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Missionary John Flynn removed his hat to wipe his forehead with a kerchief, then leaned back in his camel’s saddle to drink deeply from his canteen. Neither strategy offered much relief from the heat of the Outback in South Australia, but John scarcely minded.

Camels of the Outback ready to transport wool and other goods.

As a recent 1910 graduate from Melbourne University (with a theology degree), he was living his dream, planted within his heart by God himself—a dream so out-sized, so impossible, some people would find it laughable:

“Your assignment, should you accept it, is to provide for the spiritual, social, and medical needs of people in the Outback.”

That assignment came through the Presbyterian Church General Assembly, to serve in Beltana, a small settlement of less than 200 people–with the surrounding region, about the size of the British Isles.

He’d come to love the Outback in spite of multiple challenges: no communication between far-spread sheep ranchers and miners, no radio service, no medical help for hundreds of miles, and the arid climate with sweltering summers.

Undaunted by these factors, John had set about fulfilling his assignment. In 1912 he presented his report to the Assembly. They then formed the Australian Inland Mission and delegated John as “the first superintendent, responsible for the northern half of the continent” [1].

Mission impossible indeed!

His staff included one nurse who managed the single nursing station, and one traveling “patrol padre” who ministered as he could—from conducting worship services, weddings and funerals, to offering medical aid, and assisting ranchers with their work [2].

John’s team also received five camels for transportation and as beasts of burden.

Within a year, John had overseen the construction of the first Outback hospital, paid for by a generous friend. Always, he was traveling, helping in any way he could, and sharing about the wonderful life-change Jesus offers.

Young John Flynn

He considered his impossible mission an honor:

“If Jesus of Nazareth is indeed the Son of Almighty God; if He was in reality ‘God with us,’ showing us the Father; if it is a fact that we only sojourn on this earth for a while, and then appear before the Creator of the universe . . . what more honourable [sic] calling can a man follow than getting his fellows to realise [sic] this fact and act upon it” [3]?

In 1917, John received a letter from Clifford Peel, a lieutenant in the Australia Air Corps. He’d left medical school to help Britain fight against Germany.

Australian bombers, World War 1

Clifford explained he’d read about John’s work and suggested aeroplanes might be useful in providing medical care to remote areas. John too became enthused about the idea.

Had Clifford survived the war, he undoubtedly would have sought to join John in his work. But weeks before Germany’s surrender, his plane disappeared over France.

It was up to John to bring Clifford’s idea to life—a challenge that would take ten years. First was the cost—hundreds of dollars for just one plane, not to mention pilots, fuel, mechanics, landing strips and more.

 Another impossible mission.

But for John that word impossible just fueled his determination. He launched The Inlander Magazine that highlighted Outback conditions and needs, suggesting ways that life could be improved. Thousands of people donated to the cause [4].

In 1928, the Flying Doctor Service (FDS) became a reality with a rented plane from a new airline, Qantas. Within the first year, Doctor St. Vincent Welch visited 255 patients [5].

One of first Qantas airplanes

Of course, such visits would have been impossible without a way for people to contact the FDS. John had inspired inventor Alfred Traeger to solve that problem. He designed a pedal-operated generator to power radio receivers [6].

During World War II, FDS provided medical care to troops and civilians in Australia and other areas of the Pacific region. It soon became apparent the ministry greatly strengthened Australia’s position against the Japanese [7].

Medical care wasn’t John’s only dream. His vision included support for the children being homeschooled in isolated areas, who rarely had contact with other children or teachers.

School of the Air was established in 1951, using the FDS radio network. Children could interact with others, ask questions of their teacher, and supplement their correspondence lessons [8].

John Flynn died of cancer that same year. Imagine his pleasure to know the Royal Flying Doctor Service (renamed in 1955) still functions today.

In fact, his impossible mission has grown to impossible size. More than 900 patients receive care each day in one of the 22,000+ RFDS clinics, or by aeromedical transport in one of eighty-three planes, based in twenty-three locations, as well as many by telehealth consults [9]. In addition, School of the Air still ministers to Outback families.

Perhaps even John Flynn would marvel at the outcome of his impossible mission. Then again, he’d probably just smile and softly quote Matthew 19:26:


 

[1] https://sahistoryhub.history.sa.gov.au/people/john-flynn-obe/

[2] Ibid.

[3] https://dailydeclaration.org.au/2021/10/13/the-royal-flying-doctor-service-and-the-rev-john-flynn/

[4] https://vision.org.au/read/articles/episode-247-john-flynn/

[5] Ibid.

[6] https://www.flyingdoctor.org.au/news/how-alfred-traeger-gave-outback-its-voice/

[7] https://medrecruit.medworld.com/articles/the-history-of-the-royal-flying-doctor-service;

https://vision.org.au/read/articles/episode-247-john-flynn

[8] https://www.flyingdoctor.org.au/about-the-rfds/history/john-flynn-bio/

[9] Ibid.

Other Sources:

https://www.chr.org.au/schools-content/2.-John-Flynn

https://christianhistoryinstitute.org/dailystory/permalink/rev-flynn-advocated-a-flying-ambulance-for-australias-outback

https://didyouknow.org.au/johnflynn/

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No, that’s not a typo in the title, although I can see why you’d think so. We’re much more accustomed to the reminder, “think ahead.”

