Thursday, December 19, 2013

Lord, Hear Our Prayer



The Journey
19 December 2013
Lord Hear our Prayer






Dec. 18, 2013: In this image released by the United Nations Mission Juba, civilians arrive at the compound of the United Nations Mission in the Republic of South Sudan (UNMISS), adjacent to Juba International Airport, to take refuge in Juba, South Sudan.







The journey of my physical presence in South Sudan may be over.  The journey of my heart and soul that remain behind is far from over.  Sometimes the heartbreak is more than I can bear.  The latest BBC report is about an attack on the UN Compound in Akobo.  I pray for my friends there.  There is nothing else I can do.  I am so very, very sad and feel so very, very helpless as I wonder if any of the casualties are friends I left behind.

There have been other reports this week of the fighting in Juba, Bor and other places.  For now, I understand that Malakal is safe.  I have friends in all these places, some from other countries, some are South Sudan citizens, some are our mission co-workers.  I pray for all of them.  I pray that God graces them with his protection.  I pray for our partners in service there and for those who are negotiating for peace. 
I wonder how many have fled to the bush and how many are continuing life as normal in these troubled times in South Sudan.  How I wish I was there to help them.  To walk with them and beside them.  To hold their hands, dress their wounds and address their fears with comfort and prayer.
It is times like these that I realize the answers to the “why” that I have struggled so hard with since the decision was made that I can’t return to South Sudan.  For a long time now, I have said I hear God saying, “not now.  The time will come.”  I had that conversation earlier this week when I said, once again, I believe we are there too early.  Someday, maybe in a year or two, I will go back and continue the work that I still feel God has called me to.  And when I do, I pray the people will be more ready, they will no longer be living in survival mode, they can begin to move forward.  

That is the conversation I had before I knew the extent of the fighting that has spread throughout the country this week.
For now, the ongoing fighting that has been happening this week, is a stumbling block to the progress that could be made there.  I have to remind myself that God is in control of this situation.  I have to remind myself these are people who have been fighting all the way back to the time of Ham.  They are children, grown to men now, who have never known peace and never known a way of life that doesn’t include fighting.
I was reminded yesterday in Bible Study, of the stories of the massacres of the innocents as we compared the story of Moses and the story of Jesus birth.  As I sat and listened, one ear on what was being said, and one ear bent in prayer for the people of South Sudan, I was struck by an image that I couldn’t shake from my head.  
It was an image of the destruction following the taking of innocent lives that lead to Moses being found in the basket, and taken care of until he became the man God intended him to be and raised him up as a great leader and savior of his people.  It was an image of the massacre of the innocents after Jesus birth and how he was taken to safety and protected until he grew to be the man God intended him to be and he became the great savior of us all.  
My prayer is that out of the ashes of the destruction of innocents in the crossfires of the fighting in South Sudan God is now preparing to save the life of the next great savior of the people of South Sudan.
I invite you to pray with me. Not just for the people of South Sudan, but for all people throughout the world who are suffering their own massacres of the innocents.
Lord, hear our prayer.

Sometimes the Answer is No

"No." That is a word that is both very hard for me to say, it is also very hard for me to hear and even harder to accept.  This has been a long journey, a journey of stops and starts and more stops; a journey of waiting to go again.  And so, it was with a very heavy heart, I heard the words that I would not be returning to Akobo or even to South Sudan.

I think as long as I didn't hear the words, I could hold out hope that something could be worked out.  Hearing those words ended that hope.

Even though the hope to return to Akobo has ended, it did not end my hope entirely.  That is one of the things I have learned along the way.  As long as I hold on to my faith that God has a plan and I am only a part of that plan there is always hope.  

Hope for new beginnings, Hope for new adventures.  Hope for new stories to learn and to share.  Hope that I will continue to be a part of God's work in this world.

The Bible is full of the word "hope"...  26 verses in Psalm, 20 in Job, 13 in Romans, 8 in Acts and Proverbs, 7 in Isaiah and 2 Corinthians, 6 in Hebrews and Jeremiah, 5 in 1Peter, 4 in 1 Corinthians, Ephesians, 1 Timothy, 1 Thessalonians and Lamentations, 3 in Philip, Colossi ans and Titus, Ezekiel has two. John, Ezra, 3John, Ecclesiastes, 2Thessalonians, Jonah, Galatians, Zechariah, Hosea, Ruth and Matthew each have one verse referring to hope.

From beginning to end, the Bible exhorts hope to all who have come before me and to all who will come after me.  Not just me, but anyone who needs to reach their hand out and hold on to hope. 

The introduction to 1Peter in my ESV Bible says...

Peter exhorted them to stand strong, repeatedly reminding them of Christ's example, their riches in the inheritance in him, and the hope of his returning.  Called the Apostle of Hope, Peter's primary message is to trust the Lord, live obediently no matter what your circumstances, keep hope fixed on God's ultimate promise of deliverance. Suffering is to be expected, but it is temporary and yields great blessings for those who remain steadfast.

 

That is good news and a good reminder to not lose site of my hope.  It is a good reminder to trust the Lord and to remember the verse from Jeremiah 29 that I chose for the theme for this mission..."For I know the plans I have for you..."

 

I shake my head as I type those words.  Who could have ever imagined when I first chose those words, so full of hope for my new life in Akobo, that God had different plans.

 

I cannot say this has been an easy journey.  It has definitely been a journey of waiting, but it has been a journey filled with hope for my return...next week... maybe two weeks...maybe next month...maybe after rainy season...maybe when the fighting stops... each phrase held its own version of hope.

 

And even now, when the words have been said, and there is no hope for me to return to a place that is forever in my heart, there is hope.  

 

There is each person in everyone of those scriptures I listed above, standing beside God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit, three in one, each one extending their hand of hope to me, to us,  reaching out, holding us and filling us with hope for what is yet to come.

 

As the introduction above reminds me of Peter's primary message, "to trust the Lord".  I am reminded to never lose my faith, to reach out, grab the hands extended in hope and to trust the Lord.  He knows the plans for me.  I only have to wait for them to be revealed. And someday I will see the other side of "no", I will see the "yes".

 

There are hundreds of images for "hope" if you do a google image search.  The one that reached out and grabbed me was a simple picture of the darkness with a single candle burning in an uplifted palm with the word "hope" engraved on the glass of the candle holder.  A reminder, that even in the dark times, the flame of hope is always burning and someday "no" will be "yes".



"It is Just so Hard to be Here"

Those are words from a friend living in a far away country, that I read first thing this morning.  I understand where she is coming from.  Sometimes, it is just hard.  It was hard being in South Sudan, so close to my final destination, and not being able to get there.  It is just so hard being here, in the US, when I know there is so much work to be done there and other places, and even right here at home.

Yet, I have to wait three more weeks now for a decision.  And even then the decision might not be over.  I could have been back in South Sudan by now, but there is that pesky malaria issue and all that it will entail to make life livable there, according to the doctor's recommendations, will really make life unlivable.  That was a very, very tough decision to make!  My heart longs to be there, but my heart also longs to be and live a healthy life.  I don't think that can be done spraying my clothes and everything around my with DEET twice a day. Along with wearing layers and layers of clothes, all dipped in DEET everytime they are washed.