Psalm 11: 4-7
“The Lord is in His holy temple; the LORD’s
throne is in heaven;
His eyes behold, His eyelids test the
sons of men.
The LORD tests the righteous and the
wicked.
And the one who loves violence His soul
hates.
Upon the wicked He will rain snares;
Fire and brimstone and burning wind will
be the portion of their cup.
For the LORD is righteous, He loves
righteousness;
The upright will behold His face”.
During language school in Kinshasa. March 1991 |
I
loved reading this passage the other day because it brought back memories of September 1991
when I suddenly found myself evacuating with two small children and my husband
far away. I was asking God for some
purpose in all this. We had worked for
years to become missionaries with Mission Aviation Fellowship (MAF). We
had met at Moody Bible Institute and found that we were headed in the same
direction to serve God overseas in order to be a part of building His Kingdom
in this fallen world. We had all our training, had been accepted with Mission Aviation Fellowship, had raised support and had
finished language school. We had been at
our new base, Tandala in the Equatuer Province, for six weeks and had spent the first three weeks painting our
house and settling in. Rod had spent
another couple weeks flying with Dan Carlson so that he could fly to the remote
airstrips around us. Then Rod, Dan and all
the other MAF pilots in Zaire had flown to Kinshasa for a Technical Conference. He had been gone a week and that Monday
morning they were headed to the airport when they realized that the mobs were
out of control and they had to turn back to the Baptist guest house they had
been staying at.
It
didn’t make sense to me. Why would God
do this? We were so ready to serve Him
and suddenly we were being told that we had to leave the country. As I prayed I turned to the Psalms and either
this one or one similar was what I found.
God is still God. God is still on
His throne. He is still in control and
He is sovereign.
The
news was that Mobutu had not paid his soldiers and the looting throughout the
country was the result. Being new at
living overseas I thought Mobutu was naïve and stupid to think his soldiers
would be loyal even though he didn’t pay him.
Little did know that Mobutu knew exactly what he was doing. Later this
would become known as Mobutu’s temper tantrum. The west was putting pressure on
him to behave their way and he wanted their influence out. By his soldiers looting businesses and homes
and the population following suit, the expatriate community cleared out of the
country. Many never returned. Others came back but when a similar looting
took place in 1993 many more left.
Emily's 1st Birthday November 11,1991 |
Yet
God was on His throne and still in control.
For our family we were back in the states long enough to find out that
our baby, Emily, needed medical help for her asthma.
She had to use a nebulizer three times a day to keep her lungs
clear. We eventually had tubes put in
her ears to slow down the infections then we found a battery operated nebulizer
and we were able to return to Zaire by August 1992.
Emily in the hospital January 1992 |
Other
expatriates left and found God guiding them permanently away from Zaire for
many reasons. The church had to learn to
stand or fall on its own. They had grown
to depend on mission agencies supporting them financially over and over
again. Suddenly, the church in Congo had
to learn to stand without money backing.
For some church congregations this would mean falling apart and having
no fellowship, for some it would mean keeping the name of Christianity but falling back into animism for their security, for others it would mean coming together and working together
in unity to keep their fellowship, and even others it meant standing alone individually while the world around them became more corrupt. There
have been areas that a household had to take turns going to church because
there was only one set of clothing to share between two people. Cults and other religions have come with money to share and many have latched on to the "economic" opportunity. Yet we know that God has His remnant and His church still stands.
Thank
You God for being on Your throne. Your
ways are not my ways, nor are Your thoughts my thoughts. Yet I know that You are a wise God and when I
stand still and know that You are God I have peace.
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