But recently I came across that title-phrase in Debora M. Coty’s book, Fear, Faith, and a Fistful of Chocolate [1].

She suggests we turn hindsight—for all God’s previous provision, guidance, and blessing—into foresight and trust his care for us in the future, to thank him ahead of time for what he’s going to do (pp. 115-116).

A doubter might say, “That seems a bit presumptuous. Everybody knows God doesn’t always give us what we want. Thanking him ahead of time for what we may not receive doesn’t make much sense.”

Our doubter is partially right: God doesn’t cater to our every desire, no matter how fervently we pray. But that’s a good thing. Surely all of us can think of a deeply held desire that seemed within God’s will, and we repeatedly asked him to supply it, only to be disappointed.

We’d do well to remember what Puritan minister John Flavel wrote long ago:

We might begin to thank ahead by expressing gratitude for such blessings as deeper confidence in God as we cling to him in trust, greater strength of character that’s growing within, and important life-lessons learned as we wait [2].

But that’s not all.

To thank ahead is a step of faith in what we know.

For example: God turns all things to good for those who love him. We may not see what that good is until we get to heaven, but we know our perfect God always works things out perfectly, in his perfect timing [3].

To thank ahead prepares the heart for what God will do.

Let’s say we need a new car. It would be quite impudent to expect a new Corvette ZR1X and thank God for it ahead of time. But we can be grateful he’ll supply our need of transportation and give us the patience to wait, if necessary, until his chosen moment for provision [4].

To thank ahead turns our minds from worthless worry to uplifting truth.

Why is it our minds love to whirl around anxious thoughts? The act of faith-fueled gratitude shifts our focus from our concerns and problems to God’s attributes and promises.

Psalm 145:7-8 offers a list of attributes to get us started:

Many of you know of George Mueller . . .

. . . who built and superintended orphanages in Bristol, England during the 1800s. Over the sixty years of his ministry, thousands of children received loving care within those facilities and learned about Jesus.

Muller was known for his devotion to prayer. He never asked for funding or borrowed to meet expenses.

One morning there was nothing to feed the children. George instructed the housemother to seat the children in the dining room as usual. He then thanked God for the food–and waited. George knew God would not let the children go hungry.

Soon a baker appeared at the door. “I couldn’t sleep last night,” he explained. “And somehow I knew you’d need bread this morning. So I got up and baked three batches for you. I’ll bring it in!”

Minutes later a milkman knocked at the door. “My cart has broken down here on your street, Mr. Mueller. It’ll spoil by the time we get the wheel fixed. Could you use some free milk?”

And the ten cans of milk provided just enough for the 300 children.[5]

Notice: In this case, George did nothing to solve the problem. He simply trusted and waited.

George knew:

By thanking ahead, we’ll grow such unwavering trust in our own hearts.


[1] Another thrift store find, published by Barbour, 2013.

[2] Hebrews 12:11

[3] Romans 8:28; Ecclesiastes 3:11

[4] Philippians 4:19; Lamentations 3:25

[5] https://www.georgemuller.org/devotional/a-famous-story-about-mullers-faith).

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“Please come—a young mother is dying!” cried the young man at the door.

Twenty-three-year-old missionary, Lillian Trasher, grabbed her medical kit and followed him to a dirty hovel. The poverty and stench that greeted her didn’t surprise Lillian. After three months in Assiut, Egypt, she was growing accustomed to the deprivation.

Lillian had no means to save the young woman. Her sickly, scrawny infant mewled with hunger.

“You must keep the baby,” family members insisted. “There is no one here who can care for her.”

So Lillian took the infant back to the mission house. A few days later the director insisted Lillian return the child, explaining, “Her incessant crying keeps everyone awake at night.”

“I can’t take her back,” Lillian protested.

Her only alternative: spend the few rupees she had to rent a little house and purchase a bit of furniture.

But living on her own meant no further support from the mission station. Lillian prayed for God to supply, and begged from her neighbors. Day by day God provided.

Before long, other orphans were brought to Lillian and the Assiut Orphanage came into existence. The year: 1911. Lillian must have smiled to trace the events God had orchestrated, leading to this outcome.

Lillian Trasher

Four years earlier she’d traveled from home in Brunswick, Georgia to Atlanta, to interview for a newspaper job as a sketch artist. On the way she just happened to meet Mattie Perry, an orphanage director from North Carolina.

Mattie described the work and “how they lived by faith, believing each day that God would supply all their needs”[1]. Mattie invited the would-be sketch artist to come work with her. Lillian declined.

But it just so happened the sketch-artist position went to someone else by mistake, after Lillian had supposedly been hired. She decided to work at the orphanage after all.

For five years she handled all sorts of tasks and learned the many facets of orphanage administration. She also attended Bible School, pastored a church for a short time, and even traveled as an evangelist.

In 1910 Lillian became engaged. But, as it happened, ten days before the wedding, she heard a missionary from India speak passionately about his work. Lillian felt strongly God was calling her to mission work–in Africa. Her fiancé, however, felt no such call, and Lillian broke off the engagement.

Next, Lillian just happened to attend a Christian conference where she met a missionary working in Assiut. He invited her to join their team; Lillian accepted.

