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BIBLE BELIEVERS REPORT

November 21, 2009

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II Thessalonians 2:1-2

Now we beseech you, brethren, by the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ, and by our gathering together unto him,  That ye be not soon shaken in mind, or be troubled, neither by spirit, nor by word, nor by letter as from us, as that the day of Christ is at hand.

 

On his second missionary journey, the Apostle Paul preached at one of the greatest cities of the world of that day (Acts 17:15-17).  It was while at Athens that Paul wrote his first letter to a church around AD 50.  Little could he know that this letter to the church at Thessalonica would become part of the New Testament scriptures (I Thessalonians 1:1).

 

Timothy delivered this letter to Thessalonica, and later brought back a reply to Paul.  It was this reply that prompted Paul to write his second letter to the church at Thessalonica

 

It is clear that Satan is already circulating false letters and even signing Paul's name to them to cause confusion among the brethren.  As Jesus had warned, the wolves have already begun to enter the flock.  Through the inspiration of the Holy Ghost, Paul tells the church how to deal with this problem (II Thessalonians 3:14-15).

 

During the rest of Paul's missionary journeys, the books of Romans, I and II Corinthians, and Galatians were written.  Also during this time, Paul's fellow traveler Luke wrote his gospel.  In his second letter to the Corinthians, Paul warns that the original trap set by Satan in the garden of Eden is still at work in the New Testament world (II Corinthians 11:2-3).  The original attack against Eve was launched with a single question, "Yea, hath God said?".  It worked so well on Adam and Eve that  the devil's been using it on us ever since that time.  Questioning our faith in the word of God is still the devil's main business.  This is also the trap laid for the church at Galatia (Galatians 1:6-9).

 

By the time of the writing of Galatians, it has become easy to see how greatly God is using the Apostle Paul to build up the church.  The devil sees it too and has Paul imprisoned, first at Jerusalem, then at Rome, the world capital of that day.  As always the devil plays right into God's hands because it is during his imprisonment that Paul is able to write more letters than ever before to admonish the church.  While in prison, Paul writes letters to the Colossians, Ephesians, Philippians, and  his own people, the Hebrews. Paul's last four letters, however, are written to individual workers in the body of Christ.

 

I Timothy 1:1-2

Paul, an apostle of Jesus Christ by the commandment of God our Saviour, and Lord Jesus Christ, which is our hope; Unto Timothy, my own son in the faith: Grace, mercy, and peace, from God our Father and Jesus Christ our Lord.

 

Timothy, who was saved under Paul's preaching, became a great worker in the early church.  Paul wrote two letters to Timothy to strengthen him in his walk with Christ.  Timothy was not alone is Paul's heart during his last days on the earth either (Titus 1:1-4).  Paul's concern is not only for the large, growing churches, but also for the small ones, such as the church at Crete where Titus was a member.  It is not until we get to Paul's last letter, however, that we see the clearest picture of what Paul's heart was truly like.

 

Philemon 1:1-2

Paul, a prisoner of Jesus Christ, and Timothy our brother, unto Philemon our dearly beloved, and fellowlabourer,  And to our beloved Apphia, and Archippus our fellowsoldier, and to the church in thy house:

 

Here is a church that is so small that it meets in the home of the pastor.  The main reason for Paul's letter to Philemon is to ask him to take back a runaway slave named Onesimus, who was saved while with Paul and now wishes to return to his old home.  Paul's last letter shows that he cared for men's souls not simply as a group of numbers, but as individuals, one at a time.  May we all have the heart of Paul in our dealing with those we know, one by one.

 

In AD 67 Nero, emperor of Rome, had the Apostle Paul beheaded.  The man who had written 14 books of the New Testament is silenced, but God is already raising up others to carry on His message.  God is still doing that today.

   

II Peter 1:1

Simon Peter, a servant and an apostle of Jesus Christ, to them that have obtained like precious faith with us through the righteousness of God and our Saviour Jesus Christ:

 

At the church in Jerusalem, one of the original twelve apostles writes two letters to strengthen his fellow believers.  At about the same time that Peter is writing, the disciples named Matthew and Mark write their gospels.  Then Jesus' own half-brother James writes the New Testament letter that carries his name.  Peter warns the flock about the wolves that Jesus and Paul had already spoken of.

 

II Peter 2:1-2

But there were false prophets also among the people, even as there shall be false teachers among you, who privily shall bring in damnable heresies, even denying the Lord that bought them, and bring upon themselves swift destruction.  And many shall follow their pernicious ways; by reason of whom the way of truth shall be evil spoken of.

