“What will you do when you get old? Where will you get the money from to live? Who will look after you?” These are the questions that probably prevent many promising young people from stepping out for God. They ask, “Shall I empty handed be when retirement I see?” – replacing “my Jesus” with retirement…
It is a legitimate question. But let me share my own experiences with God along those lines. However beware; my experiences with God should not be considered a road map for others to follow. You make your own arrangements with God.
On my way from Canada to India in January 1976, I stopped over in Germany to visit my family. They thought my conversion to Protestantism was madness and going to India on my own without the backing of an organization was even madder. When one of my brothers inquired how I would live, I told him, “hopefully by gifts from friends.” Aghast he asked, “How can you take money from people without working for it?” I remembered his question many times afterwards as I fell into bed (or on the floor); weary after working eighteen to twenty hours. I grinned weakly, whispering to myself, “How can you take money without working for it; how can you?”
Since my conversion in Nov/Dec 1964 I always worked to meet my needs be it going five years to Bible College, or the Summer Institute of Linguistic at the University of Washington in Seattle, or Jungle Camp training in Mexico and finally flying out to India with Wycliffe. I worked as a carpenter and even for a spell cleaned floors or toilets at a department store. I lived by the Scriptural injunction of “no loaves for loafers”, (II Thessalonians 3:10 – Frank’s Version).
This of course was not possible in India. A different arrangement had to be made. After returning to India on my own in January 1976 I made a pact with God – if a mere mortal can dare such a thing, I told God, “Father you supply and I promise to stay broke!” I was going to be a mere channel and not a lake or a reservoir. I was not going to hoard his provisions for my old age but pass them on as soon as I received them to the object of my ministry. I did and – sometimes sooner … Yet supply he does. With supplying he gave me this promise; that he gave the same to Moses doesn’t negate this.
“… and your strength will equal your days.”
And this he too did; he provided not only strength but comforts to match my decreasing ability to handle stress, tension and discomfort. My present place is a far cry from the hut in the middle of the field I started in. It is simple but don’t equate that with primitive; it contains everything to make me comfortable from a nice reclining chair to air-conditioner, book shelves, a fridge that holds all the things, I should not eat, a clean kitchen, two bathrooms and now added to it – an exercise bike…
The old Remington typewriter has made way for a powerful PC plus a laptop and an iPad 3 64GB WI-FI + 3G. Add to it a couple of printers etc. Not boasting just enumerating.
As for transport; the cycle I used for many years, till we moved out to this place in April 1982, made way for a motor cycle and then a car … plus a driver…
These are personal blessings apart from those bestowed upon the homes i.e. the society.
But the best … When I came I was like a man standing with his arms tightly wrapped around himself; that makes for a very small circle. Then I opened my arms wider, wider and wider till they encompassed more than a 1200 people – or more. Not very much but it beats the small circle that was just me. From that circle hands reach out to me to help, to comfort, to make life easier and loneliness bearable. And the channel – tapped into God’s resources – provides for them all – at no cost to me, the channel.
Looking at life from the vantage point of age of 77, which can be considered old, I can boldly say I proved my God. He in turn vindicated my trust in Him and his promises to me beyond all measure!
“Even when your hair has turned gray, I will take care of you.”
Isaiah 46:3, 4
Has this answered your fears?