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Monday, March 22, 2010

On Sacrifice

David Livingstone, a Scottish medical missionary to Africa from 1840 to his death in Zambia in 1863 had this to say about why he did what he did.

"For my own part I have never ceased to rejoice that God has appointed me to such an office. People talk of sacrifice I have made in spending so much of my life in Africa. Can that be called a sacrifice which is simply paying back a small part of debt I owe to God, which I can never repay?
"Is that a sacrifice which brings its own blest reward in healthful activity, the consciousness of doing good, peace of mind, and a bright hope of a glorious destiny hereafter? Away with the word! And with such a thought! It is emphatically no sacrifice. Say rather it is a privilege.
"Anxiety, sickness, suffering, or danger, now and then, with a foregoing of the common convenience and charities of this life, may make us pause, and cause the spirit to waver, and the soul to sink, but this is only for a moment.
"All these are nothing when compared with the glory which shall hereafter be revealed in and for us.

"I never made a sacrifice. "

David Livingstone from 'Dr Livingstone's Cambridge Lectures' (1860)

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

The First Step Out

This blog has not been started without considerable trepidation. If you know me at all, you know I am not one of many words. Maybe because I have nothing to say; maybe because others say it better. Nonetheless, I hope this can be a way to connect you and me: travelers along the narrow path leading deep into the riches of God’s grace, truth and mercy.

Many sources have inspired me in the creation of this tiny blip on the internet. I think of Micah 6:8 telling us to do, love and walk in justice, kindness, and humility with God. It is the desire of my heart to do these three things well, and to encourage others to that end.

I remember Peter in the storm-ravaged boat who understood it was safer to climb out of the boat and walk on the raging sea with Jesus rather than cling to the mast with a false sense of security. Oh, that I will not hesitate to take that step forward when He calls. Isn’t the center of His will truly the best place to be?

I can’t help but mull over the words John Kent penned in 1827.
Sovereign grace, o’er sin abounding!
Ransomed souls, the tidings swell;
‘Tis a deep that knows no sounding;
Who its breadth or length can tell?
On its glories,
May my soul for ever dwell.

Indeed, the grace made available to us through Christ’s cross is deep and the current is strong. It is here that I intend to sound the depths and explore the fullness of His grace as I prepare for ministry in Asia. I need to step out of my own boat and into the unknown with Jesus. Though the footing seems unsure, I will fix my eyes on Jesus and walk. It is here that I’d like to experience this with you. Will you come along with me as a fellow sojourner?

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