 

Now the devil is truly enraged.  For thousands of years, he has killed prophets, priests, preachers, and all others to stamp out the message, and still the word of God goes forth.  Now the devil sets about to destroy the word of God by destroying it at its source.  He raises up the armies of Rome and in AD 70 Jerusalem, the holy city, is burned to the ground.  God has known the devil's intentions all along.  So, way ahead of time, the center of the church had already moved 300 miles to the north to the city of Antioch.  This is why, within 5 years of the fall of  Jerusalem, another of Jesus' half-brothers is able to write yet another of the New Testament letters.

 

Jude 1:1-4

Jude, the servant of Jesus Christ, and brother of James, to them that are sanctified by God the Father, and preserved in Jesus Christ, and called:  Mercy unto you, and peace, and love, be multiplied. Beloved, when I gave all diligence to write unto you of the common salvation, it was needful for me to write unto you, and exhort you that ye should earnestly contend for the faith which was once delivered unto the saints.  For there are certain men crept in unawares, who were before of old ordained to this condemnation, ungodly men, turning the grace of our God into lasciviousness, and denying the only Lord God, and our Lord Jesus Christ.

 

Again comes the warning!  The ungodly have already slipped into the church!  Beware of the enemy that is in our midst!  Contend for the faith that was first given by our Lord Jesus Christ to the church!  The entire book of Jude is dedicated to this important warning to believers.  About this time, Paul's fellow-laborer Luke writes his second book about the early growth of the church (Acts 1:1-3).  In spite of the assaults of the enemy, God's church still goes forth carrying the message of the ages.

 

Revelation 1:1-2

The Revelation of Jesus Christ, which God gave unto him, to shew unto his servants things which must shortly come to pass; and he sent and signified it by his angel unto his servant John:  Who bare record of the word of God, and of the testimony of Jesus Christ, and of all things that he saw.

 

The last of the New Testament writers is also one of the most prolific.  His writings include one gospel, three letters, and the only New Testament book given totally to prophecy.

 

John was the last of the apostles alive on the earth.  He was called the beloved apostle, not because of a special standing with God, but because he was the youngest of the original twelve, and Jewish custom has always been to call the baby of the family the beloved one.

 

John the Beloved was the pastor of the church at Ephesus.  Because of his faith, the Romans tried to have him killed, without success, and finally exiled this 80-year old saint of God to the island prison of Patmos, hoping he will die there.  It is here that God gives John his vision of the Revelation of Jesus Christ.

 

Finally John is freed from Patmos and returns to his work at Ephesus.  It is here that John begins his final and greatest work.  As we have already seen, the devil has sent false teachers into the church, even forging letters in the apostles' names to confuse the brethren.  Over and over God has warned of this happening.  Now John begins the process of choosing from this mass of different letters the 27 books that are truly inspired by the Holy Ghost.  These books become the canon, or measuring  rod, of the original Greek New Testament.  These books, along with the original Hebrew Old Testament, become the complete and entire written word of God.  To insure this, God even places a terrible curse at the end of the final book of the Scriptures.

 

Revelation 22:18-19

For I testify unto every man that heareth the words of the prophecy of this book, If any man shall add unto these things, God shall add unto him the plagues that are written in this book: And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book.

 

Thus was the Bible written and sealed.  However that was nearly 2,000 years ago.  What's happened to the Bible since then? We have dozens of books today, each of which claims to be the word of God, but which one is the real one? The devil has tried to destroy the word of God.  When that didn't work, he tried to make people disregard it, and when that didn't work, he has tried to lose it in a flood of corrupt copies and, in some cases, outright lies.  In spite of all of this God's word has survived  and, as Jesus said, "Heaven and Earth shall pass away, but my word shall not pass away!".

 

Matthew 28:18-20

And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth.  Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:  Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen.

 

Born and raised in India, Dr. K. P. Yohannan is founder and international director of Gospel for Asia .  The following section comes from his book entitled REVOLUTION IN WORLD MISSIONS.  You can get a free copy of this book by going to www.gfa.org.

 

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Beginning to Feel Like a Beggar

We began Gospel for Asia without any kind of plan for regular involvement, but God soon gave us one. On one of my first trips, I went to Wheaton, Illinois, where I called on almost all the evangelical mission leaders. A few encouraged me—but not one offered the money we then needed desperately to keep going another day. The friend I stayed with, however, suggested we start a sponsorship plan through which North American families and individuals could support a native missionary regularly. It turned out to be just what we needed.

