Many of the tribes we will be working with in Northern
Mozambique are Muslim. In preparation for living there, we are doing training this week to learn about Islam and how to build
relationships and effectively share Christ's love in those environments.
Besides all the training, we got to meet one of the
other MAF families headed to Mozambique and we are getting to know them a little this week, as well
as Christians from around the world who God is using in amazing ways. Tuesday night a group of American’s, Koreans,
a Pastor from India, and another pastor from Sierra Leone spent a long time
praying for our family, and it was very exciting and humbling.
There is a lot about Muslims I did not know. This week I have been challenged, convicted,
saddened, and inspired all at the same time.
There are on average three Christian missionaries working with every one
million Muslims. In North America there
are about seven million. I have never
had a meaningful conversation with one.
Almost none of us have. Ninety-nine
percent of Muslim international students never enter an American home. I am hearing stories of people doing little
things, who go over and are welcomed into houses, and are told they are the
first Americans to ever visit. One women
just said a simple prayer after they met and talked a little, and the women who
was prayed for cried, because no one had ever prayed for her before. Many of them come from restricted access
countries where it is next to impossible for them to hear the gospel, even
though the Qur’an claims the New Testament as a Holy Book of Islam. They come here, and we have ignored
them. They come from a culture that is
extremely hospitable, and they find our doors shut and locked. And I have been a part of that.
They are told America is a Christian nation. That might be all they know of Christianity,
and most have never met a Christian (that they engaged with long enough to know
anyway). To them the adjectives of
Christian and American are synonyms, so playboy is a Christian magazine. Please consider what you are doing to the
cause of Christ if you call America a Christian nation, but do not feel
too good if you do not, because until they meet you they will continue to see
Christianity as whatever they see as American in Hollywood.
I have also been overwhelmed with testimonies this week from people who grew up Muslim, some devout. Despite the overall apathy we have shown, more have come to Christ in the last decade than in the previous 1400 years combined. It does not take super Christians to build friendships, Christians who were unprepared made huge impacts in their lives just by loving them and being willing to go where they are. God is moving. Many of the Muslim background believers I have met this week came to Christ largely through dreams and visions. Their stories are amazing, but I do not want the rocks and the trees crying out because I have been silent. Even in the dreams and vision stories God is working through believers. Often God sends the dreams after someone starts praying for them.
Today we learned a little about the Israeli-Palestinian
conflict. We heard from a Jew who grew up Zionist, a Palestinian who grew up Muslim and whose father lost
everything in 1948, and a Lebanese from a Christian background who grew up
hating both as his friends and relatives died in the conflict. They, and their families, have been through incredible tragedies.
And yet they all stood at the front of class today as brothers and
explained the conflict as it relates to the cause of Christ, without taking sides. Their love in Christ trumps all of that, and
at the end they prayed together for those who used to be their enemies. It was amazing. Beauty for ashes . . . that is what my God is
doing, and if that does not give you hope, I do not know what will.
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