Standing in the Gap
Last week, we, the Free Methodist missionaries here in Taiwan, had our annual meeting. We gave our informal reports and prayed for each other. As I listened to each one, I realized that we all come from many nations and cultures. Most of us are North Americans from USA and Canada helping Chinese churches here in Kaohsiung, Taiwan. One is participating in a ministry among a tribal community located here in southern Taiwan. Some are involved in ministry among Western expatriates living in this city. Others are teaching in a Christian school for MKs (missionary kids). One Asian-American family is planting a church among Vietnamese immigrants and migrant workers. As for me, the lone Filipino-American (Fil-Am) in the team, I am helping out in the missions education ministry of a Kaohsiung seminary. All together, we represent seven cultures and four countries. In so many ways, we are standing in the gap between these cultures, countries, traditions and political situations.
We are sharing the Good News of Jesus as well as providing a connection among these different cultures. When the social conditions are difficult, we help out. Here in Taiwan, there are a few tribal communities. The Free Methodist Church is currently working among the Rukai and Paiwan tribes. They need our help. There are also migrant workers from Vietnam, Philippines, Thailand, and other Asian countries who are constantly struggling to live in a foreign land--Taiwan. Expatriates from North America, South Africa, and Australia abound in the big cities. Young teens from Korea, Japan or Singapore are a plenty in the many international schools in this country. Christian witness among these groups of people are a constant challenge. We, the FM missionaries, do our best to answer God's call to stand in the gap.
After our meeting, Pastor Khoa, a Vietnamese-American from Ohio, and his family went to see a Vietnamese young mother here in Kaohsiung. I was their driver. I did not feel like I did something significant. I was just standing there watching Pastor Khoa and his wife, Tammy, share God's love to this young Vietnamese. I did not understand what they said to each other. One thing I know though is that God was there touching the heart of this young mother and giving peace and comfort to her. I stood in the gap, did nothing really, except witness God's Sprit moving in our midst. What a blessing!
Sometimes, standing in the gap for God means crossing many boundaries and bridging two cultures for the gospel of Jesus. But, most of the times, it simply means standing, merely standing, seemingly doing nothing, except witnessing the outpouring of the Spirit of God on the people around us.
May God bless you as you stand in the gap for our God, even if this means merely standing.