 

The idea—to lay aside one dollar a day for a native evangelist—gave us an instant handle for a program anyone could understand. I asked everyone I met if he or she would help sponsor a native missionary for one dollar a day. Some said yes, and that is how the mission began to get regular donors.

 

Today, the “Dollar-a-Day” Pledge Plan is still the heart of our fund-raising efforts. We send the money—100 percent of it—to the field, sponsoring thousands of missionaries each month in this way.

 

Since I was sending all the pledge money overseas, we still were faced with the need to cover our overhead and living expenses here in the United States. Time and time again—just when we were at our lowest point—God miraculously intervened to keep us and the ministry going.

 

One Sunday when we were down to our last dollar, I drove our old $125 Nova to a nearby church for worship. I knew no one and sat in the last row. When it came time to take the offering, I quickly made an excuse to God and held on to that last dollar.

 

“This is my last dollar,” I prayed desperately, “and I need to buy gas to get back home.” But knowing God loves a cheerful giver, I stopped fighting and sacrificed that last dollar to the Lord.

 

As I left the church, an old man came up to me. I had never seen him before and never have since. He shook my hand silently, and I could feel a folded piece of paper in his palm. I knew instinctively that it was money. In the car, I opened my hand to find a neatly folded $10 bill.

 

Another afternoon, I sat grimly sulking on our sofa in Eufaula. Gisela was busy in the kitchen, avoiding my eyes. She said nothing, but both of us knew there wasn’t any food in the house.

 

“So,” said a coy voice from the enemy, “this is how you and your God provide for the family, eh?” Up until that moment, I don’t think I had ever felt such helplessness. Here we were, in the middle of Oklahoma. Even if I had wanted to ask someone for help, I didn’t know where to turn. Things had gotten so low I had offered to get a job, but Gisela was the one who refused. She was terrified that I would get into the world of business and not have time to work for the native brethren. For her there was no choice. It was to wait on the Lord. He would provide.

 

As the demonic voice continued to taunt me, I just sat still under the abuse. I had used up my last bit of faith, declaring a positive confession and praising God. Now I sat numb.

 

A knock came at the door. Gisela went to answer it. I was in no mood to meet anyone. Someone brought two boxes of groceries to our doorstep. These friends had no way of knowing our need—but we knew the source was God.

 

During those days our needs continued to be met on a day-to-day basis, and I never had to borrow from the missionary support funds. I am convinced now that God knew the many trials ahead and wanted to teach us to have faith and trust in Him alone—even when I could not see Him.

 

In some way, which I still do not really understand, the trying of our faith works patience and hope into the fabric of our Christian lives. No one, I am convinced, will follow Jesus very long without tribulation. It is His way of demonstrating His presence. Sufferings and trials—like persecution—are a normal part of the Christian walk. We must learn to accept them joyfully if we are to grow through them, and I think this is true for ministries as well as individuals. Gospel for Asia was having its first wilderness experience, and the Oklahoma days were characterized by periods of the most painful waiting I had ever faced. We were alone in a strange land, utterly at the end of our own strength and desperately dependent on God.

 

Speaking engagements were hard to come by in the early days, but they were the only way we could grow. Nobody knew my name or the name of Gospel for Asia. I still was having a hard time explaining what we were all about. I knew our mission in my heart, but I hadn’t learned to articulate it yet for outsiders. In a few short months, I had used up all the contacts I had.

 

Setting up a speaking tour took weeks of waiting, writing and calling. By the winter of 1980, I was ready to start my first major tour. I bought a budget air ticket that gave me unlimited travel for 21 days—and somehow I managed to make appointments in 18 cities. My itinerary would take me through the Southwest, from Dallas to Los Angeles.

 

On the day of my departure, a terrible winter storm hit the region. All the buses—including the one I planned to take from Eufaula, Oklahoma, to Dallas—were cancelled. Our old Nova had some engine problems, so a neighbor offered to let me use an old pick-up truck without a heater. The vehicle looked as if it could not make it to the next town, let alone the six-hour drive to Dallas. But it was either the pick-up or nothing. If I missed my flight, the tightly packed schedule would be ruined. I had to go now.

 

Doing the best I could to stay warm, I put on two pairs of socks and all the clothing I could. But even with the extra protection, I was on U.S. Highway 75 only a few minutes when it appeared I had made a terrible mistake. A freezing snow covered the windshield within minutes. After every mile I had to stop, get out and scrape the windows again. Soon my feet and gloves were soaked and frozen. I realized that the journey was going to take a lot longer than the six hours I had left. In my worst scenario, I saw the newspaper headlines reading “Preacher Freezes to Death in Winter Storm.” My head dropped to the steering wheel, and I cried out to God.