Assiut, bottom right corner

Her family expressed concern, but older sister Jennie volunteered to go along, just until she was settled. Jennie never left.

By 1915, the two women were caring for fifty orphans and needed more space. Miraculously, a large property was supplied across the river in Abnub for just $250. She and the older children made a kiln and baked their own bricks to construct the needed buildings.

Lillian and her children, 1920

1919 brought political unrest and British authorities required everyone at the orphanage to evacuate. The boys were sent to a Presbyterian school in Assiut, the girls to a hospital.  

Lillian and Jennie returned to America and spent the year raising funds for the work. When they returned in 1920, Lillian began taking in anyone in need, including widows and the blind. They helped with the work of the orphanage, and by 1923, 300 lived on the compound.

God continued to meet their needs, sometimes in spectacular ways. One time an anonymous donor sent a truckload of foodstuffs. And when Lord Maclay of Scotland visited the orphanage, he gave Lillian $5,000 for her work. Later he sent another $25,000 [2].

As World War II began, the Assiut Orphanage housed seven hundred people. Once again, food and supplies became scarce.

In April of 1941, the American ambassador shared incredible news. A Red Cross ship had been enroute to Greece when that nation fell to the Nazis.

The captain had received orders to dump the supplies and return home. But a soldier on board knew of Lillian and persuaded the captain to unload at Alexandria.

“Believe it or not,” announced the ambassador, “you have a warehouse full of clothing, blankets, and towels, hundreds of kegs of powdered milk, many sacks of rice, and more! It’s all waiting for you”[3]!

By the 1950s, the orphanage included sixteen buildings: dormitories, a hospital wing, chapel, school, nurseries, bakery, sewing rooms, carpentry workshop, gardens, and more. Over a thousand children resided on the grounds [4].

Of course, throughout the years, Lillian and Jennie made sure their charges knew about Jesus. Thousands committed their lives to him [5].

Now, 125 years since its founding, the legacy of Lillian Trasher (and Jennie) lives on in the still-functioning facility. However, in 1961, shortly after Lillian’s death, the name became the Lillian Trasher Orphanage.  


[1] https://oercommons.org/courseware/lesson/60957/student/?section=19

[2] https://christiansforsocialaction.org/resource/heroes-of-the-faith-lillian-trasher/

[3] https://oercommons.org/

[4] https://www.cbeinternational.org/resource/story-lillian-trasher/

[5] https://oercommons.org/

Other Sources:

https://www.gc.cuny.edu/sites/default/files/2021-12/Beth-Baron%2C-22Nile-Mother-Lillian-Trasher-and-the-Orphans-of-Egypt-22.pdf

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Chances are you’ve never heard of Dixie Thompson. She was the music director for one of the churches my husband pastored. Descriptors for Dixie would include:

(We performed “I’ll Be Home for Christmas” in 1998. That’s me on the right.)

  • Gifted; directing all aspects of a musical (instruments, choir, players, narrator, stage crew, sound technician, etc.–and making it look easy)
  • Talented; bringing the best out of each participant
  • Good listener; not interrupting, seeking to understand
  • Unflappable; calm under fire
  • Encouraging; often writing notes of appreciation

When I happened to be with Dixie at a restaurant or store, we’d always run into people she knew. And everybody wanted to talk to Dixie. She made each person feel important to her.

Much sooner than we would have liked, God chose to take Dixie home to heaven. She died of a brain tumor several years after my husband had been assigned to another church.

Hundreds of people attended her funeral. And the numerous stories told that afternoon gave indication of Dixie’s widespread impact.

Does that sound appealing—to influence for good the people around you?

In fact, that’s a normal desire:

“The drive to significance is a simple extension of the creative impulse of God that gave us being . . . We were built to count as water is made to run downhill. We are placed in a specific context to count in ways that no one else does. That is our destiny” [1].

But to accomplish our destiny requires determination. Determination to:

Accept who we are and where we are (Psalm 138:8)

‘Feeling ordinary? Insignificant? Unseen? Your feelings are lying to you!

“There is no such thing as an insignificant person or an insignificant place or an insignificant position” [2].

Granted, some people are like Waterford crystal, refracting the light and drawing praise. Others of us feel as forgettable as a compost bin.

Just remember: Crystal can be fragile, but that unremarkable compost bin offers “rich possibilities for fertilizing the lives of others” [3].

Pray to be prepared (Psalm 143:10)

“God’s recipe for significance is to get low, not high, to commit our plans to the Lord in prayer, not to move ahead without a sense of his blessing and guidance ”[4].

We can pray each day that God will work and speak through us to benefit those we encounter.

Invest in others (1 Thessalonians 5:11)

A life isn’t significant except for its impact on other lives” (Jackie Robinson).

And impact occurs as we help and support, share and give, listen and encourage, challenge and celebrate those around us.

Cumulate words and deeds (Zechariah 4:10a)

“Never underestimate the power of a simple act of kindness or an encouraging word” [5].

Sometimes what seems like ordinary conversation and ordinary gestures actually add up to far-reaching impact.

I think of my grandmother, whose steady faith over the course of her life, her consistent kindness, overriding serenity, and more still inspire me, more than fifty years after she went home to her beloved Jesus.

Model / Be an example (Matthew 5:16)

An impactful example can occur even when we’re unaware.

