Carl Sylvius Volkner was a German missionary in New Zealand. His
ministry began in August, 1861, and he worked with the Whakatohea
natives. Under his leadership, a church and a school were built for the
local people.
Unfortunately, he was not welcomed by everyone with
open arms. The followers of a new religion named Pai Marire absolutely
hated him, and in January, 1865, while in Auckland, he was warned to
never come back to Opotiki.
Volkner loved these people, however,
and he could not just vanish from sight to please those who hated him.
Two months later he was back with his beloved people, but his enemies
were waiting for him. He was arrested for treason, he was hung from a
willow tree near his church, and then he was beheaded. His murderers
then drank his blood and smeared it on their faces, and as a last
affront, the leader, Kereopa Te Rau swallowed Volkner's eyes, earning
for himself the name of "eye eater"ÂÂ.
Though Kereopa Te Rau was
the one who robbed others of their sight, Volkner was the one who
brought sight to those who were blind.
Two centuries later, the
eye eater was eventually forgotten. Volkner, however, was not. His
heroics and love for God and for these people motivated the natives to
name an island after him: The Volkner Rocks.
Volkner was one of
those who was truly rich, even though it cost him his life. He shared
what was most precious to him, and in so doing, he brought many who were
poor in spirit to the kingdom of God.
Richness means nothing if
we cannot share it with others. What are we willing to do to share the
Kingdom? "The King will reply, 'Truly I tell you, whatever you did for
one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for
me.'" (Matthew 25:40, NIV2)
Rich are those who care for one
another!
How will we be remembered by others? As an eye-eater? Or
as one who is truly rich?
Rob Chaffart