Wednesday, September 06, 2017

Buhfai Tham

Sometimes you read or hear something that moves you deeply, but you wonder if it’s really true. I guess a lot of us Americans have become skeptical and jaded by the hype of deceptively spun stories. That’s why when I heard the story I am about to share with you, I had to discover for myself first whether something so beautiful and convicting could really be true. Once I knew the facts, I could not keep it to myself and had to pass it along to you.

To quickly familiarize you with the background of the story that touched me so deeply, it concerns a part of northeast India called Mizoram. In 1894 there were two Scottish missionaries that entered the remote, landlocked, hilly and heavily forested area to preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ. The people living there were an animistic people who had no written language and had never heard of the Gospel. So, the two missionaries developed an alphabet for them and translated parts of the Bible into their language in order to tell them the Good News of Jesus Christ. Today, the people they reached are called the “Mizo,” and the language they speak is known by the same name.

From the work of the two missionaries in 1894 there came one Mizo convert to Christianity that year. Not until five years later, in 1899, were the first two converts baptized from the area. But, by the time other missionaries arrived a few years later in the town of Lunglei, they found 125 believers already there. As the missionaries collectively worked together the result was that most of the Mizo people were converted to Christ within 50 years.

Those early missionaries taught their new converts the need to continue the work of proclaiming the Gospel. Even to this day, Mizo missionaries teach new converts about the importance of evangelizing others. In fact, one of the first two converts baptized by those early missionaries, Khuma, became the first Mizo evangelist of that part of India. He was reported to have gone from house to house with this simple invitation: “Come, believe on the Lord Jesus Christ.”

Today, Mizo Christians still consider the task of proclaiming the Gospel to the world their own personal responsibility. (That should really be the mindset of all believers in Jesus Christ.) What makes this story so amazing to me, though, is that the Mizo people financially support their OWN missionaries and evangelists from their OWN resources. That’s an amazing detail when you realize the poverty of the people in Mizo and the incredible generosity they model in missions. To get a feel for the true condition of this part of the world, listen to the words of Rev. Zosangliana Colney, leader of the Mizoram Presbyterian Church. He says that, "Mizoram state is the most backward state in India. And we are the poorest of the poor, but still we can raise funds for the ministry of the Lord." Just so you know, the average income of a person in Mizo is $300 per year, less than one dollar per day.

How is it possible that people of such meager means and simple living conditions could ever raise support for the cause of missions? The answer is found in a beautiful phrase that when I first heard it and understood what it meant, moved me deeply in my spirit. It is—"Buhfai Tham." Please, don’t forget that phrase! Even though it means nothing to you at this moment, you’ll soon understand why it is so important.

“Buhfai Tham” simply means a "handful of rice." However, this simple phrase explains the generosity of the Mizo people and their commitment to the cause of missions. Because rice is the main staple of their daily meals, families in the churches of Mizo set aside a “handful of rice” at every meal. When each family collects enough rice they donate it to their local church, which in turn sells it at the market to generate income. In this way they are able to financially support the cause of missions and the spread of the Gospel.

In 1914 when they first began this way of giving to missions they received from the sale of the rice the equivalent of $1.50 in U.S. currency. By the calendar year 2010, they were collecting and selling enough rice to raise the equivalent of $1.5 million dollars and were supporting 1,800 missionaries with their “handfuls of rice.”

In addition, over the years since the “Buhfai Tham” offering was first introduced, the people continued giving creatively by bringing not just rice but portions of their home grown vegetables, firewood, and other resources (all in addition to the tithes they give to their churches). These, too, are sold at the market to further the spread of the Gospel and the planting of churches in India and beyond.

In other words, the task of proclaiming the Gospel became such a central part of the Mizo people’s identity that they were willing to make sacrifices to advance the Gospel in spite of their own poverty. They heard the missionary call in the Great Commission and accepted it as their own personal calling from God. Let me remind you again, even today this area is among the poorest places on the face of the earth. That’s what makes this story so amazingly miraculous and beautiful to me. It also makes it extremely convicting, as well!

One of the leaders in the church in Mizoram said, “There are many ways of serving the Lord. Some people do great things. Some people are great preachers. Some people contribute lots and lots of money. But when we talk about this 'handful of rice,' it is very humble. The service is done in the corner of the kitchen where nobody sees, but God knows and he blesses it.”

A church member involved in the “Buhfai Tham” offerings said, "It is not our richness or our poverty that make us serve the Lord, but our willingness. So we Mizo people say, 'As long as we have something to eat every day, we have something to give to God every day.'"

WOW! What a testimony of commitment to Jesus Christ and the mission He left to His church.

Conversely, we live in the most prosperous nation on the face of the earth! We think nothing of dropping $50 to $100 for an evening with the family at a nice local restaurant, a ballgame or a movie. The fact is, we have more money invested in one or two of our electronic gadgets than many of the people in Mizo will make in income in five, ten or more years. We sometimes spend exorbitant amounts chasing our kids and grandkids from place to place for various “important” events, but too often we can’t find any money to give to the primary cause God left us on earth to accomplish.

When thinking about the “willingness” of the Mizo people to give a “handful of rice,” I think we’d all have to agree that many of us spend way too much time and resources trying to impress people we hardly know with things we don’t really need for reasons we don’t even understand. I mean, if you lived in Mizo today you’d be grateful for a roof over your head, clothes on your back, the rice you had in your storage containers, and you’d be giving a portion of that away to help others hear about Jesus.

