Suffering As A Christian

And who is he that will harm you, if ye be followers of that which is good?  But and if ye suffer for righteousness’ sake, happy are ye: and be not afraid of their terror, neither be troubled;  But sanctify the Lord God in your hearts: and be ready always to give an answer to every man that asketh you a reason of the hope that is in you with meekness and fear: Having a good conscience; that, whereas they speak evil of you, as of evildoers, they may be ashamed that falsely accuse your good conversation in Christ. For it is better, if the will of God be so, that ye suffer for well doing, than for evil doing. For Christ also hath once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust, that he might bring us to God, being put to death in the flesh, but quickened by the Spirit: (I Peter 3:13-18)

But let none of you suffer as a murderer, or as a thief, or as an evildoer, or as a busybody in other men’s matters.  Yet if any man suffer as a Christian, let him not be ashamed; but let him glorify God on this behalf. (I Peter 4:15-16)

The Apostle Peter warned his flock not to “suffer as an evildoer.”   We all know of high-profile Christians who have had some secret sin exposed, and because of their hypocrisy they “suffered as an evildoer.”  Instead, we are to “have a clean conscience” before God and our fellow man.  So that when the world sees Jesus in us and we “suffer as a Christian,” our persecutors might “be ashamed,” and because of their shame, God can use their conviction to lead them to salvation. 

The following story illustrates this truth perfectly.  Joseph, a Masai Warrior, won his whole village to Christ after he “suffered as a Christian.” His story would later win him an audience with the late Evangelist Billy Graham.

One day Joseph, who was walking along one of these hot, dirty African roads, met someone who shared the gospel of Jesus Christ with him.  Then and there, he accepted Jesus as his Lord and Savior.  The power of the Spirit began transforming his life; he was filled with such excitement and joy that the first thing he wanted to do was return to his own village and share that same Good News with the members of his local tribe.

Joseph began going from door to door, telling everyone he met about the Cross of Jesus and the salvation it offered, expecting to see their faces light up the way his had.  To his amazement, the villagers not only didn’t care, they. became violent.  The men of the village seized him and held him to the ground while the women beat him with strands of barbed wire.  He was dragged from the village and left to die alone in the bush.

Joseph somehow managed to crawl to a waterhole, and there, after days of passing in and out of consciousness, found the strength to get up.  He wondered about the hostile reception he had received from people he had known all his life.  He decided he must have left something out or told the story of Jesus incorrectly.  After rehearsing the message, he had first heard, he decided to go back and share his faith once more.

Joseph limped into the circle of huts and began to proclaim Jesus.  “He died for you, so that you might find forgiveness and come to know the living God,” he pleaded.  Again, he was grabbed by the men of the village and held while the women beat him, reopening wounds that had just begun to heal.  Once more, they dragged him unconscious from the village and left him to die.

To have survived the first beating was truly remarkable.  To live through the second was a miracle.  Again, days later, Joseph awoke in the wilderness, bruised, scarred, and determined to go back.

He returned to the small village, and this time, they attacked him before he had a chance to open his mouth.  As they flogged him for the third and probably the last time, he again spoke to them of Jesus Christ, the Lord.  Before he passed out, the last thing he saw was that the women who were beating him began to weep.

This time he awoke in his own bed.  The ones who had so severely beaten him were now trying to save his life and nurse him back to health.  The entire village had come to Christ.

 – From Michael Card, “Wounded in the House of Friends.”

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