LifeLink Devotions for Wednesday, March 27, 2024

One of the highlights of ministry life for me is to see people from radically different religious backgrounds coming together in Christ and forming a loving, unified body because of the peace provided for them at the cross. I am especially blessed to have experienced this in another culture.

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about the Philippines lately. It happens every year at this time around my birthday, because friends in Davao City hosted some of my greatest birthday parties. As I watched videos recently of the college graduation and the Pastor’s Conference, I realize how much I miss all of them. I am especially moved by the transforming power of the cross when I think about the tribal churches that have been planted up in the mountains. I have visited many of those churches, and I remember one in particular. The church met in a community shelter in this extremely poverty stricken area. Now you must not visualize a community center according to American standards. This is the Philippines. The building was 8’ x 8’ made of bamboo with a palm branch roof, and a small 15’ x 10’ dirt courtyard surrounded by a broken down bamboo fence. We had church there on Sunday morning in the courtyard, with around 45 people in attendance. They had walked for miles down the mountain trails to get there that morning so that we would not have to try to take the mission vehicle up the muddy trail to their village. We sang some songs to the sounds of a crude guitar played by one of the tribal boys who was learning to praise God with an instrument. No worship band – just worshipping people! It was awesome. I preached that morning on Elijah and the prophets of Baal when they met on the mountain and God’s power conquered the false worshippers.

The reason I had chosen that story was because of the living reality of it in those people. They came from a tribe of false worshippers and spiritism, and they had never heard the truth of Jesus until one of the graduates of our Bible college went there to plant a church. These had been people who had never seen a white man, and who probably would have killed one in their village area if he had gone there unannounced and unescorted. They were dressed as well as their meager means would allow. A few of them still had some teeth. By any American standards they were to be avoided if met on the street. But now, because of the cross, we were worshipping together. We were smiling at each other with a joy that is only shared between family members. In fact, I am crying my eyes out right now as I write this because of the joy in my heart that Jesus saves equally and completely. Just think, in Christ we have equal access to the Father! I receive no preferential treatment from God because I am American or have a home or money or cars or because I dress right, and especially not because I have a particular color of skin. In Christ we are all one!

That’s the power of the cross – it brings peace that passes all human reason. Let’s not draw lines of separation between people when Jesus came to obliterate those lines and make us one!

Ephesians 2:11-18 “Now in Christ Jesus you who once were far away have been brought near through the blood of Christ. For he himself is our peace…”

Pastor John