How is it that people who have virtually nothing can demonstrate such generosity in advancing the Gospel when those of us who live in the “land of plenty” can’t seem to eek out even a little for the cause most dear to the heart of God? Could it be that we really don’t believe that Jesus is the only way to Heaven and consequently don’t think it’s important to get the message to the ends of the earth? Or, might it be that we have become so self-absorbed that the only people we think about are ourselves? Maybe we just don’t think Jesus meant what He said to us when He left the command to make disciples of all the nations of the earth (Matthew 28:19-20).

I actually don’t know the reason so many Christians give so little to the cause of world missions, but I know for me and my house we will sacrifice for what Jesus called His church to accomplish: The Great Commission! My heart has been stirred to action by the people of Mizo and their “Buhfai Tham” offerings. How about you? Would you take a “handful of your resources” and give them back to God to help our church take the Gospel to places like Mizoram?

Thursday, May 04, 2017

Resurrection Hope

A father and son were traveling down a country road one afternoon in the springtime when a bee suddenly flew into the car window. Being deathly allergic to bee stings, the boy began to panic as the bee buzzed all around the inside of the car. Seeing the horror on his child’s face, the father reached out and caught the bee in his hand. Soon, he opened his hand and the bee began to buzz around again. The boy went back into panic mode. It was then that the father reached over to his son, and opened his hand showing him the stinger still in his palm. “Relax, son,” the father said, “I took the sting, the bee can’t hurt you anymore.”

That story makes me think of the blessed promise God has given to us all through His Son, Jesus Christ. He assures us that “death” cannot hurt us anymore because He has taken the “sting” out of it for us. Listen to how the Holy Spirit worded this truth through the Apostle Paul, “Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting? The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ!” (1 Corinthians 15:55-57 NET)

Over my nearly forty years of pastoral ministry I have been called to help on many occasions when families were in crisis because a loved one was critically ill and very near death. Even after all these years of experiencing these things with heartbroken families, it has never gotten easier for me. The pain that comes from the death of someone’s family member still feels like it did the first time I was called as a new pastor to tell a man his wife had passed away tragically one night while he was at work. I still choke back tears when I see the pain in the faces of the ones who are saying “goodbye” to their dearest on earth. Truthfully, I long for the day when death will be no more and it will be totally “destroyed” so it can never touch the lives of any person ever again.

If you stop and think about it, it really shouldn’t be a wonder to any of us why we celebrate weekly the remembrance of Christ’s sacrifice and the reality of His resurrection. It is our hope (cf. 1 Cor. 15:19) and our help! These momentous works of Christ (His death, burial and resurrection) assure us that our family members are not gone forever. We are sustained by these truths, knowing that we will one day meet on Heaven’s shore in the land where we will never be subject to sin or death again. This Good News we call the Gospel helps us know by faith what God has prepared for all His children. It reminds us that though the unpleasantness of death has visited our family, the grave will not hold our loved ones for long. Why? Because Jesus conquered the grave, and so will the bodies of our deceased family members at Christ’s coming! I cannot imagine what it would be like to face death without the strength and hope that comes through our Savior Who gave His life for us so that we might live with Him eternally.

On many occasions through these years I’ve told grieving and hurting families something that I heard when I was a young minister: “We don’t live by explanations. We live by promises!” If you’ve been through a crisis at any time in your life I think you can probably identify with the sentiment of those two statements. The truth is, there are many things in this life we will never understand and we will never be able to explain. The death of a loved one is one of those conundrums that shakes us to the very core of our being. Why did he/she have to die so soon? Why did the disease progress so quickly when others lived for many years with the same illness? What could possibly be the purpose of a person so young being taken when he/she had so much life before them? Why, when we prayed so diligently for our loved one to be healed, did it not happen? Why couldn’t God have called our loved one home after I arrived to be with him/her rather than just before I got there? The questions of this nature could go on ad infinitum! There are just so many things we can’t understand because our perspective is so terribly limited by our humanity.

What we have to do during our moments of crisis while we are living in the “land of the dying” is hold onto the promises of God that sustain us when explanations aren’t enough or not forthcoming. Because of the death and resurrection of Jesus we have the promise that our loved ones are with Him immediately after their deaths! We have the promise that the grave cannot hold their bodies when Christ comes the second time! We have the promise of a future glorified body like His resurrected one! We have the promise of understanding God’s perfect will in matters that confuse us now! We have the promise of a future reunion when we’ll never have to say “goodbye” to our loved ones again! We have the promise that our family member will never be touched by the cruel and sometimes evil things that exist in this world! We have the promise of His sustaining grace to help us until we meet again on that “heavenly shore!”

Do you see the difference between the two previous paragraphs: the one filled with “question marks” and the other with “exclamation points?” If you didn’t already sense the difference, let me explain to you the contrast between them. Dwelling on questions serves only to deepen our pain, while focusing on promises brings us peace in the midst of our turmoil. And, if it were not for the death and resurrection of Jesus there would be no promises to hold onto in the times of crisis...or any other time for that matter!

Occasionally I’ll hear a person tell me that he or she is an atheist. Upon hearing those words I immediately feel sorrow for them because they have no promises on which to lean or to steady themselves when the earth is shaking beneath their feet. They have no hope of gathering on Heaven’s peaceful shore where happy reunions occur. They have no promise of explanations for things that will never be understood in this life. To the “unbelievers,” life seems to be little more than a matter of happenstance or fate. There is no eternal comfort you can offer them or help that can be rendered through God’s promises. Their lives are one big gamble and for them it’s just “bad luck” that things turned out the way they did...or so they think.

Thank God that we as followers of Jesus don’t have to live that way! We know the cross of Christ is God’s way of paying the penalty for our sins. And the empty tomb? Well, that’s God’s way of saying to us; “Relax, dear son or daughter, I took the sting of death for you and it can’t hurt you anymore.”