“With every deed you are sowing a seed, though the harvest you may not see.”—Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

Words are seeds too. Even an overheard conversation might be just the catalyst to turn a mind toward Christ.

[Be] Tenacious of faith (1 Corinthians 15:58)

We can determine to be tenacious, faithful, and watchful people, always attentive to those persons God puts in front of us, and seeking to honor him by honoring them. Then “we trust there will be fruit whether we see it or not” [6].

Stir these actions into your life . . .

  • I nvestment in others
  • M odeling / Be an example
  • P rayers of preparation
  • A cceptance of who we are and where we are
  • C umulation of simple words and deeds
  • T enacity of faith

. . . and you will indeed provide IMPACT in this world, an impact that extends into eternity.

No doubt people are still entering heaven’s gates who were impacted by the legacy of Dixie Thompson, and even of my dear grandmother.


[1] Dallas Willard, The Divine Conspiracy: Rediscovering Our Hidden Life in God, quoted by Sara Hagerty in Unseen, 40.

[2] Anne Graham Lotz, The Vision of His Glory, 77.

[3] illustration from Maggie Wallem Row, This Life We Share, 15.

[4] Dane Ortlund, In the Lord I Take Refuge, 359.

[5] Dorothea Shields, https://liviingmagazine.net/a-life-of-significance

[6] Hilary Yancey, contributor to A Moment to Breathe, 135.

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Mama pressed her cheek against Nabby’s forehead. “Your fever is subsiding. Do you feel up to reading?” 

Eleven-year-old Nabby nodded, as her mother refluffed the pillow. “What shall it be? A bit of European history? One of Papa’s theology books? Shakespeare?”

“All three, please! I’m so tired of lying here—again.

Mama began straightening the bedding. “I know Nabby-Dear. This has been . . .what—your fourth illness this winter?”

Mrs. Quincy tucked the last corner of sheet and blankets. “There! That should make you more comfortable. Now I’ll get your sister to fetch those books from Papa’s library.” And she headed downstairs.

“Thank you, Mama.” Nabby called, grateful she’d soon have something to occupy her mind. 

What if Mama hadn’t taught me to read and write? she thought. Many girls in the colonies received no such instruction.

Books provided such delights, and during Nabby’s frequent illnesses, they offered welcome escape from the frustration of confinement. But God’s full purpose of her love for reading and writing had yet to be revealed.

At age nineteen, Nabby (now addressed by her given name Abigail), married her beloved John after a three-year courtship.

Abigail’s father, a Congregationalist minister, did not approve of the young lawyer and feared he offered little promise for the future.

The young couple settled in John’s hometown of Braintree, Massachusetts, south of Boston, about ten miles from Abigail’s parents.

John and Abigail’s home on the right; his parents’ to the left

Within the first year, a daughter was born, followed by a son three years later. Four more children would be added to the family; two would die very young. 

Abigail cared for the household and farm (tended by tenant workers), while John’s growing law practice took him throughout Massachusetts. Soon he was spending much of his time in Boston, so the family moved there in 1768.

Colonial Boston

By 1771, they were swept up in the fervor for American independence as the city suffered through British occupation. Abigail and John moved back to Braintree, away from the tension and danger.

John represented Massachusetts at the First Continental Congress in 1774, held in Philadelphia. From that point, through the pre-war years and the Revolution itself, John served the cause away from home.

The couple wrote a flurry of correspondence to one another, with more than 1,100 of their letters preserved to this day. Abigail’s reveal keen intelligence, extensive scripture-knowledge and strong faith.

For example:

In 1775 as danger mounted, she wrote to John:

“‘The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong; but the God of Israel is He that giveth strength and power unto His people. Trust in Him at all times . . . God is a refuge for us’ (Ecclesiastes 9:11; Psalm 62:8).

“Charlestown is laid in ashes. The battle began upon our entrenchment upon Bunker’s Hill, Saturday morning about three o’clock, and has not ceased yet, and it is now three o’clock Sabbath afternoon” (1).

In 1776 colonists suffered shortages of food and supplies. She wrote: 

“He who fed the Israelites in the wilderness (Deuteronomy 8:16), who clothes the lilies of the field (Matthew 6:28) and feeds the young ravens when they cry (Job 38:41) will not forsake a people engaged in so righteous a cause, if we remember his loving-kindness” (2).

In 1777-1778, John traveled to France with Benjamin Franklin, to gain support for the war effort. John’s oldest son accompanied them.

Abigail wrote:

“I am sometimes thrown into an agony of distress. Distance, dangers, and oh, I cannot name all the fears which sometimes oppress me . . .

“. . . That we rest under the shadow of the Almighty (Psalm 91:1) is the consolation to which I resort, and find that comfort which the world cannot give” (John 14:27).

Post-Revolution, John helped draft the Treaty of Paris, served in various diplomatic roles including ambassador to Britain, then as vice president under George Washington, and finally John Adams became the second president of the United States.

The Adams’ home, beginning 1788

On Inauguration Day, 1797, Abigail wrote to her husband:

“You have this day to declare yourself head of a nation. And now O Lord my God thou has made thy servant ruler over the people (1 Kings 3:7), give unto him an understanding heart before this great people, that he may discern between good and bad, for who is able to judge this thy so great a people” (1 Kings 3:9; 2 Chronicles 1:10) (4)?

