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In 1722 Count Nicholaus
von Zinzendorf of Saxony founded a colony of pietist
believers called "hernhut," later known as
Moravians. He also traveled to America and set up communities that began to
send out missionaries, first to Greenland, then to the West Indies, then
beyond. By the time Zinzendorf died in 1760 some 300 missionaries, all
laypersons, had gone out from the various colonies. in
1738 when some of the challenges of missionary life had become clear,
Zinzendorf wrote his famous instructions, many of which sound strangely modern,
despite their 18th century language. It is better to send people into the wide
world than to send no one. But you should be warned about the following
temptations:
1. To have even the slightest dealings with
clergymen.
2. To think about your purpose in the land only when you get there.
3. To test your vocation on the heathen once you are among them.
4. To give up because something doesn't work immediately.
5. To begin to make your home too comfortable, forgetting that you are really a
traveler, a pilgrim among the nations.
6. To be prejudiced against the heathen because they are neither efficient nor
pious, and to be irritated by how badly they run things.
7. To seek even the slightest advantage at the expense of your brothers.
8. To fill up whole diaries with descriptions of difficulties but write little
or nothing about the ways in which our Savior has helped you.
9. To forget that one can do far more with a believing heart than with many
words.
10. To judge your colleagues and particularly your superiors according to their
personalities and then allow your relationship to be influenced by whether or
not you approve of them.
11. To make a general rule of the experience you and two or three others have
had.
12. To make so many plans that in the end you can't carry out any of them, but
throw up the whole task.
13. Out of boredom to make up new articles of faith.
14. Vindictiveness
15. To lose sight of the Savior.
16. Letting a quarrel last longer than a day.
17. To reflect and think that if you were somewhere else you would not have to
die, or that things would be different for you; to think that the present lot
which God has given to you can be avoided.
18. For any pretext or whatever reason to give the
devil an opportunity to outwit us, to cast us down or to rob us of our peace.
19. It is not always a bad sign to be troubled by something.
20. To embellish the heathen with names of people, not even those of Luther, Herrnhut, or Zinzendorf.
Source Unknown.
The Order of the Mustard Seed founded by
Count Zinzendorf had three guiding principles, namely:
1. Be kind to all people.
2. Seek their welfare.
3. Win them to Christ.
Source Unknown.
I was weeping in the most
bitter contrition of my heart, when I heard the voice of children from a
neighboring house chanting, "take up and read; take up and read." I
could not remember ever having heard the like, so checking the torrent of my
tears, I arose, interpreting it to be no other than a command from God to open
the book and read the first chapter I should find. Eagerly then I returned to
the place where I had laid the volume of the apostle. I seized, opened, and in
silence read that section on which my eyes first fell: "Not in revelry and
drunkenness, not in licentiousness and lewdness, not is strife and envy; but
put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh, to fulfill
its lusts." No further would I read, nor did I need to. For instantly at
the end of this sentence, it seemed as if a light of serenity infused into my
heart and all the darkness of doubt vanished away.
Augustine.
The following biographical/devotional is
taken from Prodigals and Those Who Love Them, Ruth Bell Graham, 1991,
Focus on the Family Publishing, Page 3-11:
Few men are so great that the main course of
history is different just because they lived, thought and spoke. Saint
Augustine is one of those few. He is a great "bridge personality" of
history. Christopher Dawson has written of him, in St. Augustine and His Age,
"He was to a far greater degree than any emperor or barbarian warlord, a maker
of history and a builder of the bridge which was to lead from the old world to
the new." In a little room off the King's Library in the British Museum a
small exhibit is devoted to Augustine, who lived from A.D. 354 to 430. The
exhibit consists chiefly of specimens of his writings, with copies of works
that range from the Dark Ages to the first scholarly edition in the seventeenth
century. The display gives some indication of his extraordinary popularity
throughout the age of faith.
Augustine's works were more widely read than
any other author's from the eighth through the twelfth centuries, and even
during the late Middle Ages he was constantly being rediscovered by clever men.
He speaks to this present age as mightily and
sweetly as he spoke to the age of dying Roman Imperialism because "hearts
speak to hearts," and if ever there was a great heart to speak, it was
his, and if ever there were small and frightened hearts who
need his words, they are ours. But Augustine's early life gave no indication he
was to become such a strong voice of faith. He was born in Tagaste,
a small town in what is known today as Algeria, but during his teenage years
his family moved to Carthage in the part of North Africa that belonged to Rome.
His devout mother, Monica, taught her young son
carefully and prayerfully. His brilliance concerned her deeply, especially
when, as a young man, he cast off his simple faith in Christ for current
heresies and a life given over to immorality.
