Recently there have been troubles in many countries around the world.
In one of these countries I will not name—a beautiful country where tourists gravitated to, in better days—the troubles turned vicious against the Christian minority.
The Christian young men walked out peacefully, carrying crosses to protest the burning of their churches. But the government released army tanks to stop them. The tanks rolled on the sidewalks, smashing and killing without mercy.
One of the soldier after killing seven with his tank hit a priest, hurting him in the shoulders and arms. As the religious man tried to stand, he noticed that the tank has overturned and burst into flames, trapping the screaming soldier.
The priest crawled to the soldier and dragged him out of the flames, keeping him against him to protect him from the furious and panicking crowd of Christian protesters.
The soldier was scared when seeing himself held in the arms of a man that he’d been taught to consider an enemy. He tried to disengage himself. The priest calmed him down. “Stay here, my son. Don’t be afraid. No one will hurt you.”
“How come you’re saving me? I killed seven of your Christians just now.”
The priest said: “It’s Jesus-Christ who is saving you. I’m only his instrument.”
The soldier remained quiet. No one attacked him.
Someone sent me the video. I was so impressed I had to share it.
A true Christian, this priest lived his faith and didn’t practice revenge.
7 comments:
This is a wonderful story, Mona, with a powerful message. As Christians, we sometimes--or often--forget that we are only instruments for the Lord Jesus Christ. We think Christianity revolves around us, or is there to do insulate us somehow.
Thanks so much.
Amazing, Mona. I think Celia's response is spot on. We just have to pause and listen to the message and take it to heart. Let's hope the soldier does that.
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Steph
Thank you Celia and Steph for reading this amazing story.
Wow. I am humbled. Thanks for sharing.
Hi Lilly, you've been an inspiration yourself.
Awww. Thanks, Mona.
Poignant Mona. Thank you for sharing. How many times do we forget to turn the other cheek?
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