Tuesday, April 7, 2009

forgiveness




The one thing I have been discovering lately is the power of forgiveness. Not that it now has become easier to do, but that it is a necessity for a healthy life. Forgiveness is truly a very personal thing and it is something you can’t force out of anyone. Every person has the power to forgive or not, and each one of us makes that choice often. Many times however, people feel that forgiving someone else would take away the little power that they can still hold onto. Whether what was done to us is great or small, we still have to make an active decision to forgive or not. Now I myself am no expert, but I have seen the power it has firsthand. It is hard enough to forgive someone when they do something to us accidentally or ignorantly; but what if it was a deliberate, intentional act?

We all see many families, marriages, friendships, and businesses destroyed because of an unwillingness to forgive. This by no means is the only reason why this happens. But perhaps we say we just grew apart, or have changed in time, while that also does happen; it is often an easy excuse for not having to deal with our problems.
We can however, also see people and relationships restored, through this power, often to something better then what is was before! “But you don’t know what I have been through”, And yes, you are right I don’t, but let me tell you what I have seen recently.

Fifteen years ago, 35 years of propaganda, violence and hate culminated into one of the worst mass killings in modern history. In 100 days, around one million people were killed, most by ordinary weapons such as machetes. Many people were killed by those who were close to them, by their friends, neighbors, workers, and even family members. Pure terror ruled throughout the land and it was a place often described as Hell on Earth. Looking around, you would have no idea this was the same place; it would now seem as if it is a lot closer to heaven than hell. Great strides have been made, socially, economically; but still many dark things lie below the surface. But perhaps it’s everywhere in the world, and just waiting to get the chance to destroy again.

So is their any hope at all? If we would see justice served completely, will there be anyone left? If 1 million people were killed here, and say another 1 million people did the killing, will we now kill them too? What about their sons and daughters, might they then also harbor thoughts of revenge? These issues are not simple, if you see a genocide survivor, who has lost their entire family in the genocide, and many of them were cruelly killed right before their eyes, you cannot ask them to forgive. It must be their choice, and that choice can only be made with God’s help.

They were sitting, and talking just like old friends. They obviously cared for each other and trusted each other. While we waited for their testimonies, we didn’t know who was who. Who had killed, and who had just barely survived. On a closer look you can see she only has one hand, and has a large scar running down the side of her face. She told her story, running, fleeing, doing anything to get away from those who are trying to kill her. They were relentless searching every house and building. They had helicopters, and were even burning the trees to get people to come out from hiding in the bush. She just escaped from being killed at the Ntarama church massacre, where 5000 people where killed (It was one of two church memorial we visited, the other being Nyamata where 10000 people were killed). Eventually she was caught, her baby beheaded, and she, left for dead. Somehow her husband got away, and eventually came back and found her among dead bodies.
And the man who sat next her, looked ordinary enough, but was the one who cut her and killed her child. He admitted to us that he killed 14 people, and then looted their possessions as well. You could still see the burden he carried, the knowledge of the lives he had ruined. Although many had been influenced into killing their Tutsi neighbors and friends, it was still a willful act of killing. Sometimes that choice was very clear, kill or be killed. Any person, who did show that they supported the genocide ideology, was endangered of being killed themselves.
He went on to tell us that because of the great burden of guilt he had, he went and confessed his crimes to the local authorities. They didn’t believe him and sent him home. After some time he was recalled and was charged and convicted of his crimes. Because of his willingness to confess everything, and his obvious desire to change, and improve, he was given leniency. He then spoke of his quest, to find the families of those he had killed. He looked for her family, thinking she was dead. When he found out she was alive, he found her and confessed to her, that he was the one that had done those things to her. She went into deep shock, and says she doesn’t remember the next couple of weeks. Eventually she came out with some kind of realization, “I need to forgive him”. I’m sure it wasn’t easy, but somehow she did it. She attests that only through God’s help could she forgive; this to me is some of the strongest evidence I have seen to the existence of God. It’s in the darkest places where a light shines the brightest.