Later, Augustine wrote:
I could not distinguish between the clear
shining of affection and the darkness of lust. . .I
could not keep within the kingdom of light, where friendship binds soul to soul
.. .And so I polluted the brook of friendship with the sewage of lust. The
details of his sin may differ from ours. (He had a mistress for many years and
an illegitimate son.) But Augustine's story is still the story of many of us:
The loss of faith always occurs when the senses first awaken. At this critical
moment, when nature claims us for her service, the consciousness of spiritual
things is, in most cases, either eclipsed or totally destroyed. It is not
reason which turns the young man from God; it is the flesh. Skepticism but
provides him with the excuses for the new life he is leading. This started,
Augustine was not able to pull up halfway on the road of pleasure; he never did
anything by halves. In the vulgar revels of a wild youth, he wanted again to be
best, to be first, just as he was at school. He stirred up his companions and
drew them after him. They in their turn drew him. Still his mother prayed,
though, as Augustine recalls, it showed no result.
I will now call to mind my past foulness, and the carnal corruptions of my soul; not because
I love them, but that I may love You, O my God. For the love of Your love I do
it; reviewing my most wicked ways in the very bitterness of my remembrance,
that You may grow sweet unto me (Your sweetness never failing, Your blissful
and assured sweetness); and gathering me again out of my excess, wherein I was
torn piecemeal, while turned from You, the One Good, I lost myself among a
multiplicity of things...I was grown deaf by the clanking of the chain of my
morality, the punishment of the pride of my soul, and I strayed further from
You, and You left me alone, and I was tossed about, and wasted and dissipated,
and I boiled over in my fornications, and You held Your peace, O Thou my tardy
joy!...I went to Carthage, where shameful loves bubbled around me like a
boiling oil.
Carthage made a strong impression on
Augustine. For a young man to go from little Tagaste
to Carthage was about the same as one of our youths going from the small
community of Montreat, North Carolina, to Los
Angeles. In fact, Carthage was one of the five great capitals of the Roman
Empire. A seaport capital of the whole western Mediterranean, Carthage
consisted of large new streets, villa, temples, palaces, docks and a variously
dressed cosmopolitan population. It astonished and delighted the schoolboy from
Tagaste. Whatever local marks were left about him, or
signs of the rube, they were brushed off in Carthage.
Here Augustine remained from his seventeenth
to his twenty-eighth year. He absorbed all Carthage had to offer, including the
teachings of the Manichaeans (a religious sect from
Persia).
Augustine recalled those dark days and his
mother's continued intercession on his behalf: Almost nine years passed, in
which I wallowed in the mire of that deep pit, and the darkness of falsehood
(Manichaeism)...All which time that chaste, godly and sober widow...ceased not
at all hours of her devotions to bewail my case unto You. And her prayers
entered into Your presence; and yet You suffered
(allowed) me to be yet involved and re-involved in that darkness. He also
recalled how God comforted his mother during that time, showing her that all
things would eventually work together for good. First He gave her a vision: She
saw herself standing on a certain wooden rule, and a shining youth coming
towards her, cheerful and smiling upon her...He having...enquired of her the
causes of her grief and daily tears, and she answering that she was bewailing
my perdition, he bade her rest contented, and told her to look and observe,
"That where she was, there was I also." And when she looked, she saw
me standing by her in the same rule.
Desperate over his Manichaean heresy, Monica
begged a bishop, a man deeply read in the Scriptures, to speak with her son and
refute his errors. But Augustine's reputation as an orator and dialectician was
so great that the holy man dared not try to compete with such a vigorous
jouster. He answered the mother wisely that a mind so subtle and acute could
not long continue in such adroit but deceptive reasoning. And he offered his
own example, for he, too, had been a Manichaean.
But Monica pressed him with entreaties and
tears. At last the bishop, annoyed by her persistence and moved by her tears,
answered with a roughness mingled with kindness and compassion, "Go, go!
Leave me alone. Live on as you are living. It is not possible that the son of
such tears should be lost."
In his twenty-ninth year, Augustine longed to
go to Rome, the most magnificent city in the world, the seat of learning and,
to many, the center of the universe. Fearing for the spiritual and moral well-being
of her son, Monica pled unceasingly with him not to go. But the day came that
she watched with apprehension the tall masts of the ship in the harbor, as they
swayed gently above the rooftops. She had waited all day with Augustine in the
debilitating heat for the right tide and wind for him to sail to Rome.
Augustine persuaded his mother to seek a little rest in the coolness of a
nearby chapel. Exhausted, she promptly fell asleep. At dawn she awoke and
searched the rooftops for the masts of the ship. It was gone.
