Love Your Enemies!

BUSIN053“Oh, this is too hard!” Sarah exclaimed throwing the book she was reading down.

“What’s that?” Uncle Jeff exclaimed as he walked into the room, “What do you mean it’s too hard? Is that your Bible Study book you are reading again?”

“Yes, it is,” Sarah replied, “and just listen to what it is saying now….’Love your enemies, and do good to those who hate you!’ How can we do that Uncle Jeff? All I want to do is to sock them one and pay them back!”

“Well, I can understand that”, said Uncle Jeff, “But what chance would we have if God had done that to us? The Bible says that He gives the sun and the rain to ALL people, both the good and the bad!”

“Yes, and then it goes on to say if someone borrows something from you and doesn’t give it back we aren’t to ask for it back, and if someone picks on you, you are to be nice to them. All I want to do is the do the same to them!”

“Well,” Uncle Jeff said slowly, “I know what you mean, but I can tell you this, that if you pray for someone who has been mean to you instead of paying them back, it mightn’t change them, but it WILL change you and how you feel towards them! I’ll tell you a story about this sort of thing….”

“This is a true story and happened about a hundred years ago to my mother’s aunt and uncle.  Aunt and Uncle were good church going people and never missed going to Sunday services. Next door changed hands and the new people didn’t like Christians at all, and were really nasty to them, calling them names as Aunt and Uncle drove past in their buggy to church, and throwing rubbish over the fence into their garden.

It really got to Aunt, and one day she said to Uncle, ‘What are we going to do about these horrid neighbours?’

‘Well,’ he said, ‘There’s only one thing we can do and that is to pray for them!’

“I don’t feel a bit like it’, Aunt said.

So they made a point of praying for them every morning at the breakfast table. But the neighbours still went on being horrid and nasty. Then Aunt discovered she was having a new baby, and so was the other lady next door. When the babies were born, Aunt found she had a lot of milk to feed her baby on, but the neighbour lady couldn’t seem to make milk. You must remember this was in the days before you could go to the shop and buy baby foods. Aunt’s baby was growing and happy, but the other one was getting thinner and thinner and was always crying and fretful.

In the end, the husband came across to Uncle looking a bit shamefaced, and said, ‘Is there some way you can help us? Our baby is not growing at all and I’m afraid it might get sick and die.’

Aunt and Uncle talked it over, and then Uncle went next door and said, ’We’ve decided  that since Mum has plenty of milk for our little one, she will feed your baby for you on one condition.’

‘What’s that?’ the neighbour said.

‘You must come and live with us and have your meals with us and listen while we read the Bible after we’ve eaten dinner at night, and breakfast in the morning, and Mum will feed your little one for you.’

The neighbour man didn’t like this idea much, but they were desperate about the condition of their baby, so they agreed, and then moved in.”

“Wow!” said Sarah, “That wouldn’t have been easy!”

“No, it wasn’t, Uncle and Aunt were still praying for these neighbours, and this helped them to be kind and put up with the grumpiness of the husband.”

“So what happened?” Sarah asked.

“The neighbours’ baby soon stopped being cross and it started to grow and become a happy little thing. Aunt got quite fond of it as she fed it every meal time. The babies grew together and soon began to talk baby talk to each other. After a couple of months of Aunt and Uncle being kind and helpful to these people, the neighbours began to ask questions about the Bible stories that Uncle was reading to them. Over the next few months, the ladies became fond of each other too, and one day both the neighbours became Christians and trusted in the Lord Jesus Christ for themselves. Wasn’t that wonderful? And all because Aunt and Uncle did what Jesus was talking about in this passage that you said was too hard to do!”

“What happened in the end?” Sarah asked.

“Well, the babies were both able to start eating mashed vegetables, and didn’t need mother’s milk the same way, so the neighbours moved back to their own house. Now, instead of being mean and nasty to Aunt and Uncle, they became the best of friends and all went off to church together each Sunday. So you see Sarah, it DOES pay to pray for your enemies and you will find it easier to do kind things for them,” said Uncle Jeff.

“Did you ever know this Uncle and Aunt, Uncle Jeff?” Sarah asked.

“No, I didn’t meet them, it was before my time,” Uncle Jeff said, “But my mother often talked about them and reminded us to be nice to those who are nasty to us, because you never know what God will do for them!”

 

 

 

Blessings and Woes.

PEFAM039   The fire was roaring up the chimney making a nice  cosy  glow in the room. The family had had a good meal of the fish that Uncle Jeff had caught and everyone was busy in the living room doing different things. Dad was reading the newspaper in his favourite chair , Mum was doing some ironing near the table, Bobby and Betty were lounging on the couch and Sarah was back there  in her favourite position.

