risk

Eighty years ago, on September 1, 1939, Germany invaded Poland and World War II began. Last year, I wrote about William Klein, the father of Bobby, one of my good friends growing up. A native of Czechoslovakia, Mr. Klein survived the Holocaust, spending time in the Warsaw Ghetto and in Auschwitz.

In 1939, the Jewish community made up over thirty percent of Warsaw’s population, but 320,000 died during the war — over ninety percent of the Jews. Despite penalty of execution if caught, an estimated 70,000-90,000 non-Jewish citizens of Warsaw helped hide and rescue their Jewish neighbors. 28,000 targeted people escaped death because others chose to risk everything to resist evil.

Jan Zabinski and his wife Antonina were two such heroes. Their story is depicted in The Zookeeper’s Wife, a movie filmed in 2017, and based on the 2007 book of the same title written by Diane Ackerman. Diane used the diary of Antonina to tell the story. At the age of 87, Ryszard Zabinski died in Warsaw April 18, 2019. Only seven years old at the outbreak of the war, he helped take food to the hiding strangers on his parents’ property. “Yes, we were risking death but, to me, it was just the natural thing to do. In these times, many people risked their lives.”

In 1912, most could not understand why a well-known Jewish pediatrician named Henryk Goldszmit retired from his medical career and started an orphanage for boys and girls in Warsaw. Henryk was also an author who used the pen name Janusz Korczak to write books to help parents and teachers prepare children for life.

When Jews were forced into the Ghetto in 1940, Korczak moved the orphanage inside the district. A man of influence, he had several opportunities to escape but declined them all, choosing instead to remain with his children and help them navigate the ever-increasing persecution. In the tiny section of town where the enemy restricted individual food rations to 181 calories per day, Korczak taught the young to pray like this: “Thank you, Merciful Lord, for having arranged to provide flowers with fragrance, glow worms with their glow, and to make stars in the sky sparkle.”

In 1942, he accompanied his children to the trains that took innocents to their deaths in Treblinka. Joshua Perle was an eyewitness: “A miracle occurred; two hundred pure souls, condemned to death, did not weep. Not one of them ran away. None tried to hide. Like stricken swallows they clung to their teacher and mentor, to their father and brother, Januzsz Korczak.” The nations of Russia, Poland, and Israel have each honored this man who demonstrated ultimate love.

Sacrificial love captures the world’s attention. God knows every instance of such love.  Jesus highlighted it when He said, “Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for his friends.” (John 14:13) He then called His disciples ‘friends’… and laid down His life for them… and for us. May we follow in His steps.

“The reason My Father loves Me is that I lay down My life – only to take it up again. No one takes it from Me, but I lay it down of My own accord.” John 10:17-18

The Zookeeper’s Wife, by Diane Ackerman; ©2007 W. W. Norton, New York; pp 250-260

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meals

It is funny – we go all around the world and some of the best and lasting memories are meals. The menu is not necessarily the highlight (though good food is always a part), but rather the fellowship and relationships strengthened by sharing life together.

image001I wrote recently of our walking tour through a small town with our Jewish friend Steve… but we were in the town to have a meal together. Steve went to great lengths to choose a wonderful restaurant with the perfect Mediterranean atmosphere to enjoy fellowship and delicious food with his family and American friends.

My friend Hunter lived in Nazareth with his family for five years before moving back to Atlanta a year ago. He is a leader in Young Life, an organization who faithfully shares Jesus all over the world. My daughter Karlyn, Nate Cost, and I had the privilege of working with a Young Life Camp in Jericho during the summer of 2012. Hunter has established wonderful relationships with followers of Jesus in Arab, Palestinian, and Jewish communities.

Hunter happened to be in Nazareth when we visited this past summer and arranged for us to be invited to the home of his good friends the Haddads. Riyadh is a successful architect and his wife Manal is the chaplain of the long-established Nazareth Baptist School. With a large percentage of Muslim students, the school is a shining light for Christ as He is proclaimed while providing excellent education in a highly competitive society.

Resized_20190529_210430We were welcomed to the Haddad home as Jesus would have been welcomed. We learned the challenges of being an Arab Christian in Israel and we developed a quick admiration of our brothers and sisters in a lesser known section of the Body of Christ. Sitting around the family table after an incredible meal, we marveled at the extravagant hospitality of these beautiful children of God.

