The hiding place – The best – selling, inspirational true story of Corrie ten Boom.
With John and Elizabeth Sherrill
Psalm 131 My heart is not proud, Lord, my eyes are not haughty; I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me. But I have calmed and quietened myself, I am like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child I am content. Israel, put your hope in the Lord both now and for evermore.
A number of years ago when I reflected on these words, they disquieted me and made me uncomfortable. As someone who likes to study, analyse, examine and understand, a readiness to calmly set aside things without doing such things did not sit well with me. Yet I have grown to realise that there is much that I do not understand and I never will understand. Such things may be crises on the world stage such as Ukraine or Syria, seemingly intractable situations that churches face, inexplicable occurrences in the lives of individuals and other situations. As the psalmist reminds us, at all times we must put our hope and trust in the Lord, and we can silently hold such situations before our Father, praying for His kingdom to come and His will to be done on earth as it is in heaven. In all matters, both those we understand and those we do not, let us hold them before the Lord, knowing that He will hear and answer in accordance with His perfect will.
Laura bought two books about marriage relationships this week-end. Bringing out the best in your Wife and Bringing out the best in your Husband by H.N. Wright, translated into Romanian. And of course, I have to read my bit. We started together. Now, in my book, Wright mentions an old, well known story for most. It was new to me. I’ve checked the story online and was quite surprised to see that there is also a movie about it, Johnny Lingo (1969).
Like always, I will share this story here, hoping that someone will benefit from it.
During a trip to Atlanta I read an article in Reader’s Digest. I made a copy of it and have kept it in my heart and mind ever since. It was the story of Johnny Lingo, a man who lived in the South Pacific. The islanders all spoke highly of this man, but when it came time for him to find a wife the people shook their heads in disbelief. In order to obtain a wife you paid for her by giving her father cows. Four to six cows was considered a high price. But the woman Johnny Lingo chose was plain, skinny and walked with her shoulders hunched and her head down. She was very hesitant and shy. What surprised everyone was Johnny’s offer he gave eight cows for her! Everyone chuckled about it, since they believed his father-in-law put one over on him.
Several months after the wedding, a visitor from the U.S. came to the islands to trade and heard the story about Johnny Lingo and his eight-cow wife. Upon meeting Johnny and his wife the visitor was totally taken back, since this wasn’t a shy, plain and hesitant woman but one who was beautiful, poised and confident. The visitor asked about the transformation, and Johnny Lingo’s response was very simple. “I wanted an eight-cow woman, and when I paid that for her and treated her in that fashion, she began to believe that she was an eight cow woman. She discovered she was worth more than any other woman in the islands. And what matters most is what a woman thinks about herself.”
Bringing Out the Best in Your Wife, H. Norman Wright
Some of you may remember how Bunyan’s pilgrim, when called back by his wife and children from the journey on which he was setting out, put his fingers in his ears, and ran crying, Life, Life, Eternal Life.
In the same way, my family was against me when God saved me. When I was converted my folks didn’t understood this wonderful moment. They were quite blind. I felt they were my opponents. I was considered a freak. They though that someone has brainwashed me. A heretic with some strange and foreign heresies. I was baptized without their consent. My stepfather didn’t ate with me at the table because he believed that I’ve abandoned the ancestral Orthodox faith, and that was an unpardonable sin. My mother used to come in my room crying and telling me that she would rather see me with a cigarette in my mouth, in a Club with some girls than with a Bible in my hand. She was terrified. But I ran crying, Life, Life, Eternal Life.
This isn’t something new. Jesus said that:
Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword. For I have come to turn a man against his father, a daughter against her mother, a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law—a man’s enemies will be the members of his own household. Mat.10:34,35
If this is happening in your life because of your decision to follow Christ, rejoice. You’re on the right path. One of our Romanian saints said once that, When your relatives will surround you like bees or Continue reading “Life, Life, Eternal Life”