On one hand, I have absolutely no business trying to write about this; in fact, I'm almost afraid to, because I don't think I have any right to do so. The worst persecution I have ever experienced, just for being a Christian, was occasional ridicule. One reason--perhaps the only reason--I am thinking about it, now, is that persecution of Christians is on the rise around the world, and even in the good ol' USA. That's right: The United States of America, founded by people who fled England, in part, because they wanted the freedom to worship as they saw fit. The USA, where the phrase freedom of religion has been twisted to mean freedom from religion.
However, despite my lack of personal experience with serious persecution, I am faced with the growing fact of it through e-mails from friends who tell of fellow believers who are imprisoned or otherwise persecuted in Uzebekistan, India, China, Sudan, Darfur, and other countries. Last night, I received a mass e-mailing from Focus on the Family, with an article about this very subject. Finally, as I watch what is going on in the world and in our own nation, I can't help but disagree with those who deny that things will ever get that bad here. Short of Divine intervention, I can't think of a reason why things will not continue to deteriorate here.
But here's what prompted this post: Often, in news of Christians who are or have been subject to severe persecution, I read statements like, "All six were forced to deny their faith in Christ, or they would have been killed."
I freely admit that I have never been in such a position, and judging people who are is way out of my jurisdiction. But I can't help the questions that come to mind:
- Would I want to have to live with myself, knowing that I had just denied the One Who died for me? Jesus forgave Peter, so I assume He would forgive me, but could I ever forgive myself?
- How do we reconcile a forced denial of Christ (to avoid death) with His statements recorded in Matthew 10:32-33: "Whoever acknowledges me before men, I will also acknowledge him before my Father in heaven. But whoever disowns me before men, I will disown him before my Father in heaven."
But, again, I have never been tortured, and I really don't handle pain well. Honestly, I hope I never have occasion to find out whether I would remain strong in my faith, even unto death.
Maybe what really eats at me, in these accounts, is recognizing that I could, after all, be brought to a point of denying my Lord, who took on Himself all of my sin and paid the full price of death, in order to reconcile me to the Father. Maybe, instead of asking, "How can they do that?" I should ask, "Lord, is it I?"