Child Abuse: It Happens in the Best of Homes
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August 1, 1979 Child abuse: it happens in the best of homes How to cope with loneliness Don't blame God for earth's heartaches How to teach moral values to children under three GOD'S WORD KNOWS In an attempt to personalize the Bible for his people, lang Fuh Seng depicted characters from the Scriptures in Chinese dress and with Chinese features. At age 12, Jesus in the temple (above left) discusses Bible prophecy with the religious leaders of His day. Nicodemus (above) discovers from Jesus the meaning of the new birth. A woman seeking healing (below left) reaches to touch the hem of His garment. 2 THESE TIMES/August 1, 1979 Cover by Dave Darner; inside photography courtesy of Marye Trim X10 LIMIT THESE TIMES, who in turn would This Chinese New Testament, likely the only one of its pass it on to a million or two more? kind in the world, placed me in touch with a former Most certainly the move and the opium addict and drunkard who received healing from meeting brought me closer to what is probably the real beginning of the message on its pages some seventy years earlier. this story within a story. I found it in my new neighbor's sitting room by Marye Trim among the family photographs and various translations of the Bible that he read daily. "This is a remarkable HIS is a story of several Then our new neighbor—a slightly book. I would like to show it to beginnings. I ask myself, stooped, elderly man of medium you." His voice grew warm; his T marveling, "When did it really height, with silver hair and hand trembled in eagerness. begin?" welcoming brown eyes—greeted us. Intuitively I knew that I sat on the Did it begin that winter day when "Hello," he said in cultured tones. edge of discovery. the news that we had to move struck "Welcome to this neighborhood." "It is a very old Chinese New us with a chill colder than the air We liked him immediately and Testament, written in the Mandarin outside? stepped in. As we did, a wall motto dialect and published by the British At that moment a despair more caught my eye. Baffling words, they and Foreign Bible Society in the last numbing than frost tempted me to had been flamed onto a wood century. See how it opens—at the question God's integrity and plaque. "PERHAPS TODAY," I back, in the opposite way from leading. Surely He wouldn't read. English books. I am very privileged authorize such a needless My neighbor smiled as I said the to own it. It may be the only one of expenditure of effort and energy! words, nodded with approval its kind in the world today." Then, contemplating as I gazed because they had caught my "Oh?" I asked. through a thawing windowpane, I interest, and proceeded to explain. "It is made unique by the artwork wondered whether perhaps "I have been a Christian and it contains, painted by brush and Omniscience recognized those in a loved the Lord since I was a small inserted by its original owner." new neighborhood who needed boy." He smiled at Billy. "All my life me—or did I need them? Was this I have served Him; and now that I A visit to the past. My neighbor move, in fact, leading to a new and am in my eighty-eighth year—living continued to display his Chinese exciting experience in Christian alone, for my wife is at rest—I am New Testament and to tell further of living? waiting for the Lord. Perhaps today its origin. As he did I stepped back But perhaps this story within a He will come again. Or perhaps into a past age via the mists of story began soon after we completed today He will take me in sleep. imagination. our move, when my small son and I Whatever He does is right with me!" The year became 1890, the visited our new neighbor. My We moved into his sitting room, scene—the young country of husband had previously met him. where a similar motto again caught Australia. The first character to step "You'll like the old gentleman," he my eye. He continued, "I put these onto the stage of my mind was a had told me. "He's an individual. mottoes where my visitors see them young woman named Mary Booth. You'll find out why." so that I can speak for my lovely "I am going to China," she told her So son Billy and I stood at our Lord. Perhaps today He will come! friends, her face glowing with neighbor's door. The garden we had And until He does, I tell Him every anticipation. "I am going with the passed on our way indicated care, morning, 'Lord, if You've got pioneer party of Australians to join for long-stemmed daffodils bobbed anything for an old fellow to do the China Inland Mission. I feel behind a border of primulas and today, please show me.' " called to serve my Lord in this way." other gay spring flowers. Yet the We exchanged understanding Now the scene changed to the patio appeared cobwebby and smiles and passed farther into his terrain and climate of the Orient. But unswept. We waited. house. That moment may have been who was this in Chinese dress and another of the several beginnings to braids, eating, speaking, and living this story. according to the customs of inland Marye Trim, a New Zealander by birth living in China? The same serene eyes and Australia, is a free-lance writer and member of the Was I destined to meet and know fair skin of scene 1 told me it was Australian Society of Women Writers. She has this Christian gentleman? to be fired none other than Mary Booth. authored two books for children and written inspirational articles, stories, and poems for secular and challenged by his motto? to One day she met a wealthy and religious journals. 0 1979 by Marye Trim. share it with half a million others in Chinese gentleman by the name of THESE TIMES/August 1, 1979 3 In spite of our heartaches, turmoil, and doubt, God can use our misfortune to bless others—if we will allow Him to work through us. Iang Fuh Seng. He owned a large black garb of a teacher; a funeral pattern. One solution for our estate with many servants and scene with the professional mourner move—this story within a story that coolies on his plantation and in his suitably attired in white and the son must be told—plus the important house. His tapestries were the of the Woman of Nain in the recognition that, for nations or richest, his dishes the finest, his appropriate burial color of red. individuals, God knows all; that food the most succulent. But Illustration after illustration testified what may appear to be turmoil and through slit evil eyes he surveyed of Iang Fuh Seng's faith and useless struggle can yet be used by his world and mocked the efforts of devotion. Him as part of His overall plan. the foreign devils from "Australee." He was a drunkard and an opium Some seventy years later, on a The missing testament. I cannot addict. spring afternoon a world away, all help wondering where Iang Fuh Yet one day Iang Fuh Seng saw this opened before me in the hands Seng's own illustrated copy of the beyond the haze of opium and of my new neighbor. Thus I, too, Bible is in today's awakening China. sensed the perfume that will always endured the heat of burning Was it long ago devoured by flames satisfy as he touched upon riches summer as Mary Booth trudged or rubble? Or is it hidden secretly that are eternal. This understanding from village to village, flinching at away, or stored in memory yet? came through Bible readings and the scorn of some and rejoicing at Where are the hearts who have prayer meetings for his servants and the transformation and salvation of known, and know, its power? How friends. "Save even me, Lord Jesus," others. I heard the flute and cymbal and when will they speak? he finally prayed. of oriental music with its own Of one thing I am sure, and that is Eventually he entered Christian peculiar scales and harmony as evil God's promise that His word will service and was ordained a Iang Fuh Seng existed amid his haze not return unto Him void: "So shall Christian minister. of opium. my word be that goeth forth out of Then I saw the born-again Iang my mouth: it shall not return unto The Holy Bible suddenly became Fuh Seng persuading his city that me void, but it shall accomplish that the blueprint of life for Iang Fuh the foreign devils spoke true words which I please, and it shall prosper Seng. He pored over its pages, of an Omniscient One who in the thing whereunto I sent it" seeing in it the Saviour for his race, transcends race, culture, and (Isaiah 55:11). for were not the Chinese people in geographic boundaries—Iang Fuh So, still today, in America, the Book? Shepherds and nobles, Seng's own Redeemer! In continued Australia, China, or anywhere, the traders and merchants, pilgrims and imagination I saw him ply his brush power of God's Word transcends prodigals, blind beggars who led on these very pages now held in my human ideology and ambition; other blind beggars—all of these he new neighbor's hands.