一年多后,又一次坐上飞机回家。这次没了那想家的激动,很平静,我一个人上了飞机。有本书在手边,《Back to Jerusalem》。我如饥似渴地阅读。
I was stunned by those Chinese Christians faith. They are my antecessors on faith. It’s such pivotal time for me to reflect on my belief and faith in God.
When offerings are received during house church meetings in China, evangelists sometimes find they have absolutely nothing to put into the bag. So they literally step into the offering bag themselves and unconditionally offer their whole lives as a living sacrifice to the service of God.
They are not only going out into the world with a message, they are living messages. They are absolutely nothing in the eyes of the world, but are sharp arrows in the hands of God.
God never changes. While we are looking for better methods and stronger men and women, God is looking for weak vessels with no confidence in their own abilities. He does this so that his work will be done his way and so that all the glory will go to Jesus Christ.
Satan’s first choice is to cooperate with us. Persecution is only his second-best method.
God has, as always, been faithful to his children.
I want to experience the same pain and suffering of Jesus on the cross, the spear in his side, the pain in his heart. I’d rather fell the pain of shackles on my feet than ride through Egypt in Pharaoh’s chariot.
The Lord always finished what he starts and is always faithful to fulfill his promise.
We shouldn’t pray for a lighter load to carry, but a stronger back to endure!
Success is obeying God. Failure is when we don’t obey God.
There is always something to keep us on the run, and it’s very difficult to sleep while you’re running.
We are concentrating on getting the job done in the power of the Lord. The details of how this happens we leave to the Lord.
If we lose our first love and start to focus on our own needs, our spiritual life will shrivel up and die.
God’s principle is that when you seek to bring blessing to others, your own lives will be blessed.
When you are truly obeying the Lord’s call you please God, and when you are in step with the work of the Holy Spirit you begin to fell the heartbeat of our loving Savior. Your work stops being a chore, and starts becoming a natural overflow of the love of God than has been deposited in your heart.
It always pays to do what the Lord tells us to do. Don’t argue, don’t fight it, and don’t try to work out all the details with your mind. Just do it. That is one mark of a true disciple of Jesus Christ.
If you haven’t discovered something you are willing to die for, then you haven’t yet found anything worth living for.
God cannot use a person who wants a safe and comfortable Christian life.
Ironically, the more we feed our souls without serving God’s purposes in the earth, the more our souls get sick of he food and bloated with information.
The longer a person disobeys God, the colder their heart grows.
(cited from "Back to Jerusalem", Brother Yun, Peter Xi Yongze, Enoch Wang with Paul Hattaway)
I felt ashamed comparing with those faith giants who are also Chinese yet who suffered and endured for the cause of God. What I’ve been through—loneliness, isolation, spiritual warfare, culture and language barriers—now seem so tiny and petty. They’ve been through brutal persecution, devastating stage of living by faith. And their faith, that is called FAITH! Even though it seemed impossible, seemed too far to fetch, their faith, their hope brought them far beyond human comprehension.
Tears welled up in my eyes; I can’t help confessing and praying to God. I thank him for picking me up when I fell; I thank him for rekindle first love through this powerful book. Souls are heading to hell, how much time we left? Not even we could count. How on earth I’ve been playing the game. It is LIFE and DEATH! My Chinese fellows have such enormous faith and would do anything for the Kingdom of God, even to die for it. What am I whining about? I’ve been too comfortable; I’ve been too disobedient; yet God never abandon me or forsake me. He is been faithful to bring me back to his court, his embrace.
11小时飞机,5小时浦东机场的等候,2小时飞机终于到家。即将落地上海,天空已不同,空气中混杂着潮湿,浑浊,天空灰黄,阴沉。我想什么时候中国也能够看到湛蓝的天空,呼吸到每一个清新的氧气分子。5个小时等候,机场人很多,甚至找不到一个休息的地方,我只能拖着疲惫的身体走到令我无可奈何的咖啡厅。价格贵的吓人,我在想是我落伍了,还是中国变化太大了。继续看书,疲倦开始一股股袭来,夜幕中,终于坐上回西安的飞机。从高空中看夜晚的西安很美,发着橙色光的条条带子在黑色中蜿蜒曲折,那是一条条高速公路,连接着每一个灯火通明的城市。那一刻,我想家的情绪开始悸动,视线下就是我的家乡。没有眼泪,没有冲动,我很开心地见到爸爸妈妈,还有叔叔,他们都没怎么变,而是我长大了。回家了,空气很不好,突然的感觉,西安还是落后,灰尘满天,宛如我从一个时代回到了之前的另一个时代。晚上11点到家,已经有大概24个小时没有好好休息,因为时差,我反而很精神。总而言之,回家了,安心了。