“What do you have planned for tomorrow’s chapel?” one of the children asked their mom. “I don’t have a plan yet,” she replied. “Dana can lead!” Susan volunteered. Sure enough, I was invited to share a bit about our Father in heaven with middle school students the next day. But that’s a story for another time…

One of Jesus’s last invitations recorded in Scripture was given through the apostle John in his Revelation. Jesus announces the type of intimacy He plans for us to have with the King who humbled Himself and died on the cross. Jesus calls us to be honest and to turn from any sin in our lives so we can have fellowship. The Savior of the world is knocking on our hearts with the intent of enjoying a meal. May we daily open the door.

“Those whom I love I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest, and repent. Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him and he with Me.” Revelation 3:19-20

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blessings

My doctors vary in opinion about me leaving the country with low blood counts. One seems genuinely excited and offers to give names of foreign colleagues in case I get in trouble. Another tends to worry a bit more, but is encouraging nonetheless. Sometimes I remember to bring them souvenirs.

Because my bone marrow is so compromised, I must receive platelets every week and red blood cells every two weeks. Consequently, we always schedule infusions as close to the end of a trip as possible. After getting home from Ecuador in June, fellow travelers dropped me off at the clinic on their way home from the airport. I thank God for friends… and for blood and platelet donors.

Not all cancer patients are followers of Jesus, but you might be surprised to see how much faith and kindness fills waiting rooms. I sometimes think our country could learn lessons about how to get along if more time were spent among the sick and dying. Black, White, Asian, Hispanic… race matters little as we all have brokenness in common.

The morning after we returned from Israel, I entered the room where patients wait to have blood drawn and sat between an older African American gentleman and a younger Caucasian patient. In the course of our conversation, we learned that the older man regularly drives his brother, a veteran of Vietnam, to the hospital from the north Georgia mountains for treatment. His brother is one of thousands who contracted cancer or other deadly diseases from exposure to Agent Orange.

As the three of us visited, I marveled at the way strangers can naturally praise God in the course of common conversation. Each of us encouraged the others.  When the younger patient was called over to the nurse’s station, the older gentleman pointed at him walking away and quietly said to me: “That’s a good man… the kind of man you want by your side.”

This is the witness God loves to see in our confused, angry world. Jesus, who also lived in a confused, angry world, let the character of His Father outshine the darkness of the enemy. He was (and is) full of grace and truth. Jesus is Truth… so He is always righteous and just. But the sons and daughters of Adam can never measure up to God’s holiness, so He offers grace… and, thankfully, His resource is boundless.

Our young married friends Slava and Alina visited our home on a recent Sunday, telling of efforts to bring the lost sheep of Belarus into the Kingdom of God. Someone asked: “How do you share Jesus?” Slava answered: “In Christ, we have all been given blessings from the Holy Spirit. When true love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control are observed by our people, they want to know the Source… then we share the Gospel.”

May we understand and remember the blessings we’ve been given… and may the glory of Jesus be plainly seen in this world of people our Father loves.

“From the fullness of grace we have all received one blessing after another. For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ.” John 1:16-17

“The Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us. We have seen His glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.” John 1:14

“We have not received the spirit of the world but the Spirit who is from God, that we may understand what God has freely given us.” I Corinthians 2:12

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come

“We’ve got to go to Israel,” my friend Robbie kept saying. Susan and I had tried to go during the winter, but things did not work out. I replied, “It is great to see the Holy Land, but Susan and I mainly go to see our friends. Let me get in touch with them and we’ll see. Meanwhile, pray.”

Before I knew it, Robbie, his wife Kristen, Susan, and I were on our way to Israel via Toronto on Canada Air. Harry and Dagmar Tees have lived in the Old City of Jerusalem thirty years as ambassadors for Jesus. Harry is originally from Holland and Dagmar is from Germany. Susan and I met them during the 1996 Olympics in Atlanta and we regularly stay in touch. Dagmar welcomed us in the Tel Aviv airport, gave us a cell phone, and wished us safe journeys. We then walked to rent a car, planning to stay with the Tees our last three nights of the trip.

