From Abduction to Action

Maewyn was abducted

from his family home at the age of 16. He was trapped in the world of human trafficking in a third world country for the next 6 years.

He was bought by a war lord who put him to forced labor.

He had no rights.

He had no respect.

He had no love.

He looked for escape at every opportunity.

As he labored, he turned to faith in God for comfort.

There were no other believers in that area but he remembered enough of his family’s faith to get him started.

When the opportunity to escape finally came, he jumped at it. The attempt nearly killed him.

When he finally made it home, he studied more about Christ, eventually becoming a minister.

Then came the call on his life.

He had a vision in which he received a note from the people of the land of his captivity. It begged him to return.

I don’t know about you, but I would be very hesitant to return to where life was horrible. Nobody wants to revisit bad memories, much less, live among them.

The closer Maewyn got to God, the more he understood God’s compassion and the need the people of that land to get to know God.

Maewyn obeyed the call.

By now he had taken a new name to reflect his changed life.

He returned to that violent land, Ireland, under his new name, Patrick.

He brought the Gospel to a land that desperately needed it and brought about the most drastic revival Northern Europe had ever seen.

Maewyn was just a normal upper middle class teenager in his day. He suffered some extreme trauma that turned his life upside down. No one would have blamed him if he had just found a quiet place to hide the rest of his life.

But he didn’t.

Instead of letting the trauma rule him, he channeled it into compassion and action.

I know that PTSD, social anxiety, and many other conditions are real. I don’t mean to belittle them.

But what would happen if we submitted our fears and trauma to God and let him heal and use them to bring healing to others? I know it’s not easy or simple but Patrick and many others have shown it is possible and the fruits of their actions show it is worth it.

This Friday, as you enjoy your corned beef and cabbage or shamrock shake (or green beer), remember the life of that guy who brought Christ to Ireland and ask yourself if there’s anything you can learn from him. It might just bring you to a life of healing and action.

Love is…

 

Love is patient…

I think of the man walking slowly through the grocery store with his elderly mother helping her get all the things she needs.

 

Love is kind…

I think of the woman who, when she saw a child fall off his bike, immediately stopped to help the crying child get to his mother and first-aid.

 

It does not envy…

I witnessed writers congratulating and hugging their fellow writers as they won awards for which they had competed.

 

It does not boast…

There was that true sportsman who, upon winning the championship simply smiled and pointed to heaven, acknowledging where the talent and drive originated.

 

It is not proud…

The former head of a denomination confessed a slight wrong to his successor and asked forgiveness in a spirit of complete openness, even allowing the story to be told in public.

 

It does not dishonor others…

There was the girl who stood by her friend being accused by their peers.

 

It is not self-seeking…

I’ve seen many parents work multiple jobs so that their children can have food and clothing.

 

It is not easily angered…

I’ve seen police officers, being berated and belittled by an aggressor, calmly question and calm the suspect.

 

It keeps no record of wrongs…

I think of the couple that got back together after his infidelity, when they worked through their problems in counseling.

 

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth…

There was the couple who confronted the killer of their son, holding him responsible for his actions while forgiving him and bringing him the truth of the Gospel.

 

It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

There was that couple who came alongside me in my trials, living the example of faithful marriage for many years.

 

1 Corinthians 13:4-7 NIV

 

There are so many examples of the love chapter being lived out in our lives. I have witnessed either first or second hand all the above examples. I strive to live out these verses myself.

 

Can you imagine what the world would be like if we all were to be living examples of this chapter everyday?

 

Let it start with me and you!

A Lack of Religion at Dawn

A week ago, at 5:30 in the morning, I was on the porch of a cabin at our Fall Youth Retreat snuggled under a sleeping bag (I forgot a jacket) enjoying the quiet early morning.

It was a noisy crazy weekend so the quiet stillness of the early morning was like heaven.

I soaked up the sights of the slowly brightening sky while I absorbed the Word of God through the Bible.

Sounds pretty religious, huh?

The fact of the matter is,

I hate religion!

Okay, now I’m being harsh, but maybe I need to be. I mean, I can appreciate the amazing art inspired by religion. I certainly appreciate the generosity and benevolence inspired by religion.

But I hate it.

Specifically, I hate that religion has fooled millions into trying to earn their way into heaven.

This was a major topic of discussion between me and the 6th grade boys at the retreat. I am blessed with a group of kids that grew up going to church all their lives. They were very good at giving nice religious answers to my questions.

The challenge for me is to get their brains wrapped around the wonder and joy and life there is in trusting Jesus.

I grew up in church. A very religious church. I didn’t see that wonder until much later.

From an early age, I felt like there must be more than just obeying a bunch of rules.

Mind you, I was very good at obeying the rules, or at least making people think I was obeying the rules.

But, like every human, I didn’t obey them all the time. I always had this nagging feeling that I wasn’t being quite good enough.

Like the dawn that I enjoyed last week, the truth slowly crept up on me.

As I proceeded through life and through a variety of churches, I began to realize that my good would never completely erase my bad. Life began to turn upside down. Instead of relying on my good, I began to rely on my God.

  • My God came as a human (Jesus) to intervene for humanity.
  • My God took on the judgement for my bad behavior.
  • My God made the ultimate sacrifice so that His good would outweigh my bad.
  • My God loves me as a Father who would do anything to have His kids with Him for eternity.
  • My God gave commands not to stifle my freedom but to help me live in freedom.
  • My God doesn’t force me to obey but rejoices when I make wise decisions.
  • My God welcomes me with the greatest love of all time.

– My God is love! (1 John 4:8)

It is no coincidence that I love leading youth at camp. It was at a camp just over 44 years ago that I began my journey of faith in earnest.

What made me turn the corner was the love of God I saw in the people at that camp poured out on the campers and each other.

So the next time you’re tempted to call me religious, remember that I hate religion.

But I love God!

Do you hate religion? What about the Church? More importantly, what about God? Let’s talk about it. Feel free to comment below or on the Facebook and Instagram posts.