 

“Lord, if You want me to go—if You believe in this mission and in my helping the native evangelists—please do something.”

 

As I looked up, I saw a miracle on the windshield. The ice was melting rapidly before my eyes. Warmth flooded the truck. I looked at the heater, but nothing was coming out. Outside the storm continued to rage. It kept up all the way to Dallas, but the truck was always warm, and the windshield was always clear.

 

This miraculous start was only the beginning of blessings. For the next 18 days, I gained new sponsors and donors in every city. The Lord gave me favor in the eyes of all I met. On the last day of the tour, a man in California came to the pastor and said that God had told him to donate his second car to me. I cancelled my airline reservation and drove all the way home, rejoicing in the car God had provided. I received new inspiration and instruction from God as I drove.

 

I followed this pattern for the next few years, surviving from one meeting to the next, living out of the trunk of the car and speaking anywhere I could get an invitation. All our new donors and sponsors came from one-on-one contacts and through the meetings. I knew there were faster, more efficient ways to acquire new donors. Many times I studied

the mass mailings and radio/TV broadcasts of other missions, but everything they were doing required large sums of money which I did not have and did not know how to get.

 

Eventually, we moved back to Dallas. By now I was traveling full time for the ministry, and the strain was taking a heavy toll both on my family and on me. I was starting to burn out—and I almost hated the work. Two factors were wearing me down.

 

First, I felt like a beggar. It is hard on the flesh to be traveling and asking for money day after day and night after night. It was almost becoming a sales operation for me, and I stopped feeling good about myself.

 

Second, I was discouraged by the poor response—especially from churches and pastors. Many times it seemed as if my presence threatened them. Where, I wondered, was the fraternal fellowship of working together in the extension of the kingdom? Many days I called on people for hours to get only one or two new sponsors. Pastors and mission committees listened to me and promised to call back, but I never heard from them again. It always seemed as though I was competing against the building fund, new carpets for the fellowship hall or next Saturday night’s Jesus rock concert.

 

Despite the solemn message of death, suffering and need I was presenting, people still left the meetings with laughter and gossip on their lips. I was offended at the spirit of jocularity in the churches: It wounded me. So many times we went out to eat after I had just shared the tragedy of the thousands who starve to death daily or the millions of homeless people living in the streets of Asia. Because of this, I was becoming angry and judgmental. As I felt uglier and uglier inside, depression settled in.

 

Early in 1981—while driving alone between meetings in a borrowed car near Greensboro, North Carolina—all the dark feelings of psychological burn-out crept over me. I had a full-fledged pity party, feeling sorry for myself and the hard life I was leading.

 

With a start, I began to tremble with fear. Suddenly I felt the presence of someone else. I realized that the Spirit of the Lord was speaking.

 

“I am not in any trouble,” He chided, “that I need someone to beg for Me or help Me out. I made no promises that I will not keep. It is not the largeness of the work that matters, but only doing what I command. All I ask of you is that you be a servant. For all who join with you in the work, it will be a privilege —a light burden for them.”

 

The words echoed in my mind. This is His work, I told myself. Why am I making it mine? The burden is light. Why am I making it heavy? The work is a privilege. Why am I making it a chore?

 

I instantly repented of my sinful attitudes. God was sharing His work with me, and He was speaking of others who would join me. Although I still was doing the work alone, it was exciting to think others would be joining with me and that they too would find the burden to be light. From that moment until this, I have not been overpowered by the burden of heading Gospel for Asia. I find building this mission an exciting, joyful job. Even my preaching has changed. My posture is different. Today the pressure is gone. No more do I feel I have to beg audiences or make them feel guilty.

 

Since the work of Gospel for Asia—and the whole native missionary movement—is initiated by God, it does not need the worries and guidance of man. Whether our goal is to support 10,000 or 10 million missionaries, whether it is working in ten states or a hundred, or whether I must supervise a staff of five or 500, I still can approach this work without stress. For this is His work, and our burden is easy.

 

By now we had rented offices in Dallas, and the mission was growing steadily. I sensed it was time for a big step forward, and waited upon God for a miracle breakthrough.

 

We had hundreds of native missionaries waiting for support by mid-1981, and I realized that we soon would have thousands more. I no longer could communicate personally with every new sponsor. I knew we had to use mass media. But I didn’t know where to begin.

 

Then I met Brother Lester Roloff.