After spending the first night at Masada by the Dead Sea, we drove up the coast of the Mediterranean to visit the Tals, our Jewish friends. I met Steve in 2004 as a result of sitting next to his seven-year-old son, Roy, on a flight from Paris to Atlanta. In 2010, Steve invited us to Roy’s Bar Mitzvah and we were able to attend. Roy is now in graduate school at a prestigious university in London. Steve and his wife Anat live in the town of Binyamina with their three younger children.

After visiting a while in their home, we took two cars to a charming nearby town where we had a wonderful meal. Before it was time for dinner, Steve, our proud host, took us on a walking tour of the area. We would stroll a while, sit and visit, then hop up when our leader said: “Come… we walk.” “Come… we walk!” became the mantra of our trip.

Walking was the primary mode of transportation in Jesus’ day and there is something refreshing about it. Shortly after His baptism and return from being tempted in the wilderness, two disciples of John the Baptist asked Jesus where He was staying. “Come and see,” Jesus replied. They walked with the Messiah and were never again the same.

“Come to Me if you’re weary.” “Come, I’ll make you a fisher of men.” “Come, I am the Bread of Life.” “Come, I’ll give you Living Water.” “Come… walk with Me and you will know My Father in Heaven.” These are the invitations of the Son of God who came to seek and save the lost. He Is our Savior and Lord and Teacher and Friend. I just want to walk with Him forever.

“Then Jesus declared, ‘I am the Bread of Life. Whoever comes to Me will never go hungry and whoever believes in Me will never be thirsty. But as I told you, you have seen Me and still you do not believe. All those the Father gives Me will come to Me, and whoever comes to Me I will never drive away. For I have come down from heaven not to do My will but to do the will of Him who sent Me. And this is the will of Him who sent Me: that I shall lose none of all those He has given Me, but raise them up at the last day. For My Father’s will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in Him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day.’” John 6:35-40

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blessed

The summer break is over and school has begun. Fifteen months ago I entered a medical trial to continue the battle against my blood cancer, multiple myeloma. The cancer has left and has not returned, and we praise God. I continue to receive weekly infusions of blood cells, but I am thankful to be relatively drug-free. We appreciate your prayers and love.

God gave Susan and me incredible opportunities this past summer to visit family and friends in many places. We traveled to Tennessee a couple of times, to Colorado for Owen’s third birthday, and to Israel, Ecuador, and Spain. I’ll share stories over the course of the year, with all glory going to our Father in Heaven.

The challenge for the child of God is to be grateful in the good times and the bad. Dealing with cancer for nineteen years, I would say God has answered ‘no’ or ‘wait’ more than He has answered ‘yes’ to thousands of prayers. Though we may struggle with the ‘whys,’ we can always confidently sing: “You’re A Good, Good Father” which contains the line: “You are perfect in all of Your ways.”

Jesus teaches us to trust… with His words and with His life. “Though He was God’s Son, He learned obedience through what He suffered.” (Hebrew 5:8) I don’t fully comprehend this truth, but it is clear Jesus suffered many things before His cruel death on the Cross.

Like most, I would rather be ‘blessed’ constantly with good health, abundant finances, and ‘happy’ times, but it seems the path to maturity involves difficulty. A foreign-born evangelist I admire recently said, “Without suffering we cannot know the Lord… ” Many might disagree, but this brother has endured much and has recognized good fruit as a product. He would never wish his trials on others or advise a believer to create his own suffering, but he realizes that hardships during the life of faith result in blessing.

Jesus taught: “The poor in spirit are blessed… Those who mourn are blessed… Those who hunger and thirst for righteousness are blessed…” with a future promised but not defined. “For the kingdom of heaven is theirs… for they will be comforted… for they will be filled.” Jesus — chosen and blessed by His Father in Heaven — was called ‘Man of Sorrows’ as He walked the earth, yet now He reigns on high.

May we learn to ask, seek, and knock as our Lord instructs. And may we learn to trust with child-like faith as we give thanks for the “love the Father has given us, that we should be called God’s children. And we are!” (I John 3:1)

“Therefore, since we also have such a large cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us lay aside every weight and the sin that so easily ensnares us. Let us run with endurance the race that lies before us, keeping our eyes on Jesus, the source and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that lay before Him endured a cross and despised the shame and has now sat down at the right hand of God’s throne.” Hebrews 12:1-2

“And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.” Matthew 28:20
(all quotes of Scripture are from the Holman Christian Standard Bible)

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