I'm a missionary in an incredibly beautiful place, a picture puzzle; if you will. Some might wonder...
"Why mission work in Europe (i.e. Germany)? There is no lack of food, people are educated, clothing is sufficient, life is good in Germany.
I must admit, I questioned it too. But, I was called, and as Oswald says: "Never choose to be a worker, but if God has put his call on you, woe be to you if you turn to the right hand or the left."
"Why Europe?" you might ask, "the need isn't great." You are right, the physical necessaties they 'got'!
Germany has oh so many things that I admire.
- I like the way that life stops at 12:00 noon and doesn't start again until 2:00 pm.
- I like that stores close and families walk around on Sunday afternoons TOGETHER.
- I like that men and women hold hands, walk, talk, have a coffee, sit and visit, bring flowers, grow flowers.
- I like that Walmart went out of business here - because it didn't meet the needs of the people.
- I like that you can drive as fast as you want on many miles of the Autobahn.
- I like that I can actually enjoy a train ride and not pay for gas. I can read a book, or do my homework instead of driving.
- I like that when I listen to conversations (in restaurants, on the Zug, in the street) I hear German, French, Swiss/German, Italian, Spanish, Russian, and even every once in a while English.
- I like that eating is considered a social event - with not much food - but lots of talking.
- I like that I can walk around in the larger town north of me, the town I work in, and even my own hometown at all hours of the night and not be afraid that I will be harmed in any way.
Yes, there are many good things about this place. One might actually think that Germany doesn't need a missionary to come, live, work, minister, or even pray.
UNTIL, you have been here for a while. After scratching the surface of the 'looks' of things. One finds a very hollow Germany. A Germany that is trying desparately to 'hold it all together.' A Germany that is cracking under the many years of rebellion against God. God is not only old fashioned, the majority of young people in Germany have never even heard the name of Jesus Christ, except as used in movies as a 'curse.'
Recently, there was a news cast from Germany asking young people on the street who Jesus was. They didn't know.
A far cry from Luther, don't you think?
When looking at the reality of missions, I must go to the call that Jesus left us with. You know the one. The great commission, "Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and low, I am with you always, even to the end of the age." Matt 28:18-20
Jesus doesn't say,
- "Go and give the people food." even though this is an incredibly important thing to do.
He doesn't say,
- "Go and make sure that people have clothes to wear." even though we need to do this.
He doesn't say,
- "Go and make sure that people have a roof over their heads." even though it is unthinkable to walk away from helping those without a home.
He doesn't say,
- "Stick to the 10/40 window" even though it is important for those to know Him. (hope I'm not stepping on too many toes here - but covering the 10/40 window does not ensure the coming of the Jesus we know and love. - all means all - those of you in the USA - that means you too. :0))
He said: "Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I commanded you."
When looking at the reality of need. People NEED Jesus. The need is not to elavate people to a certain status, health, or cultural acceptance. The NEED is Jesus.
I am a simple woman - I don't know much - but I do know that I would rather be here, away from all that I know and love on this earth - willing to share HIM to those who have long since buried Him with their forefathers.
Taking one step of faith moment by moment.
Desiring to be obedient in this walk of life.
Searching the scriptures, singing His praise, weeping for those that know Him not. Those that live above me, beside me, under me, around me.
Please Lord, give me this language.