And John responded: “I never wanted your advice and assistance more in my life” (5).

No doubt Abigail Adams’ faith-filled wisdom, discernment, and encouragement continued to support John well as he served America for another four years. 

Upon her death in 1818, Abigail’s son John Quincy Adams and America’s sixth president quoted Proverbs 31:10 to describe his mother, that “her price was indeed above rubies.”

Notes: 

1. https://wallbuilders.com/resource/celebrating-abigail-adams/

2, 3, and 4. https://www.americanbible.org/engage/bible-blog/articles/abigail-adams-woman-of-valor/

5. https://www.frc.org/blog/2021/03/abigail-adams-force-womens-rights-and-abolition#gsc.tab=0

Additional source:

https://thehistorymom.com/2023/03/01/booking-it-through-history-first-ladies-abigail-adams/

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Many of us memorized 1 Peter 5:7 as children:

Did you ever wonder how we cast our anxiety?

After all, our concerns aren’t jammed into heavy backpacks we can physically heave onto God’s back. We’re talking in the abstract–about nagging problems, physical ailments, troubling situations.

And in spite of God’s capacity and willingness to be our Burden-Bearer (Psalm 68:19), we find anxiety and fear niggling among our thoughts just the same. It’s difficult to get rid of them.

We know gratitude and praise to God can be effective burden-lifters, but worries can linger on the periphery, waiting for the first opportunity to return. Is that a sign of failure?

Here’s what I’ve learned; maybe you have too.

First, ‘remember learning math facts in school?

Mastery required practice because that’s how God made our brains to work. We learn by making neural connections, called synapses. For most of us, it takes a good deal of repetition for synapse-connections to become hard-wired (1).

Second, it makes sense that the advanced skill of controlling our thinking is also going to require practice. It’s a sign of wisdom to keep turning our minds back to God–a hundred times a day if necessary.

Third, I also know this: God appreciates progress; he doesn’t withhold his delight in us until we’re perfect. 

Consider God’s message through the prophet Zechariah: 

So, when a concern wants front-and-center attention in our minds, let’s implement:

Strategy #1: Keep turning the mind to gratitude and praise.

Matthew Henry, the great Bible commentator of the 1600s had his wallet stolen one day. But instead of fretting about it, he wrote this in his journal:

“I thank Thee first because I was never robbed before; second because although they took my purse they did not take my life; third, because although they took my all, it was not much; and fourth because it was I who was robbed, and not I who robbed.”

Henry’s reasons for gratitude surely helped to shift the burden of anxiety from his own shoulders to the formidable shoulders of God. Just reading his entry lifts my spirit. 

Strategy #2: Affirm that God can turn burdens into blessings.  

God achieves purpose, even in our suffering. One purpose: to expand the joy in our lives (James 1:2).

For twenty-six years I taught elementary school. One difficult year, the problems and resulting tension intensified. And yet, as I got in the car each morning, I strongly sensed God’s presence with me, as if he sat in the passenger seat! 

His presence gave me joy–to the point of happy tears sometimes–while also offering reassurance and strength. Without the increased stress, I would not have experienced that singular blessedness.

Strategy #3:  Remember who God is.

For God to be our Burden-Bearer, we have to trust him, and trust grows as we remember:     

He’s our Father of compassion, our ever-present help in trouble, our King of power and glory, our loving and faithful God, our strong deliverer, and more (3). He can handle any load of trouble.

In fact, what seems to us a crushing burden is as inconsequential to him as a speck of dust on a balance scale (4).

*     *     *     *     *     *     * 

Lord, help me remember: You are the one with the answer to every question, the solution to every problem, and the wisdom for every decision (5). To worry is to forget Who’s in charge. May I joyfully rest in you.   

Notes:

  1. https://earlychildhood.qld.gov.au/early-years/early-learning-at-home/read-and-count/the-power-of-repetition
  2. Karol Ladd, Thrive, Don’t Simply Survive, 54-55.
  3. Psalm 103:13; 46:1;1 Chronicles 29:11; Psalm 57:10; 18:2.
  4. Based on a Charles Spurgeon quote from Morning by Morning, 8.
  5. Kay Arthur, His Imprint, My Expression, 36.

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Maria (pronounced Ma-RYE-ah) Fearing and three friends stood at the ship’s rail, eager to see the coastline of their destination: Africa. For twelve days since leaving New York they’d waited not-so-patiently for this moment. Now it was almost upon them.

Maria remembered when missionary work in Africa first caught her interest. She’d been a teenage house slave and nanny for the youngest six children of the Winston family, on their plantation near Gainesville, Alabama. 

At bedtime, Mrs. Winston read Bible stories to her children as well as tales of missionaries like David Livingstone. How wonderful, thought Maria, to share about Jesus with people who’ve never heard of him before.

Slavery ended in 1865; Maria was twenty-seven. Becoming a missionary was still out of the question; she had no education. But Maria found employment in Gainesville as a live-in maid, grateful to God for the skills she’d learned in the Winston household. 

Five years later, Maria heard about a school founded by two former slaves and for former slaves, Talladega College, which included grades 1-12 as well as college courses.

Talledega College

Students could work on campus and pay their way. Maria traveled the 150 miles to Talladega by walking and catching rides.