Uncle Jeff sat down on the floor beside her and said, “We didn’t quite finish that part of the book you were reading before did we. What was the next bit about?”

“The next part would be so hard to do,” Sarah said, “It says that you will be happy when people laugh at you for what you believe and say nasty things about you. I don’t think I could be happy if that happened!”

“Well,” said Uncle Jeff thoughtfully, “I think that means that you have to make up your mind right at the very beginning that whatever happens you will stand firm for what you know is right. Remember the story of Daniel and how it says that he made up his mind that he wouldn’t eat food that had been offered to idols, even though he was in a strange country. God honoured him for that, and God will honour us too. Look at what it says a bit further down….’love your enemies and pray for those who are mean and nasty to you’. That is not easy to do, but it DOES help you to feel better, rather than think nasty thoughts back about them! I know it isn’t easy, but then we are told that the Christian life is a battle ground you know.”

“Yes, I know”, Sarah said, “Our youth Pastor was telling us about some of those people in Africa that were taken hostage by the terrorists, and what awful things they had done to them. It would be awfully hard for them to be forgiving.”

“Yes, it would be,” Uncle Jeff agreed, “But you know, the Bible says that God can’t do anything with someone who won’t forgive another person. It also tells us that God has given us armour to put on for times like this that will help us….like the breastplate of righteousness which means we guard our hearts and thoughts, and the shield of faith which we can hold up when Satan is throwing his darts of bad thoughts at us.”

“Oh,” said Sarah getting up off the couch, “I never thought of it like that before! Shall I make a cup of tea for you Uncle Jeff?”

“That would be very nice thank you”, Uncle Jeff said, “Does that make it easier for you to understand it all now?”

“Yes, it sure does”, Sarah said as she went out into the kitchen.

True Blessings!

PETEE015  Uncle Jeff came into the room where Sarah was curled up on the couch reading.

“Oh, hullo Uncle Jeff” said Sarah uncurling herself, “where have you come from?”

“I’ve just been out fishing”, said Uncle Jeff, “And I’ve brought some fish for your mother. And what are you reading there?”

“This is a book that our Youth Pastor gave us all to read,” Sarah said, “But it’s a bit hard to understand. Or per’aps I’d better say, it would be awfully hard to do!”

“Well, tell me about it”, said Uncle Jeff, “And we’ll see if we can sort it out for you a bit better….tell me what the hard bits are….”

“Well”, said Sarah, “It’s all about the things that Jesus said when He was here on earth, and it’s starting off with what is called ‘The Sermon on the Mount’. The first one says, ‘You are happy  if you are poor’. I don’t think I’d be happy if I was poor!”

“Well, the first thing we have to understand is that the word ‘happy’ here really means that things will work out for the best”, said Uncle Jeff, “and that if we are poor it is referring to realising that we are not good enough to face God  without confessing our sins to Him first. People who think they are good enough on their own to be in God’s kingdom can never get there. It is only through what the Lord Jesus did for us….He said He is the way you know”.

“Yes, I remember that verse”, Sarah said. “Well, what about the next part when it says you are happy when you are hungry? All I think about when I’m hungry is what I’m having for dinner!”

“Yes, but see that it says that if you are hungry you will be filled, and that is referring to spiritual food, not food on the table!”

“Oh, I see,” said Sarah, “That means when we read the Bible we will feel satisfied inside. But you know Uncle Jeff, I sometimes think I never remember anything I read!”

“Well, it’s like this,” Uncle Jeff said, “When you put a sieve under the tap, it doesn’t hold any water, but it does stay clean! So even if you don’t remember much, reading the Bible helps your thoughts to stay clean.”

“Well, what about the next part that says you are happy when you weep? How does that make sense?”

“This simply means that unless we weep over the bad things we have done, we will never ask God’s forgiveness for them. It is only when we do this that we will be truly happy deep down inside us”.

“That’s right” Sarah said, “I can remember when I did that, it felt like a big burden was lifted off my back, and I felt so happy”.

“That’s great”, said Uncle Jeff, “Does that help you to understand what your book was getting at now?”

“Yes, it helps me see that it DOES make sense after all”, Sarah said.

“Well, how about we go and make a start on cleaning that fish for tea then”, Uncle Jeff said, “And we can leave any other questions until afterwards!”

Forgiveness!

PEMEN029                          The speaker at our church this morning was talking on Psalm 133 which starts off with “How good and how pleasant it is for brothers to live together in unity”. Then he went on to point out how important it is to learn to forgive each other, because as the Lord’s Prayer says, “Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us”, and if we refuse to forgive others God cannot forgive us of these hard thoughts.

