The following is a short story I wrote a few years ago loosely based on a true story I read in the book "Jesus Freaks." I wrote this as the preface to a book on the topic of Bible translations, and the destruction of the Bible from within the Christian circle. Although I didn't finish the book yet, I thought I'd share this short story with you. I hope it encourages you today! Here's a link to the real story. (It's the second one down on this page.)
It was the middle of winter, darkness was falling over the village, as a small group of Christians gathered to study the Word of God together. They were forced to meet in secret due to the level of danger that had been created by the local police who were searching for anyone who was a Christian.
In the basement of an abandoned building the small group of Christians huddled together in the light of a single candle. The leader, was the possessor of the only Bible which he carefully pulled from his coat pocket in the presence of the group.
He turned to 2 Timothy 2 and began to read "Thou therefore, my son, be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus. And the things that thou hast heard of me among many witnesses, the same commit thou to faithful men, who shall be able to teach others also.Thou therefore endure hardness, as a good soldier of Jesus Christ. No man that warreth entangleth himself with the affairs of this life; that he may please him who hath chosen him to be a soldier." Suddenly he was interrupted with shouts of " There you are! You Christians!" as police entered the room with force.
Before they knew it, the small group of Christians was thrown to the ground, placed at gunpoint, and forced to either spit upon the Bible or die. Maria, the youngest and newest member of the little group was only 16. As she waited for the others to make their decision, she began quoting passages of the Psalms. Before she knew it, the police were shouting at her to spit upon the Bible. As Maria opened her eyes, she was shocked to see all of her friends were gone. She looked at the small Bible in front of her, it was covered in spit. Without a second thought, Maria picked up the Bible and wiping the spit off with her hand she said, with tears "What have they done to your word Lord?" Before Maria made another conscious thought, she was in the presence of her Lord for all of eternity.
At 16 years old, Maria was willing to die for the Word of God, unlike her friends who sacrificed the Word of God for the sake of saving their own lives. I wonder how many 16 year olds today would be as brave as Maria? Probably very few! Sadly, still fewer would consider the Bible of enough value to even think about dying for it. The Bible as a whole has been spit upon in more ways than one today. In fact, actual spit would be better than what has happened to the Bible recently. The Bible has been disgraced in a vile filthy way, but it is in a way so subtle, not many people have stopped to recognise it.
What did you think of this story? Would you be willing to sacrifice your life for the Word of God?