Lord Jesus, forgive me for not declaring your glory as much as I should.
In James 1:2, it says "Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds,…"
How many of us Christians do that? Probably not much, at least in the Western World. We're too spoilt, too selfish, too well fed and clothed to appreciate what it means to truly have a "trial".
I was reading a book today called "Tortured for Christ" by Richard Wurmbrand, a Romanian pastor who witnessed the terrible atrocities committed by the Russian Communists as they took over Romania in the 1940's. And there, I had a glimpse of what real suffering looked like.
I would like to share with you one particularly touching story:
A pastor by the name of Florescu was tortured with red hot iron pokers and with knives. He was beaten very badly. Then starving rats were driven into his cell through a large pipe. He could not sleep, but had to defend himself all the time. If he rested a moment, the rats would attack him.
He was forced to stand for two weeks, day and night. The communists wished to compel him to betray his brethren, but he resisted steadfastly. In the end, they brought his fourteen-year-old son and began to whip the boy in front of the father, saying that they would continue to beat him until the pastor said what they wished him to say. The poor man was half mad. He bore it as long as he could. When he could not stand it any more, he cried to his son: "Alexander, I must say what they want! I can't bear your beating any more!"
The son answered: "Father, don't do to me the injustice to have a traitor as a parent. Withstand! If they kill me, I will die with the words, 'Jesus and my fatherland'." The communists, enraged, fell upon the child and beat him to death, with blood spattered over the walls of the cell. He died praising God. Our dear brother Florescu was never the same after seeing this.
Puts things into perspective doesn't it? When I first read this, I wanted to cry. For me, my greatest "burdens" were things like "What would my future career be like?", "Oh, I feel so lonely, I need my friends.", "Oh I wonder if I can balance my budget so that I can still save a little bit to buy a house". What petty, stupid, cares and concerns! These people, who still suffer in the same way today, are daily faced with the concerns of whether they will die, whether their children will be tortured in front of them, whether their friends and family will be harmed because of being associated with a Christian. How petty are the concerns of us Christians living in this luxurious Western world.
And yet, their response is amazing; they have so much more joy than we do with all our comforts.
When I look back on the fourteen years of prison, it was sometimes a very happy time. Other prisoners and even the guards very often wondered at how happy Christians could be under most terrible circumstances. We could not be prevented from singing, although we were beaten for this. I imagine that nightingales too would sing, even if they knew that after finishing the song they would be killed for it. Christians in prison danced for joy. How could they be so happy under such tragic conditions?
Earlier in the book, Richard recounted this :
The following scene happened more times than I can remember: A brother was preaching to the other prisoners when the guards suddenly burst in surprising him half way through a phrase. They hauled him down the corridor to the "beating room". After what seemed an endless beating, they brought him back and threw him - bloody and bruised - on to the prison floor. Slowly, he picked his battered body up, painfully straightened his clothing and said, "Now, brethren, where did I leave off when I was interrupted?" He continued his Gospel message!
Ah! If only we can learn to be as faithful as they are, so that we can truly consider it PURE JOY when we come through all sorts of trials and afflictions for the cause of Christ.
May the Love of Christ overwhelm and overfill you, so that you will bring glory to God in all occasions.
Btw if you're interested in reading this book, let me know :)