She began her schooling with the youngest children. They teased at first—a grown woman with six-year-olds! But Maria played with them at recess and earned their affection. 

While at Talladega, Maria met Lucy Gantt and Lilian Thomas. Though much younger than Maria, the three women became close friends.

Setting her mind toward success, Maria made quick progress toward completing ninth grade. That qualified her to teach in a rural school for the children of former slaves.

Perhaps her classroom looked similar to this one.

She soon achieved another goal, purchasing a small home. Sometime later Talladega invited Maria to return and serve as assistant matron. She accepted.

In 1894 William Shepherd came to the school to tell about his missionary work in the Congo (now Zaire).

Maria remembered Mrs. Winston’s stories and how she’d dreamed of becoming a missionary. When William invited others to join him, Maria volunteered.

However, her interview with the Presbyterian mission board did not go well. She was fifty-six years old, and though perfectly healthy, Maria appeared frail at just five feet tall and ninety pounds. 

“We’re very sorry, Miss Fearing, but we cannot support you,” they declared.

Maria didn’t acquiesce. She met with a church leader, asking him to vouch for her; friends also interceded on her behalf. With their recommendations, the board relented, if she’d pay her own way. 

Maria thanked God he’d inspired her to buy a home, which she happily sold, and with a $100 donation from Telladega women, arranged for the journey. 

Now it was June 1894, and she found herself standing next to her two friends from Talledega, Lucy and Lilian, who’d also volunteered. Lucy had since married the missionary William Shepherd, and together the foursome watched the coastline of Africa come into view. 

However, their journey was not over. They still faced the arduous trek to the mission station, over land and down rivers for 600 miles or so, and taking another six weeks. 

Finally they arrived at the Luebo Mission. Maria began to help the couple in charge however she could, while focused on learning the language. She became quite proficient in just one year’s time.

Also at the one-year mark, the mission board decided to pay her at half rate, then full salary after two years. 

Maria and Lilian cared for forty-four children who’d been orphaned or rescued from the slave trade. They called Maria Mama Wa Mputu, Mother from Far Away.

Perhaps the Luebo school looked similar to this one in Malawi, Africa, 1905.

She and Lillian taught the children household skills, preparing them for domestic employment when they left the mission. But they also taught reading, writing, arithmetic, and Bible knowledge.

All her life God had been preparing Maria for this position, beginning with training in the Winston home, her time as a nanny, and then a teacher. 

The school grew. Some of the new students were those Maria herself purchased out of the slave trade from her meager salary and with funds sent by friends from Talladega. By 1903, 203 students lived under their care—with the help of more teachers. 

Maria also contributed to the translation of the Bible, the catechism, and a number of hymns into the local dialect.

In 1915, at age 77, Maria traveled to America for minor surgery, but when she prepared to return to Africa, the mission board said no, she was too old. 

Maria must have been heartbroken, yet she continued to serve, establishing a Congolese art exhibit, sending the proceeds to the mission at Luebo, and teaching Sunday School until age 93.

After touching countless lives with the grace of Jesus, Maria Fearing died at age 99. 

In the year 2000, she was posthumously inducted into the Alabama Women’s Hall of Fame.

SOURCES:

Diana Lynn Severance, Her-Story, 342. 

https://ca.thegospelcoalition.org/columns/femmes-scriptura/meet-maria-fearing-african-american-missionary-to-congo/

https://encyclopediaofalabama.org/article/maria-fearing/

https://faithfullymagazine.com/maria-fearing-remember/https://placefortruth.org/maria-fearing-and-the-mission-to-the-congo/

Lorelei Siemens, “Maria Fearing: From Slavery to Missionary in Africa,” http://www.youtube.com, 2-26-25.

https://placefortruth.org/maria-fearing-and-the-mission-to-the-congo/

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Currently my prayers for others include healing from illness, avoidance of surgery, a smooth path ahead into a new life-phase, and guidance for an important decision. 

Good things for good people.

But not long ago I had occasion to peruse Paul’s second letter to the Thessalonian church.  Four times in three short chapters, Paul expressed his prayers for these Christians facing persecution and trials (2 Thessalonians 1:4).

His prayers surprised me.

Did he include protection from their enemies? No. Rescue from persecution? No. Lives of peace so they could share about Christ without threat? No. 

Instead, Paul asked for God’s empowerment, encouragement, strength, understanding of God’s love, endurance, and inner peace.

Why were these qualities uppermost in his mind? 

First, GOD’S EMPOWERMENT would help them live true to their faith (1:11 CEV), so they might honor God and God might honor them (v. 12).

And what might that honor look like?  Shalom—which includes inner tranquility, divine wholeness, prosperity of soul, and more (1)—even during trials.

We too can ask God to empower those we pray for, that they might honor him, experience his shalom, and anticipate the supreme honor of hearing him declare, “Well done, good and faithful servant” (2).  

We’d do well to pray the same for ourselves. 

Second, GOD’S ENCOURAGEMENT AND STRENGTH would lead the Thessalonians to always do and say what is good (2 Thessalonians 2:17 GNT).

In the previous verse, Paul reminded these readers of God’s love and grace to them.