But Augustine's heart was heavy, heavier than
the air weighted by the heat and sea-damp -- heavy from the lie and the cruelty
he had just committed. He envisioned his mother awakening and her sorrow. His
conscience was troubled, overcome by remorse and forebodings. He later wrote: I
lied to my mother, and such a mother, and escaped...That night I privily departed, but she was not behind in weeping and
prayer. And what, O Lord, was she with so many tears asking of You, but that You would not permit me to sail? But You, in the depth of Your counsels and hearing the main
point of her desire, (regarded) not what she then asked, that You (might) make
me what she ever asked.
Augustine was guided to Rome and then farther
north where, after listening to Saint Ambrose, bishop of Milan and the most
eminent churchman of the day, he left the Manichaeans
forever and began again to study the Christian faith. One day, under deep
conviction: I cast myself down I know not how, under a certain fig-tree, giving
full vent to my tears; and the floods of mine eyes gushed out an
"acceptable sacrifice to You." And, not indeed in these words, yet to
this purpose, spake I much unto You:
"and You, O Lord, how Long? How long, Lord, (will) You
be angry, for ever? Remember not our former
iniquities," for I felt that I was held by them. I sent up these sorrowful
words: How long, how long, "to-morrow, and to-morrow?" Why not now? why not is there this hour and end to my uncleanness? So was
I speaking and weeping in the most bitter contrition of my heart, when, lo! I
heard from a neighboring house a voice, as of boy or girl, I know not, chanting
and oft repeating, "Take up and read; Take up and read." Instantly,
my countenance altered, I began to think most intently whether children were
wont in any kind of play to sing such words; nor could I remember ever to have
heard the like.
So checking the torrent of my tears, I arose;
interpreting it to be no other than a command from God to open the book, and
read the first chapter I should find... Eagerly then I returned to the place
where Alypius (his friend) was sitting; for there had
I laid the volume of the Apostle when I arose thence. I seized, opened, and in
silence read that section on which my eyes first fell: "Not in rioting and
drunkenness, not in chambering and wantonness, not in strife and envying; but
put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision
for the flesh..." No further would I read; nor needed I for instantly at
the end of this sentence, by a light as it were of serenity infused into my
heart, all the darkness of doubt vanished away.
Then putting my finger between, or some other
mark, I shut the volume, and with a calmed countenance made it known to Alypius. And what was wrought in him, which I knew not, he thus
showed me. He asked to see what I had read: I showed him; and he looked even
further than I had read, and I knew not what followed. This followed, "Him
that is weak in the faith, receive;" which he applied to himself, and
disclosed to me. And by this admonition was he strengthened; and by a good
resolution and purpose, and most corresponding to his character, wherein he did
always very far differ from me, for the better, without any turbulent delay he
joined me.
(Then) we go in to my mother, we tell her;
she (rejoices): we relate in order how it took place; she leaps for joy,
and...blessed You, "Who (are) able to do (more than what) we ask or
think"; for she perceived that You (had) given her more for me, than she
was wont to beg by her pitiful and most sorrowful groanings.
As we know, Augustine would go on to more
than fulfill all his godly mother's hopes and prayers, becoming a bishop and a
defender of the truth. Having come home at last, this prodigal would help build
a house of faith that stands to this day. In the words of Malcolm Muggeridge: "Thanks largely to Augustine, the light of
the new Testament did not go out with Rome's but remained amidst the debris of
the fallen empire to light the way to another civilization, Christendom."
As for Monica, her work on earth was done.
One day shortly after Augustine's conversion, she announced to him that she had
nothing left to live for, now that she had achieved her lifelong quest of
seeing him come to faith in Christ. Just nine days later, she died.
In the Bible we read of a prodigal whose
father kept a vigil for his return, seeing him when he was "yet a great
way off." We who are spiritual beneficiaries of Augustine can be thankful
that Monica was an equally loving but not so passive parent.
Whenever Augustine ran, she followed him;
whenever he came home, she challenged his rebellious ways. For Augustine, she
surely embodied on earth what he and many other prodigals have learned about
our heavenly Father -- a truth best stated in this quotation from the
Confessions: "The only way a man can lose You is
to leave You; and if he leaves You, where does he go? He can run only from Your pleasure to Your wrath."
J.S. Bach's first biographer, Forkel, tells that young Johann Sebastian discovered that
his brother had in his music cabinet a special book of compositions by some of
the more established composers of that day, such as Pachelbel,
Froberger, Bohm, and
Buxtehude. He wanted to borrow the book, but for some reason his brother
refused. Perhaps brother Johann Christoph
was reserving those pieces for his own study or performances and didn't want
the talented youngster in his home to perfect the works first. Johann Sebastian
clearly coveted his brother's book, however, and in the middle of the night,
when everyone else in the house was asleep, he crept down to sneak the
anthology from the cabinet. He took it to his room and began to copy it by
moonlight! It took him six months. Johann Christoph
found out about it...and promptly impounded the copied volume. Johann Sebastian
did not get the book back until his brother died almost a quarter-century
later.