The Man Who Believed God: The Story of Hudson Taylor (1929, first edition)

Missionaries and their stories are familiar to me. My mother often would give my siblings and me missionary stories in book form as gifts during our childhood. I had my favorites, of course, I liked the ones with action and some of the missionaries were more adventurous than others. Most lived sacrificial lives. The story of Hudson Taylor was a familiar one to me.  He was a well-known missionary to the Chinese people and was the founder of the China Inland Mission. He spoke the Chinese language, Mandarin, and several of the dialects. His life’s work was to share Christ with the people who lived in China. His dedication and resourcefulness to this cause was novel even for those days. Hudson Taylor has remained one of the great missionaries of all time in the Protestant tradition.

A few years back, I came across an old copy of the book I am featuring, The Man Who Believed God: The Story of Hudson Taylor. It was like reading the story anew now that much life has passed since I first read his story.  This compelling story is about a Christian man who devotes his life to loving, helping, and evangelizing the people in his adopted country. He truly is captive to his devotion to God and to the people he seeks to enlighten with gospel of Christ. But it is not easy by any means. The journey of faith that he embarks on will eventually cost him dearly in the loss of family members through illness and death and in other areas of hardship. But he is faithful to the end. I was particularly fascinated by the account of his remarkable conversion when he was a teenager. He had no intention to follow his parents in Christian faith. He was happy about his unbelief. His mother devotes herself to prayer on his behalf. Then one day the written word in a Christian pamphlet causes him to reconsider the issue. He converts. This young man doesn’t just recite the prayer, he is all in. His conversion completely changes the trajectory of his life.

This book is an excellent read about a life well-lived and a spiritual journey of great depth. I recommend it, not so much for the writing style, but because it gives insight into that day and time and the how far it will take you when one is willing to embrace whatever happens for the sake of Christ and His love.

Mystery Man in the Mojave Desert: A True Story

I have a friend who had an interesting experience with a spiritual twist to it. It happened around midnight. We’ll call my friend “Ben.” He called me the next morning to tell me about it because it astounded him. He wondered what I thought, which I will tell you in a minute.

IMG_0312One little bit about the story that is the backstory to this encounter. Ben had just suffered a broken relationship that went deep. He was hurting the night he drove onto the dirt road in the middle of the desert sands.

Ben was a new believer in Christ at the time. He was absorbing the Word and changing oh so very much. I once asked him how his new faith was affecting him. He answered, “I’m not so angry anymore.” I loved his answer. I had the privilege of sharing my faith with him and got to see him grow spiritually. It was a great privilege (I mention him in my book, The Meeting Place).

Back to the story. As Ben tried to makes sense of his hurt and deal with the anger and pain, he knew he needed to get off alone by himself. His work took him to the desert. He decided to use this time to pray and sort things out to try to make sense of it. He chatted with some people doing roadwork at a railroad crossing in the clear night air, and then he headed off by himself.

The next day he called me. There was wonder in his voice bordering on astonishment. His voice was sort of quivering. You must understand this about Ben, he is a very capable and strong personality, someone you don’t mess with, ever. He is a man in his early sixties. He was sitting in his pickup truck with the window down looking out at the desert typography and the bright stars in the indigo sky. Here’s what happened. . .

Verbatim, in Ben’s own words…

“I am going to share something I experienced a few weeks ago when I went for my night time drive in the Mojave Desert. I was parked up on a hill over looking highway 58. It was very dark, and I was seeking some one-on-one time with God. I was there for quite sometime, when I looked to my left and I could see a silhouette coming towards me.
I looked at this figure coming towards me, I put my pistol into my hand, not knowing what was about to unfold. When this person was a few feet away he smiled, I was still a bit unnerved. His clothes were very ragged, dirty, he looked very unkempt (but no odor as you would expect), and he had the whitest and brightest teeth, perfectly straight,
But it was his eyes that got me. Bright blue, and his pupils were “Star” shaped. He spoke very softly, clearly, and very eloquently. None of that matched his appearance. He asked if I had a dollar I could spare, usually I turn them away, but this time, without thinking I gave him my only $20.00 bill I had. (I only had the $20). He put his hand on my arm, thanked me and disappeared back into the darkness the way he had come.
A few minutes later I got this uncontrolled shiver, from head to toe, and a calmness came over me. I experienced some other things that night after he had left, but I am going to keep that to myself for now. I just thought I would share this part with you. GN GBU ALL
Ben Matthews  2013

 

I asked Ben to describe the man to me because I once had an encounter with a homeless man who sounded very similar. After my experience was over, I believed I had met Jesus or one of his angels on assignment (I’ll share that story next week). We compared notes and it was a perfect match. The whole happening seemed strange to him. The way the man arrived and then how he left. His shining teeth and bright eyes. How the man’s dress did not match his face and being. The way he looked at Ben with that penetrating look.

Later on I requested a copy of Ben’s encounter, which he then sent to me in an email, which is what you read above, word for word except for his name. Ben wondered what I thought. I couldn’t help but think he had encountered an angel or the Son of God. Those eyes and white teeth. They are the defining features. The uniqueness of the interaction. The request, odd in the middle of the desert (that was the same thing I was asked in my encounter). He knew it was something special, that also was telling.

I hope this story encouraged you. Scripture tells us that some have entertained angels unaware. Have you ever had an experience that may have been some sort of encounter with an angel or spirit being?