 

Brother Roloff now is with the Lord, but during his life he was a rugged individualist who preached his way across five decades of outstanding Christian service. Near the end of his life, I approached him for help in our ministry. His staff person, in arranging the interview, said I would have only five minutes. To his staff’s astonishment, he gave me two hours of his time.

 

When I told Brother Roloff about the native missionary movement, he invited me to be his guest on the “Family Altar”—his daily radio broadcast. At that time we were helping only 100 native missionaries, and Brother Roloff announced over the air that he personally was going to sponsor six more.

 

He called me one of the “greatest missionaries he had ever met” and urged his listeners to sponsor native missionaries as well. Soon we were getting letters from all over the country.

 

As I read the postmarks and the letters, I realized again just how huge the United States and Canada really are. Brother Roloff was the first Christian leader I had met who had done what I knew we needed to do. He had learned how to speak to the whole nation. For weeks I prayed for him, asking God to show me how I could work with him and learn from his example.

 

When the answer came, it was quite different from anything I had expected. The Lord gave me an idea which I now realize was unusual, almost bizarre. I would ask Brother Roloff to loan me his mailing list and let me ask his people to sponsor a native missionary.

 

Trembling, I called his office and asked for another appointment. He saw me again but was very surprised at my request, telling me that he had never loaned his list to anyone—even his best friends. Many agencies had asked to rent his list, but he had always said no. I thought my cause was lost, but he said he would pray about it.

 

The next day he called me back, saying that the Lord had told him to give us his list. He also offered to write a letter of endorsement and interview me again on the radio broadcast at the same time the letter went out. Elated, I praised God. But I soon learned that this was only the beginning of the miracle.

 

The list was a fairly large one, and to print a brochure, my letter and his letter, together with the mailing, would cost more money than we had. There seemed to be only one way to get it. I would have to borrow—just this once—from the missionary funds. I figured it out again and again. If I worked it just right, I could get the money to the field with only a few weeks’ delay. But I had no peace about the plan. I had always used the funds exactly as designated.

 

When the time came to send the regular monies to the field, I told our bookkeeper to hold the money for one day, and I prayed. Still no peace. The next day I told her to hold the money for another day, and I went back to prayer and fasting. Still no peace. I delayed it for a third day—and still God would not release me to use the missionary support funds.

 

I was miserable. Finally I decided I could not break the trust of our donors—even for the Lord’s work. I told my secretary to go ahead and send the missionary money. I now realize we had gone through one of the greatest tests of the ministry. This was it, my first chance to get a major increase in donors and income—but it had to be done with integrity, or not at all.

 

A half hour after the check had gone to the field, the telephone rang. It was from a couple whom I had met only once before at our annual banquet in Dallas. They had been praying about helping us, and God had laid me on their hearts. They asked if they could come and talk to me, and they wanted to know what I needed.

 

After I explained the cost involved for printing and putting out the mailing, they agreed to pick up the entire amount—nearly $20,000. Then the printer became so moved by the project that he did it for free! Plainly God had been testing me, and He miraculously showed that if we were obedient, He indeed would provide.

 

The art work went to the printers and soon printed letters were sitting on skids, ready for the post office. I had prepared a special radio broadcast to coincide with the arrival of the mailing —and the broadcast tapes already had been shipped to stations in many parts of the nation.

 

Timing was everything. The mail had to go on Monday. It was Friday, and I had no undesignated money in the general fund for the postage. This time there was no question of borrowing the missionary money. It stayed right where it was.

 

I called a special prayer meeting, and we met that night in the living room of our home. Finally the Lord gave me peace. Our prayers of faith would be answered, I announced. After everyone had gone home, the telephone rang. It was one of our sponsors in Chicago. God had been speaking to her all day about giving a $5,000 gift.

 

“Praise God,” I said.

 

That mailing incident proved to be another turning point in the history of Gospel for Asia. We received many new sponsors—a double increase in the number of evangelists we were able to sponsor.

 

In later years, other Christian leaders, like Bob Walker of Christian Life Missions and David Mains of Chapel of the Air, would help us in similar ways. Many of the people who joined our ministry through those several early mailings have since helped to expand the ministry even further, giving us a base of contacts from every state in the Union.

 

God had given us a clear message for the body of Christ—a call to recover the church’s missionary mandate. In every place, I preached this same message—a prophetic cry to my brothers and sisters in Christ on behalf of the lost millions in the Third World. Through it, thousands of believers started to change their lifestyles and conform to the demands of the Gospel.

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This brings us to our Bible Believers question of the week.  Following the death of Jesus Christ, who was the first martyr of the New Testament Church?  God bless.  MARANATHA!

            

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