Perhaps he wanted to stir up memories of God’s goodness on display in the past, and once inspired, they’d be fueled to show goodness to one another within their church—to keep one another lifted up. 

And that integrity would draw those outside the church to Jesus (3).

Third, GREATER UNDERSTANDING OF GOD’S LOVE AND ENDURANCE, provided through Christ (2 Thessalonians 3:5 GNT), would cause their confidence in him to grow.

Then, when challenges arose, the Thessalonian church would remain steadfast and unflinching in the face of persecution.

Down through the centuries Christians have suffered for their faith. Even now in Asia and Africa, Christ-followers bear up under imprisonment and torture.

Meriam Ibrahim was just such a prisoner, sentenced to death for refusing to become a Muslim.  Her second child was born while Meriam was behind bars. 

Finally her captors threatened to torture her with one hundred lashes followed by hanging, but Meriam later stated she never even considered acquiescing to her captors. 

An international campaign for her release saved Meriam’s life. She now lives in the U.S (4). 

Though we and our loved ones may never face such circumstances, we’re wise to prepare ourselves, and pray for endurance to stay the course—for all of us.

And last, PEACE—Shalom—from the Lord of Peace himself (3:16 HCSB).

Here shalom is not just alluded to; Paul prays for it specifically, that the Thessalonians might enjoy “at all times and in every way” this most sublime blessing.

No doubt, Meriam experienced such inner tranquility and deep, settled confidence. It can be ours also, as we stand on the strong foundation of:

  • God’s promises. He is a refuge, a stronghold, who never forsakes those who seek him (5). 
  • God’s sovereignty and perfections. With flawless wisdom he always acts rightly (6).
  • God’s power. Sometimes he rescues, as he did in Meriam’s case. Other times, in his wisdom of all things, he deems it best not to. It’s then we see his miraculous power to carry his followers through, as he has thousands of martyrs who’ve gone to their deaths praying and singing.

So what about our prayers for good outcomes and guidance? Are they improper somehow? Not at all. In another letter, Paul told us to pray about everything.

So I’ll continue to pray for D. to be healed, for N. not to require surgery, for C.’s path ahead to be made clear, and A., as she and her family look to God for guidance.

But I’ll also add God’s empowerment to persevere, his encouragement and strength to live with integrity in spite of challenges, to experience God’s love in palpable ways, and to rest in his shalom. 

California landscape by Thomas Hill (1829-1908)

Notes:

  1. Isaiah 32:17
  2. Matthew 25:21
  3. Matthew 5:14-16
  4. (https://www.eauk.org/idea/five-famous-christians-who-went-to-prison.cfm )
  5. Psalm 9:9-10
  6. Psalm 145:17

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Black coffee steamed, a fir-scented candle glowed as I began to journal a prayer from Colossians 1:9-12, in response to a Bible study prompt. What follows is the result, with recent additions and revisions.

Perhaps you’d like to pray along?

Thank you, Father, for including many exemplary prayers in the Bible. Moses showed us how to intercede for others, David, how to praise, and Daniel, how to pray using scripture (1).

You’ve also provided promises, assuring our prayers will be answered–for those who believe in you, seek to live your ways, and pray according to your will (2)

With these assurances in mind, I appropriate for me Paul’s prayer for the Colossian Christians (1:9-12), desiring to experience the same realities in my life: knowledge of your will, obedience worthy of you, power to endure, and joyful gratitude for the promised inheritance in your kingdom.

I too pray to be filled with the knowledge of your will (v.9)—for small matters and major decisions alike. I know that fulfillment of your purpose will result in prosperity of soul (3).

I pray for spiritual wisdom and understanding (v. 9), “to recognize truth and discern reality from your point of view.” Many want to make truth relative to fit their world view apart from you. But “ignorance of spiritual realities is the constant source of error, instability, and sorrow” (4).

In contrast, knowledge of your divine truth brings helpful instruction, guidance, comfort, and more. For me to live by your truth is what you deserve, as my all-wise, loving Father. It also brings you honor and allows me to enjoy “life in all its fullness.” How lavish you are in your goodness, O Lord (6)! 

May my life “be the kind that brings credit to [your] grace” (7). One way to do that is to bear fruit (v. 10); to be your instrument of mercy to others with my words and actions. But to do that I need your power, Father, your enablement to carry out what you ask. 

I also need your power to persevere, equipping me to even triumph through trials. Eugene Peterson called it “glory-strength—strength that endures the unendurable and spills over into joy” (v. 11 MSG). Such an incredible gift!

I praise you for your supply of endurance. Millions of martyrs who’ve gone before have proved: no circumstance in life can ever defeat . . . no event can ever vanquish (8).

How many, Lord, were tortured and maimed, killed by lions in the Roman Colosseum, burned alive, or tied inside a burlap sack and thrown in a river to drown?

The Christian Martyrs’ Last Prayer by Jean-Leon Gerome, 1883

And yet as death drew near, they spoke and sang words of joy, because of their love for you and their confidence of heaven with you. You made it possible for them, you’ll make it possible for me to deal triumphantly with whatever life delivers.

You also provide patience to withstand unpleasant, even malicious people. You make it possible to set aside bitterness, despair, and exasperation and focus instead on the joyful conclusion ahead, just as Christ did.

Help me to do so, Father. May I remember to take encouragement from your promise that even out of evil, you bring good (9).

