It’s a story that’s been forgotten. Not given enough air-time.
Over the years the numbers of people committed to Jesus in other countries has diminished. Often their practices were dramatic. The cost was immense. The implications were very real. They would reject what they had gathered in this life.
Right before they would travel though, they would write one last letter. Then leave it inside a Bible, and leave to never return. Then their pastor would open the Bible at the funeral and read the letter in front of everyone.
One of those young Christians was Karen Watson. A twenty-year-old single woman, that rejected all else and sought to be obedient to the calling of God. On her death, and at her funeral only last month, her pastor opened her last letter, which read as follows:
You should only be opening this letter in the event of my death. When God calls there are no regrets. I tried to share my heart with you as much as possible, my heart for the nations. I wasn’t called to a place; I was called to Him. To obey was my objective, to suffer was expected, His glory my reward, His glory my reward…
The missionary heart:
Cares more than some think is wise
Risks more than some think is safe
Dreams more than some think is practical
Expects more than some think is possible
I was called not to comfort or to success but to obedience. There is no joy outside of knowing Jesus and serving Him. I love you and my church family.
In His care,
The real question here is, who is willing to give themselves to share and show Jesus till the day we die? What Karen knew is for us too…….