March 25th, 2010

Nativity scene outside our hotel

Our train rocks and rolls as we travel from Krakow to Warsaw on Tuesday evening. Darkness has fallen and we’ve settled in for a three-hour ride. We’ll spend the night at the home of an IM couple – he’s a pastor and she’s a renowned Polish artist. I’m looking forward to seeing some of her paintings. On Wednesday morning we’ll fly to Odessa for the next and final leg of this trip.

During our singles’ retreat, several of the young women shared stories about their cross-cultural experiences. One told of having her hair cut and colored. All went according to plan until the electricity blacked out minutes after the hair stylist applied the color solution.

“Oh-oh,” said the stylist. “We have no water now. I cannot rinse your hair.”

You’ve gotta be kidding, thought our missionary gal. Visions of bright orange locks popped into her head.

The stylist must have sensed my friend’s apprehension, so she turned to another customer and asked her to walk to a nearby store and buy bottled water. Before that woman returned, however, the stylist remembered that the shop’s water supply was not affected by a power outage as she’d originally thought. She told my friend to lean over a sink and then she proceeded to rinse her hair.

At this point in the story, my friend burst into laughter. “The water was frigid,” she said. “My teeth chattered. Goosebumps stood a mile high. Thankfully we got the color rinsed out. Then came the haircut – in the dark, guided only by the glow of the lamp post across the street.”

Others told accounts of traveling on the wrong trains because their language skills weren’t adequate to understand the loudspeaker announcements at the station, or of living in flats plagued by mildew. One gal told about meeting the requirements necessary to acquire a visa for her host country. We didn’t know whether to laugh or cry on her behalf.

“A chest x-ray is needed to get a visa,” she said. “And so, I reported to the appropriate office for my appointment. The technician – a man – told me to strip to the waist. I waited for him to give me a gown, but none came.” Several of us listening to her story gasped in disbelief. In North American hospitals or clinics, a gown would be a given. Obviously that’s not the rule everywhere.

“What did you do?” we asked.

“Tried to act natural,” she said. “What else could I do? Granted, it was a little awkward when he led me to a different room where another male technician waited for us.”

And so the stories continued. We shared laughter, and we agreed that a sense of humor is essential for living in a foreign country. Perhaps the man who said that laughter works like a medicine had missionaries in mind.  

Easter decorations inside our hotel

Banking Boo-Boos, and Bye-Bye

Thursday, March 12th, 2009
At the end of a long journey...

At the end of a long journey...

Journal Entry for Monday, February 16

 From a Romanian village back to the bustling city of Bucharest. Today Darlis and I went shopping with Jill, another IM missionary. Bless her heart – that woman’s driving skills surpass anything I’ve ever seen. Let’s just say she’s very, very good. And I was very, very thankful that SHE was the one driving in the city…not yours truly. I’m sure I would have gotten us killed in the process of trying to figure out which lane to use.

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