Spiritual Pressures
Is it possible that a missionary’s zeal can dwindle and his spiritual life go dry? Not only possible, it will become a painful fact of life unless deliberate steps are taken to avoid this hazard. One of the enduring misconceptions many folks have about missionaries is that we are super-saints, entirely immune from the doubts, temptations, fears, struggles and sin that plague everyone else. Not only are we encumbered with the common burdens of all believers, but these trials are even more exasperating on the mission field.
My unexpected predicament began on October 3, 1977; departure day for my first missionary journey. I boarded an international flight as a twenty year old, middle class American youth and, the next day, somewhere over the South Pacific, I was mysteriously transformed into an upper, upper class, rich expatriate. Unknown to me at the time, that’s what I was when I arrived in Papua New Guinea.
Overwhelmed by compassion and broken-hearted by the spiritual and physical destitution of this swarming multitude, I quickly went to work. I devoted myself to language and culture learning. Within months I was teaching, preaching, counseling and giving away everything I had, all the way down to my last shirt and pants! Perhaps the people took advantage of me — but they continued to show up unexpectedly at my door, day and night, long after I was depleted of all material possessions.
It was an exhilarating time; developing intimate friendships (many remain to this day), teaching, preaching, discipiling, evangelizing, church planting. Sounds like a fantastic ministry, doesn’t it? However, it was long until the strain of spiritual exhaustion was crushing me. I had not read, much less studied an English version of the Scriptures in weeks. All of my study and most of my praying was “for the people”. I felt my spiritual vitality evaporating right out of me; here a little, there a little, almost imperceptibly at first. After two years of rarely making time to minister to myself, I returned home on furlough. I was physically sick, mentally depressed, emotionally wrecked and spiritually dry as dust. I had allowed myself to become seriously oppressed by the devil!
I had utterly underestimated the incredible spiritual opposition that would come upon me as I invaded enemy territory where the gospel had never penetrated. Satan and his cohorts will do most anything to keep the gospel out of the ears of unreached peoples… particularly in those places where he has been uncontested for centuries.
The sad result of the devil’s domination over people is that their thinking becomes twisted, their minds are blinded and their hearts are darkened. And God’s truth does not easily penetrate the demonic darkness that encapsulates them. Pray for me that I will recognize the attacks and counter-attacks of the enemy and that I will know how to use scriptural weapons in this ferocious battle for souls.
The missionary’s greatest enemy is himself. Many missionaries wrongly adopt a “savior” mentality where we set out to single-handedly win our world for God. We will sometimes sacrifice everything, even our families and our own relationship with God, to get the gospel to the people. I know this is true for me at times. It is important to understand the missionary tendency to become over-burdened and burned out. Weakened spiritually, we become easily irritable towards our family, our co-workers and our national brethren. If a faltering relationship with the Lord continues, pride begins to display itself in a “lording over”, dictatorial attitude, unusual impatience, and a sour disposition that negatively affects every area of home life and ministry.
Losing touch with God will also expose us to temptation unnecessarily. Anyone can fall morally. Take careful note of Samson in Judges 14-16. Financial integrity, truthfulness in speech and deed, purity in mind and body – All of these will be attacked! The enemy uses loneliness, the endless agitation of a foreign culture and the low moral standards around him to aggravate temptation. I have personally witnessed the tragedy of good men who burned out beyond retrieval and destroyed in a day what it took them years of hard work to build. I know this is an ugly portrait of missionaries, but a demonized missionary is not a pleasant sight! And it is an unwise missionary (and missionary supporter) who thinks this could never happen to him! Selah.
Pray fervently that I will maintain daily, intimate fellowship with the Lord. My spiritual life and ministry depend upon it.