It reminded me of Job in the Old Testament part of the Bible. This man lost all he had within a week…his fortune, his family and his health. His three friends came to see him and to commiserate with him over his misfortune. But without exception, all they could say was that he must have sinned in some way and that all this was God’s punishment on him. It stood to reason, they said, that this must be so!

Job lost patience with them in the end and said, “You are a miserable lot of comforters!”

God’s time for healing finally came, but before Job’s fortunes could turn, God told him he had to pray for his three friends who had said such hard things about him. Can you imagine how difficult  this must have been for him?

But he put his pride in his pocket and did as God asked him to. Once he did this, his three friends were forgiven for their hard words, and Job was blessed with twice as much as he had lost. Truly a classic example of forgiving, before God could bless!

So it truly is a great congregation that can all get on together in total unity without any wrangling over minor things. What do these things really matter in the long run? One disgruntled unforgiving person can hinder God’s work in a way we cannot imagine….let’s make sure that we are not that person. Forgive others so God can forgive you!

 

“I Wish I hadn’t Done it!”

     CRYWOMAN                                      The old lady and her daughter sat in my study looking a little uncertain. “What can you tell me about my mother’s family?” the older lady asked, “I know a bit but not back to my grandparents or where they came from”.

It seemed a strange request, but as it happened, I had done quite a bit of research on the background of this family as we shared a common ancestor. We’ll call this lady Ellie for the sake of this story, and her mother Essie.

Ellie had been adopted by her parents  from birth, but never knew this. Living as they did in a small country district where everyone knew everyone else, it was inevitable that the other children at school knew that she was different. Ellie wasn’t even sure what being adopted meant, all she knew was that she was different to the other children, and she had to endure many taunts in the playground because of it. Not only that, she was an only child in a day where large families were the norm, and this too made her stand out as “different” to the  other children at school.

When Ellie grew up, she left the district to get work in the same city she had been born in, and here she met and married her husband. They eventually had five daughters and one son. As a young mother, she missed her real mother so much that she made up her mind to find her. She eventually tracked Essie down. She too, had married and had other children, but had never told any of them about her “disgraceful” youth. Neither her husband, nor her other children knew of the existence of Ellie.

When she knocked on their door and Essie opened it, Ellie told her who she was, and that Essie was her birth mother. Essie was so horrified at the ramifications of this spectre from the past, that she slammed the door shut in Ellie’s face, and refused to acknowledge her. All Ellie’s dreams of a tender reunion with her real mother dissolved in a moment, and the realisation that she was nothing more than an unwelcome embarrassment to her overcame her as she stumbled away down the path and back to her home. When she got there, she tore the only photo she had of Essie into small pieces, and threw them into the rubbish bin.  She felt that life indeed had dealt her a raw deal, and the seeds of bitterness and resentment grew and festered in her mind.

Many years passed by, and Ellie’s daughters grew up and married themselves. Her youngest daughter married and went off to the States to live, and her brother followed her never coming back to New Zealand. Ellie felt as though they had deserted her, and it was just one more nail in her coffin of resentment.

Her eldest daughter married and moved right away from the city, and then one of the other two girls was diagnosed as having cancer. She didn’t survive this, and once more Ellie felt bereft. Then to her horror, she heard that her eldest daughter who lived many miles away up north, had also been diagnosed with cancer. So Ellie lost this daughter also, and although the baby survived and was brought up by his father and new wife, Ellie never saw anything of him. She often thought sadly of how he was her last link with her eldest daughter.

More years passed by. One day there was a knock at Ellie’s door. She opened it to see an old lady standing there (it was Essie).

“I’ve come to see you before I die”, she quavered.

Ellie was so angry…who does she think she is, after the way she  treated me? she thought. It gave her great pleasure to slam the door in her mother’s face, and watch her go down the path.

She heard a short while later that her mother had died, and there had never been any reconciliation between them.

Now here she was sitting before me wanting to know more about her real family. I was able to fill her in on her real mother’s side, who they were and where they fitted into the jigsaw of genealogy.

I had seen this lady periodically coming to the ladies outreach meetings at our church without knowing anything of her background. She had always looked so sad and miserable. Although there were many times when the topic of God’s love and forgiveness were spoken of, she never approached anyone to ask how this might help her even though the invitation to do so was frequently given.

As she told her sad story, it impressed itself on me what a difference it would have made to her if she had only done this! As far as I knew, she never did forgive her mother, and died still in her sadness and regrets of what might have been.

I include this story here as a warning of what bitterness and resentment can do to a person when it is not dealt with promptly. It is only natural to feel these things in the face of disappointments and hurts, but never let it stay and fester. The Bible tells us that these things have roots, and we are to get rid of them before they grow…

         Watch carefully in case any person fails to show the grace of God; lest any root of bitterness springs up and troubles you.    (Hebrews 12:15)