HERO OF THE
CROSS
Hebrews 11: 2,
32-38
Adoniram
Judson is famous for his oft-quoted statement “the outlook is as bright as the promises of
God.”Again he wrote, if they ask ‘What the prospect of ultimate success is
there? tell them ‘As much as there is an almighty and faithful; God, who will
perform His promises’”
It was that
faith that kept him and Ann, his first wife, laboring for seven years before
they baptized their first convert, and after twelve years had only eighteen. It
was faith that carried them on when their first baby died, faith that kept him plodding
till he wrote a Burmese grammar and dictionary and after ten years completed a
Burmese New Testament. In spite of repeated attacks of fever and dysentery,
Judson believed on.When supporting friends decided that he is not worthy of
support because he could show little fruit he believed on. He wrote, “it requires
a much longer time than I have been here to make an impact on a heathen people…
if we live some twenty or thirty years, they may hear me again.
After
eleven years,
the tyrannical Burmese emperor imprisoned him for eleven month in a death house. At times he was manacled with three pairs of leg irons, at times with five pairs. He was driven barefoot over the burning sand at noon for several miles until his feet blistered, cracked open, and he left a blood- stain with each step on the sand. His feet were put in stocks and raised higher than his head. The floor crawled with vermin. When Satan would taunt him about slim prospect that seemed to exist for establishing Christ’s church in Burma, Judson held on the promises of God.
the tyrannical Burmese emperor imprisoned him for eleven month in a death house. At times he was manacled with three pairs of leg irons, at times with five pairs. He was driven barefoot over the burning sand at noon for several miles until his feet blistered, cracked open, and he left a blood- stain with each step on the sand. His feet were put in stocks and raised higher than his head. The floor crawled with vermin. When Satan would taunt him about slim prospect that seemed to exist for establishing Christ’s church in Burma, Judson held on the promises of God.
When his
wife became ill she could not nurse the baby, Judson was finally able to bribe
the jailer to release him each evening so that he could carry his little
withering baby from door to door to beg nursing mothers for a little of their
milk for his baby.
Yet they
still believed God. Then his wife died; then their second baby died. After
several years he remained unmarried widow of another missionary who had come
out to join them. In time she died. Insurmountable odds, indescribable
suffering, impossibility afer impossibility, loneliness; and still Judson
believed and pressed on until he died at sea en route home. To the endhe believed and stood on the promises
of God. During his only furlough back to America, street urchins, seeing God’s
presence on his face as he walked down the street the hands of his two
surviving children, called him Mr. Glory Face. When he died, he left behind
hundreds of graves of believers in Burmese soil, sixty-three churches, seven
thousand baptized believers, and one hundred sixty-three missionary and Burmese
who name name the name of Jesus as their Lord.
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