All Scripture is inspired by God and is useful for teaching the truth, rebuking error, correcting faults, and giving instruction for right living, so that the person who serves God may be fully qualified and equipped to do every kind of good deed. (2 Timothy 3.16-17 GNT)
All of Scripture is useful. It is reliable. It will help us in real, practical ways. It helps equip us for life. This is the main claim that the Bible makes about itself and it is as essential today as it was when written to Timothy. Unfortunately, many Canadians believe the opposite: that the Bible is irrelevant.
I am now giving you the choice between life and death, between God’s blessing and God’s curse… Choose life. Love the LORD your God, obey him and be faithful to him. (Deuteronomy 30:19-20b GNB)
As Christians, we seek, as Israel did, to choose a life of loving God. God has given us the Bible as an invaluable resource in helping us choose life every day. Many of us would agree that we want to read the Bible more, but then quickly come up with many reasons why we don’t follow through. For example, our busy lives keep us from reading the Bible, or we believe that we will not know how to interpret and apply what we read.
There is no evidence in the Bible that Jesus was born on December 25. The earliest followers of Jesus and the people who wrote down the events surrounding his life and work on earth do not seem to have been very interested in the date of his birth and did not record it or celebrate it. Origen, one of the early Church fathers (c.185-c.254), preached against a birthday celebration for Jesus. He said it would be wrong to honour him in the same way political leaders like Herod were honoured. Early Christians believed that birthdays were pagan rituals for pagan gods. If observed at all, the celebration of Christ's birth was usually lumped in with Epiphany (January 6), one of the church's earliest established feasts. Eastern Churches adopted this as the date for the celebration of Christ's birth and his baptism. The Armenian Church continues this tradition.
Ah, New Year… new resolutions. The prayer above intends to bring a smile to readers, but there’s some truth to it. We cannot deny the fact that at least once in our life, we have made resolutions intending to make our Bible reading more meaningful in the New Year.
The tricky part about making resolutions is the actual implementation. Most people fail to follow through after only a few weeks. In fact, a research revealed that only 8% of goal-setters actually accomplish their New Year targets. This shows that we need help! The good news: there are a lot of resources out there to help you reach your Bible reading goals. Here are a few suggestions.
This is my last post. I have now returned home. From the time I boarded the plane in Kigali until I touched down in Saskatoon it took 28 hours – which included two 3-hour layovers in Amsterdam and Toronto. I am slowly getting re-acclimatized to life at home.
I learned so much during my one-week stay in the “Land of a Thousand Hills and a Million Smiles.” There is so much we can learn from the Rwandan people; I have found that God really can supply all their needs in Christ Jesus. They are not survivors, they are overcomers.
At the beginning of the journey, each of the participants spoke about what they wanted to have happen. These testimonies were posted earlier in this blog. Well, the journey is over and the question must be asked – “Were the expectations met?” Listen to how this question was answered.
Our report on the last day starts from the night before. We were the guests of the Bible Society of Rwanda who took us to a restaurant for an excellent meal and an evening of Rwandan culture. It was interesting going down a buffet line, not knowing what it was that I was about to put on my plate. Sometimes it’s better not to know!
After our meal we were entertained by a group of extremely energetic dancers accompanied by a drummer who must have lost several pounds during his performance! At the end, the dancers brought each of us on stage to dance with them. I am an old, very white Mennonite whose sense of rhythm is nonexistent.
On Thursday morning we took a short ride to the Genocide Memorial in Bugesera. I thought I’d share a little history before I proceed.
It’s hard to believe that so much has happened in such a short time! At the end of each day I feel that I have reached the climax of the journey and everything will be downhill from here. And each time I am proved wrong.
This morning started with a breakfast meeting with Harriet Hill who is one of the founders of the Trauma Healing Institute. She told us about the genesis of the program and how it has been working. Rather than try to summarize her comments, I captured them on video. This video will give you a better understanding of this program and its impact.
Before I start talking about Sunday, let me tell you about a very significant event from Saturday. When we were in Boniflid’s home we gave her a small gift, then Bev gave her son a soccer ball with a pump and an inflation needle. Way to go, Bev! You rock!
On Saturday night, I had a visit with the new General Secretary of the Baptist Churches in Rwanda. Since they are affiliated with Canadian Baptist Ministries, we discovered that we had a lot of mutual acquaintances. We had a very enjoyable conversation as he prepared me to preach the next morning.
The service started at 10:30 a.m. and lasted until about 12:45 p.m. You would not believe the singing and dancing. I couldn’t believe their almost innate sense of rhythm. If you think you detect jealousy on my part, you are probably right because I consider it a major achievement when I can walk and chew gum at the same time!
Today is our first full day in Rwanda and we started it running. David Nkurunziza, the Program Manager of the Bible Society of Rwanda took us to a ministry site for She’s My Sister and the Genocide Memorial. If I were to follow our schedule I would talk about She’s My Sister first, but I feel it is better to reverse the visits.
In 1994 somewhere between 700,000 and 1,000,000 people were slaughtered to rid the country of it Tutsi minority. We spent a couple hours in the Genocide Memorial reading and seeing pictures of this bloody chapter in Rwanda’s history. It is one of the most disturbing experiences I have ever had. We read about how the Tutsi were depersonalized by having them repeatedly referred to as cockroaches in the popular media. We saw horrifying pictures of many of the victims and we went into a room that had four glass cases of human skulls and femurs. One room just had photographs of victims and another of personal items that were recovered from locations where the victims had been slaughtered. We saw mass graves that we were told contained the remains of over 250,000 victims. Could it get worse? The answer is a resounding YES!
We arrived at the Kigali International Airport at approximately 7:00 PM local time, which is 11:00 AM in Saskatoon. You do the math for other parts of the country. We had spent about 19 hours either flying or sitting in an airport. No wonder I’m feeling tired. Tomorrow the Rwanda part of the adventure begins, but before it does I want to talk a little about my first impressions on arrival.
I was in Kigali in 2007 and a lot of changes have taken place in the intervening 6 years. First of all the population has almost doubled from about 750,000 to nearly 1.3 million. Wow! In ’07 there were very few private vehicles on the streets – mainly buses and trucks, today Kigali has similar amounts of traffic as any western city of the same size. In ’07 there were no operating traffic lights; tonight on the way to the hotel we encountered 2 traffic lights but many round-abouts. We are at the Lemigo Hotel and it is very comfortable. I have a mosquito net over my bed. I also start my Malaria pills.