We had made arrangements to visit a Jewish museum in Oswiecim in
the evening after our tour of the Auschwitz-Berkinau concentration
camps. The museum generally closes at 6 P.M., but we were able to make
arrangements to visit them at 7 P.M, and to even have a little
personalized tour. When I tried to program the address into the GPS,
however, it wasn't able to locate our destination. No matter what we
did, the GPS was lost! In retrospect, that idea is funny!
Eventually we did find some signs directing us to the Jewish Museum;
unfortunately, however, the signs ended up leading us nowhere. We were
truly completely lost.
My wife, who was driving, then became
excited when she found a sign with a direction indicator. There were
many foreign words on the sign, but with our limited (non-existent)
Polish, the only word she understood was "museum". She lost no time in
following the indicator up a long entrance way to the front door. This
had to be the long-sought building. After all, how many museums could
there possibly be in a town as small as Oswiecim, Poland?
It
wasn't more than two seconds after she stopped the car that a "bulldog"
of a man lumbered over and began cursing at us in Polish. We couldn't
understand a thing he said; but it was clear we were not where we wanted
to be!
My wife, however, was tired of turning around and around
Oswiecim, looking for the Museum, so she rolled down the window to ask
the man directions. In a matter of seconds, that bulldog of a head came
through that window and began yelling even more loudly in Polish, and
this time we could literally feel the heat of his anger on his breath.
It was clear: we had to leave! But with his head stuck through the
window, how could we drive away?
That's when a second man
appeared. This one was smiling, and I couldn't help thinking that this
was some Polish version of a Laurel and Hardy movie. This gentleman also
spoke to us only in Polish, but when he heard the English words, "Jewish
Museum", he seemed to understand where we wanted to go. He gestured for
me to follow him, and I was quick to comply. Unfortunately, that left my
wife and son at the mercy of the first "Hardy" type of guy, who
continued his tirade of angry words, seemingly without even stopping for
breath.
Something strange happened when the "Laurel" of the pair,
the nice guy, began speaking to me in Polish. I understood him! He told
me, "Don't take notice of my friend. He is always that way, and we have
to work with him!" He them showed me where to park and how to reach our
destination, and his instructions proved to be 100% correct.
How
did I understand him when I don't know even one word of Polish? It was
simple: My Heavenly Father came through for me. He is the one who made
me understand what the nice polish man said. Who else could help me with
a completely foreign language?
Interestingly enough, through all
of this adversity, we remained at peace. Even my wife, who was
continuing to take the verbal abuse through the open car window when I
returned. Why did we feel this peace? It is quite simple:
"I have
told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world
you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." (John
16:33, NIV2)
This is confirmed over and over in God's Word:
"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as
the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be
afraid. " (John 14:27, NIV2)
How is this even possible? "Do not
be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and
petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace
of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and
your minds in Christ Jesus." (Phil 4:6-7, NIV2) When we depend on our
Heavenly Father, we simply have nothing to worry about. We remain at
inner peace, no matter what our circumstances might be, because our
Father in Heaven is sustaining us. It may sound strange for those who
have never experienced God, but truly this is a reality for those who
know our Heavenly Father personally.
You may have read my
experience with my heart problems (See Illusive Faith). I was sent to
the best heart specialist in my region. His first test was inconclusive.
He gave me another vigorous test where he discovered that one of my
heart valves only had two parts to it, where there are supposed to be
three. Even when he gave me that verdict, I was at peace. I simply
placed the heart problem in God's hands and went on about my life. I
would later be sent to another heart specialist, and his tests
discovered that somehow I now have three parts to each of my heart
valves. This didn't make sense to him. A heart valve cannot grow a third
part! He concluded that the best heart specialist in town had been
wrong. I knew better.
When my wife lost her keys in the Sonoran
Desert, I was also completely at peace. Somehow I knew we would find
them in the dark, and God led us right to them (See The Challenge)!
When I had to wait for a CAA truck to bring my car for repairs, I
also didn't panic. I was at complete peace writing devotionals in my car
until the truck arrived. In the end, all was fixed within 2 days (See
Facing Hilarious Bad News)!
That inner peace that our Heavenly
Father gives us, no matter how dire our circumstances may be, is how He
shows His love to us. His peace indicates we are His children and
nothing should faze us.
Do all Christians have this peace in the
face of adversity? Unfortunately not. This is only available to those
who walk with Him and have a personal relationship with Him. If you do
not face adversity with peace in your heart, ask Him to reveal Himself
fully to you. His peace will eventually reign in your heart, and this
will be the absolutely amazing proof beyond a doubt that He is truly
alive within you.
How will you react the next time someone yells
at you?
Rob Chaffart