Your most mature saints exemplify “giving joyful thanks” (v. 12), even as they suffer. Amy Carmichael, missionary to India, offered a perfect example.

She was often in pain from neuralgia, sometimes bedridden for weeks at a time, yet served faithfully for fifty-five years, even writing thirty-five inspiring books.

Amy Carmichael

“Joy is not gush, ” she wrote. “Joy is not mere jolliness. Joy is perfect acquiescence ~ acceptance, rest ~ in God’s will, whatever comes.”

I know she’s right. 

Thank you, O God, for your willingness to bestow all these life-enhancing entities: knowledge of and compliance with your will that leads to satisfaction, strength and power to endure, and joy–especially in the glorious inheritance you’ve provided in your kingdom of light!

Help me do your bidding, Lord, joyfully leaving the outcome to you.

Notes:

  1. Exodus 32; Psalm 145 among many, Daniel 9.
  2. 1 Peter 3:12; 1 John 5:14-15.
  3. Psalm 40:8.
  4. 4. J. B. Phillips, The New Testament in Modern English, Colossians 1:9; Charles Spurgeon, http://www.preceptaustin.org.
  5. Psalm 119:14, 105, 52.
  6. John 10:10 GNT; Psalm 31:19.
  7. http://www.bereanbiblechurch.org.
  8. William Barclay, The Daily Study Bible, The Lettters to the Philippians, Colossians, and Thessalonians, 131.
  9. Hebrews 12:2; Romans 8:28; Genesis 50:15.

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As Mr. Banerjee[1] sat talking with her father, Hannah bent over her needlework, taking pleasure in creating embroidery for a pair of slippers.

The visitor glanced Hannah’s way and couldn’t help but notice her handiwork—the stunning colors, beautiful pattern, and exceptional workmanship.

“Forgive me, Mohashoya” (respected lady), he said. “I must say your needlework is of superb quality. Might you be able to teach my wife how it is done? You could come to my home, perhaps once a week?”

Hannah caught her breath. In that instant, God answered a two-decade prayer of her missionary family, serving in India in the 1800s.

Calcutta, near the northeastern border

Hannah had been born in Calcutta in 1826, and learned to speak the Bengali language fluently. By age twelve she was assisting her mother with the school they operated in their garden, taking responsibility for the younger students.

A deep passion began to grow within her for those who did not know Jesus, who lived without hope, peace, and joy.

In 1845, Hannah married Rev. Dr. Mullens, another missionary. Together they ministered to the citizens of Calcutta. She founded a boarding school for girls where they learned how to read and write, sew and embroider. They also studied the Bible.

But their ministry to many of the women was hampered by the Hindu custom of confining them to the inner rooms of their homes, the zenana. Outer rooms were reserved for men and guests. 

Women were considered helpless and beneath men, so they weren’t sent to school. Fathers arranged the marriages, often to a husband unknown by the bride. Many men practiced polygamy.

Within the zenanas, ill-treatment and neglect were prevalent.  If on rare occasion these women went out in public, they had to be completely covered from head to toe.

Few opportunities presented themselves to tell them about Jesus.

But that afternoon, as Mr. Banerjee asked Hannah to teach his wife embroidery, she saw the grand opportunity God was providing. Before long, the sewing lessons with Mrs. Banerjee were accompanied by dialogue about Christ and what he offers.

Soon another opportunity presented itself. An acquaintance of the family, an Indian doctor, passed away, and Hannah went to visit his daughter.

To her delight, Hannah discovered the young woman to be highly intelligent. Her father hadn’t followed the zenana customs and had provided a tutor.

“Might you be willing to start a school for other young women?” Hannah asked. Before long, twenty young women were gathering to learn how to read and write, and to hear about Jesus. Hannah presided over the school.

Through gracious diplomacy, she gained access to other zenanas. Hannah’s mother assisted with the work.

Another woman became director of the boarding school, so Hannah could expand her ministry in the zenanas. At one time, she provided spiritual care for eighty women and seventy girls [2].

Nine years previously, Hannah had written a book for Bengali Christian women. In 1861 she began another book–this time for the women of the zenanas. But Hannah became ill and did not recover. She was thirty-five years old.

Some would question God’s decision. “Her ministry had just begun!” they’d say. But scripture explains God’s view. All the days ordained for Hannah, set before even one of them came to be, had undoubtedly been fulfilled (Psalm 139:16).

Many mourned the death of Hannah LaCroix Mullens, including 150 Christian converts from Hinduism who attended her funeral with their families.

Thirty-three years later, Rev. E. M. Wherry listed the following statistics for the Zenana, Bible and Medical Mission (established in 1880):

The mission “has 73 European missionaries and assistants, 54 Bible-women, and 149 native Christian teachers and nurses. It sustains 67 schools, with 2,554 pupils and three normal schools with 115 students training for mission work” [3].

Imagine Hannah’s joy to see these women (and perhaps thousands more) enter heaven, the ripple effect from that first visit with Mrs. Banerjee.


 

[1] Actual name unknown.

[2] Diane Lynn Severance, Her-Story, 247.

[3] From Women in Missions, American Tract Society, 1894, p. 117 (available online).

Sources:

Diana Lynn Severance, Her-Story, 247.

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