Chris' Unique Opportunity
July 12-19, 2013
The ideographs for our country literally mean Middle
Kingdom. This concept was the territory
bounded on one side by an apparently limitless ocean and on the other sides by
inhospitable terrain inhabited by people who were, in the majority’s eyes, of
inferior cultural achievements. Our
culture for centuries saw their homeland as the center of the world. And as they expanded out of their heartland,
moving mostly south, they occupied similar plains until they ran into mountains
formidable enough to contain their mass migration. As a result, although the majority resides in
every corner within the boundaries of our contemporary country, they still
mostly occupy a middle position between the sea and the mountains.
In a sense our country is divided. One is the Middle Kingdom, the central and
eastern provinces, the population almost all majority, heirs to thousands of
years of history and traditions, the whisperers of a rich and refined culture. Its chief characteristics are recognizable
from one end of the Middle Kingdom to another.
The other is the Boundary, the borderlands where
civilizations blend, people of different origins mix and cultural influence is
diminished, modified to varying degrees by the indigenous differences. Among our recognized nationalities, the
majority compromise 92% of the populations.
But the other 8% {112,000,000} reside upon 60% of the land. For those seeking and pr’ing for the nations
of lost in our country the Boundary is hurting.
“If only my hand could write what
my eyes and heart have seen.”
To be invited to take part in the Boundary life of
surrounding villagers, schools, businessman, family activities and many others is
one of the toughest invitations to receive.
So when one is handed out, not physically, you accept. This invitation was recently given to Chris
and it encompassed all aspects of our culture.
Chris was called out unto the great unknown, the 8%, of our country to
help lead 23 students, of various backgrounds and ethnic groups.
Ranging from ages 8 - 14 he led them for 7 days in the
remotest mountains and villages he has ever seen. It was in the creation surrounding these
mountain top villages where he was seeing the King in the mysterious and
unknown lands. The door is opening and
our King is moving and when He moves we are to move. During the 7 days the King was the lamp unto
Chris’ feet. A splendid view not just built
on the landscape, but in knowing our King on earth. A pixel of reality becomes a portrait with
faith.
“Father, make of me a crisis man.
Bring those I come into contact with to make a decision. Let me not be a milepost on a single road; but
instead make me a fork, that men must turn one way or another on facing the Son
in me.”
On day two a villager walked up to Chris and expressed, in a
minority dialect, his thanks for coming and that he was the first foreign face
to ever show up. It was then, 90
kilometers from any developed transit or town, deep in the mountains, that
Chris stood speechless. This scripture
came to mind:
“Pr for us that the word of the
Father will spread rapidly and be glorified.”
The following pictures are a glimpse at what the week look
liked. A video is in the works!
