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"Bruce" walks through the church door out into the warm Columbian evening
and begins panning the horizon to see if he can see the missing person
from his party. Bruce doesn't get shook easily. Back home, he's a tough
negotiator-a leader in his church and community. But the guerillas in the
Columbian jungle don't play by civilized business rules; they're brutal.
Bruce was alert to the guerillas' tactics of kidnaping and extortion.
That was part of the reason he was in Columbia in the first place, he wanted
to find a way to strengthen the persecuted church and help them survive
and thrive in an evil environment. Could his fellow American have fallen
into their hands? Could she be the next victim?
Out of the corner of his eye he saw movement, over by the bus. There
she is, he thought
she's safe. Suddenly, he felt a strong grip
on his arm. He turned to look into the piercing eyes of a stranger. "You
either get on the bus, or go back in the building." The man said, "It's
not safe out here."
Bruce nodded, and turned to walk inside, into the safety of the church.
Over his shoulder he glanced at the jungle, the evil--filled jungle. He
thought about the coca leaves, and the drug lords and the kidnaping. He
thought how much they need the Lord.
I understand why Bruce walked into the church to fellowship instead
of the jungle to witness. What I don't understand is why I spend more time
fellowshiping in the church than I do witnessing in my world-a world where
it is safe outside.
"With great power the apostles continued to testify to the resurrection
of the Lord Jesus, and much grace was upon them all." (Acts 4:33 NIV)
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