These people were not brought together by some government initiative or court order. They were now volunteers trying to help those who are still suffering as a result of the genocide. This account of forgiveness is not a common story. Many of his victim’s families have not forgiven him, but he continues on trying to find others, asking and praying that those he harmed.
This story is not common throughout the country. There are still many problems that need to be dealt with in this area. Many large steps have been taken, but so many more will have to happen if full reconciliation is to happen. Only through forgiveness of one person to another does the process continue.

Often when we think of forgiveness, we look at only the victims side of the story. But there is definitely two sides to it. We say that people just need to forgive and forget. Well forgetting can be very hard especially when there is extreme trauma involved, and also when the perpetrator, never asks for forgiveness. I have heard testimonies here, “I would like to forgive, but who do I forgive?”. We need to take a lesson from this and realize some of the pain we put others through.
It is so easy to read stories such as these and immediately look at our own lives, and say, my problems are nothing in comparison. We then think we can then just brush off the “small” things we deal with day to day. Brushing things off does not solve anything, acknowledging the problems and mistakes and then changing from them is what is needed. Things on the scale of genocide don’t start as genocide, they start with small thoughts that slowly build over time.

“Trembling, I realized that if I looked into my own heart I could find seeds of hatred there, too. Arrogant thoughts, feeling’s of irritation towards others, coldness, anger, envy, and indifference - these are the roots of what happened in Nazi Germany. And they are there in every human being. As I recognized - more clearly then before - that I myself stood in desperate need of forgiveness, I was able to forgive, and finally I felt completely free.”
Hela Ehrlich Holocaust survivor ( Page 19 Why Forgive? by Johann Christoph Arnold)


Genocide survivor

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

true safety

Where are we truly safe? I think this is a fairly valid question these days especially in the wake of quite a few terrible incidents that have happened recently. I don't think we should foolishly go wherever, especially just for an adrenaline kick. But obviously, I also don't think we should just hide away in our own safe bubbles either.
We have been to and are going to many "dangerous" places. I think often what gets labeled dangerous is just the place that is getting the most media attention that year. I think the safest place of all is in God's will. Not to sound cliche or overconfident, but I think it's true. Perhaps it is the fear of the horrific that truly gets people. I think a lot more people die from car accidents or something like heart disease, than anything related to terrorism. We shouldn't necessarily be scared to go to country X, when it is much dangerous driving, even in Canada, especially after it has snowed. But please keep us in mind and in your prayers, we don't necessarily just want safety but whatever God has in mind.
With all that said, I'm still not going to throw all caution to the wind and be reckless. We do want to be safe but it's just not our first priority I guess. As I have read and am reading from accounts of great men and women, who have done truly awesome things, I am reminded again what true commitment and sacrifice is all about. We know Who is control of all things and on Him we put our trust.

Friday, November 28, 2008

New Eyes




"The true voyage of discovery lies not in seeing new landscapes but in having new eyes." W.B. Yeats





Saturday, October 25, 2008

so far, so good!

After 15 flights, 7 countries, hundreds of meals from street vendors, and too many hostel rooms to count, we can say that we haven’t lost any luggage or missed any flights!! Besides the occasional sore throat and mild bout of diarrhea, we haven’t been sick either! That’s pretty amazing considering some of the street stalls we’ve eaten from!! All this is to say that God is good and all these things have happened because of Him. He most definitely is taking care of us!!
We have continued vision to keep on the track that is set before us. We feel strongly that God is guiding us in direction and timing of where we go.
~R

Friday, October 3, 2008

perspectives on life

Well today I felt like I was brought back into the old testament a bit. Not that it is was uncivilized or ancient, but just the truth of it shining through the centuries.

"You shall have no other god's before me. You shall not make for yourselves an idol in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below.You shall not bow down to them or worship them".

