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  • Scripture References
    All Scripture references are taken from the King James version of the Bible.

We stepped out of church and saw him.

He was sitting in his rickshaw and resting. Our scooter and motorcycle were parked right beside him, so as we were putting on our helmets and loading our things into the scooter seat we began talking with the rickshaw driver. He was all smiles and full of pleasantness. Then he asked where we had been. My husband told him we had just left church and that we were Christians. Suddenly the man's demeanor changed drastically. He started speaking rapidly and we had a difficult time understanding him. We could only catch a few words here and there. One of those words was yuddha. My husband thought he said yahudi which means Jew. He wasn't sure why this man was talking about a Jew, but since the communication seemed to be hindered, my husband pulled out a tract and handed it to the man. The man angrily grabbed the tract, pretended to use it as toilet paper on his backside (above the clothing thankfully), and then threw the tract on the ground. It became clear at that point that the man was not pro-Christian. The man then proceeded to use the limited English skills. Unfortunately it was a word that I would never speak... much less type! My husband picked up the tract, put it in his pocket, we got on our two-wheelers, and drove off. I was glad my husband handled it calmly.

When we stopped for lunch, my husband explained that he thought the man said yahudi (Jew). When I said he had said yuddha, we finally figured out what he was saying. Yuddha means war.

It would be easy to get angry with the man, but there is a truth that makes me pity him. It's a truth that keeps me focused on my purpose and goal. It restrains me from responding to persecution the wrong way.

Psalm 17:14 "From men which are thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world, which have their portion in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure: they are full of children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes."

The angry rickshaw driver has his portion in this life. Whatever blessings come his way in this life, that is the best he can ever hope to have. What if that rickshaw driver suddenly received a fancy car, a nice house, and stylish modern clothing? That would be the best he could ever have. What if he was given money and fame and possessions that he could pass down to his children and his grandchildren? When he dies, whatever he has gets passed on to others. As for him, his portion-- his blessing is finished. It's over. That rickshaw driver didn't have fancy things and cars and a nice house. He had a ratty, rundown old rickshaw. His clothes were dirty. He was thin and looked aged well beyond his actual years. It breaks my heart even these many years later to think of him. Without Christ, that ratty old rickshaw is all he will ever hope to enjoy. When his life is finished, his portion is finished. His true suffering will begin.

As I look around me I see rich people and I see poor people. I see happy faces and I see suffering faces. I see those who enjoy our company and those who wish us harm. All have been blessed by the hand of God in some fashion. Some have been blessed more than others. But they all have one thing in common. No matter what they have in this life, that is their portion. That is the best they can hope for. When their life is over, the blessings will end. Their things will be passed on to their children, but they will enter eternity without hope. Dwelling on this truth keeps me from being bitter or angry. It makes me sad for them. It makes me not want to give up on them. It makes me want to keep sharing the Gospel.

I also dwell on another truth.

Psalm 17:15 "As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness."

No matter how difficult things get here on earth for me, I have hope. No matter how rich I am or how poor I am, no matter how sick I may be or if I live in health, no matter how much I struggle or how much I succeed, no matter how much persecution I face or how much loss I endure here in this life, when this life is over, I will stand before my Heavenly Father in righteousness and behold His face. I will open my eyes and be satisfied as I gaze upon His countenance.

Read it again and let it sink in:

Psalm 17:15 "As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness."

The enemies that surround us have their portion in this life, but those of us who are clothed in the righteousness of Christ will receive our portion and satisfaction the moment we open our eyes after death. It will be worth it all.