A friend of mine teaches Bible in an African country and college which I won’t name for safety reasons. Here’s a recent report:
On the first Sunday morning of the New Year we sat in a church partly burned in the latest Crisis. From our pew we could see a charred hole in the ceiling and remnants of the fire on scrubbed walls behind the pulpit.
During the service we heard the sounds of ironworkers in the Muslim neighborhood and saw the peddlers’ wheelbarrows going by the open doors.
We listened to a sermon about the Apostle Paul who had persecuted the church before his conversion to Christ, and we sat in a church that had suffered a similar persecution nearly 2,000 years later and a continent away.
The church was reopened only recently, and after the service some spoke about repainting the burnt walls. That will cheer things up! But I hope they leave the scars of persecution in the ceiling. It’s easy to forget that today’s persecutor can become tomorrow’s apostle.
“But I hope they leave the scars of persecution….”
Can you wrap your mind around that?
“It’s easy to forget that today’s persecutor can become tomorrow’s apostle.”
Only because God offers reasonable hope.