Never before have those words really meant so much. We think of idols as maybe to much TV or maybe Micheal Jordan or something. Not that those can't be "idols", but true idols do exist and are used by the enemy for his purposes. Today we saw the emerald buddha, and "his" temple and worshipers. Sitting there in front of him I just felt this darkness and oppresion, and really felt the spirtual battle. In the land of Thai's there are approximately 66 million people with 95% claiming to be buddist, and seeing this devoted worship really brings it home. Our fight is not against Buddists but against the power that blinds them from seeing the truth.

For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

When we see the world through those perspectives, what is actually real and important is brought home.
C


Wednesday, September 17, 2008

one to remember

Trying to leave the mission station, where we have been the last month, has proved to be more difficult than it was getting there. Our flight was scheduled to depart at 12:50pm.  It, of course didn’t, things run on their own time in PNG.  We spent the afternoon showing our housemate the shops, and checking for our plane, back at the airport. When we actually left, it was after 5pm.  Our ride, email confirmed yet never met,  was due to pick us up around 3:30pm. We arrived at 8pm. So naturally, there was no ride for us. As we waited outside the airport in Port Morseby, we both had peace  and trust in God that it would work out.

Craig started chatting with a fellow Tau,  who had been on the same flight as us. It happened to be Independence Day weekend in PNG (it’s hard to find a hotel in port Moresby at the best of times), so all the hotel rooms were inevitably booked up. People started leaving the airport, including the flight attendants and pilots.  Tau's son came to pick him up. Craig  asked him if he could borrow his  phone for one last try at the one number we had.  After no response, they, seeing our rideless position, asked about us, and who was supposed to pick us up.  Low and behold Tau’s son happened to actually know  who the people were and where they lived.  He made some calls and waited for a call back. Seeing no other option, and having peace about the decision, we hopped  in the back of the truck and went with them to the place.

As we rode in the truck, I was just laughing to myself. Are we crazy?  Here we are in Port Morseby. We don’t know the city. We don’t know where we’re staying,   and we’re riding around with complete strangers! Yet, I knew that the Lord would provide a way for us, and indeed He did! Our acquaintance met us at the apartment and her husband took us to a very nice hotel!  Nicer even than most of the places we stayed in Australia!  AND, it had air conditioning!

It’s really amazing how you can just trust God. We had made all the arrangements before we left, but they didn’t work out.  But as we waited, and rode with perfect strangers, we both had peace and were even laughing about it individually. God is good and He is faithful!!  And all of our good Samaritans were so gracious!!

When you have prayed something through, and God has shown you that this is clearly where He wants you at this point in time, it’s truly amazing!  Now we don’t recommend just hopping in with any stranger, but if  things are in God’s will, there is no safer place to be, even then being back in Canada.  We know we are going to many places where things aren’t considered safe.  But what safer place to be then in God’s hands.  We believe that where God leads we will go, even if things aren’t as planned.    And not that we expect everything to always work out like it did this time, but even in the hard times we can trust in God.

Luke 12:28  “And if God cares so wonderfully for  flowers that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, he will certainly care for you.  Why do you have so little faith?” (NLT)

Friday, August 8, 2008

plastic Jesus

I started reading this book. Plastic Jesus by Eric Sandras. He talks about “ the hollowness of Comfortable Christianity’. I’ve only just begun this book but I think it might explain a little of why C & I are doing this…. Leaving all things that are comfortable and familiar for the unknown. It gives an invitation to look inward. Maybe you should read it too.

 

“Wow. There is a big difference between intellectual theology and practical theology. I had been living in a spiritual suburbia with nice sidewalks and picket fences around my Christianity. In the back of my mind, I knew that God was inviting me to explore some uncharted territories with Him. I had allowed myself to be duped into thinking that the perceived safety of the predictable was more rewarding than the risk and joy of discovery. This drift had caused my faith to appear all put together on the outside. You know-do the right things… know the right people… speak the right ‘Christianese’…. Yet as my faith became more neat and tidy on the outside, on the inside it grew more and more superficial.”

 

~R