St. James, he is called James the son of Zebedee, or James the brother of John, or James the Greater, or Boanerges, which means Son of Thunder, a nickname he and his brother earned after Jesus preached in a village which failed to hear his words at which point James and John turned and asked Jesus, “Lord, do you want us to call fire down from heaven to destroy them?” Personally, I like that kind of spirit in my apostles; however, just like them my way of thinking is not always pleasing to the Lord.
As with many of the early saints, there are some rather interesting stories of James. One of my favorite miracles attributed to him tells how he brought back to life a boy who had been unjustly hanged, and had been dead for five weeks. The boy’s father was notified of the miracle while he sat at supper. The father pronounced the story nonsense and said his son was no more alive than the roasted bird on the table. Legend has it that at that moment the cooked bird promptly sat up, sprouted feathers, and flew away. I’m tempted to try that the next time I’m at a Kentucky Fried Chicken!
The legends are fun, but it is Holy Scripture where we find the most accurate picture. Scripture says, “Jesus was walking beside the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen. ‘Come, follow me,’ Jesus said, ‘and I will make you fishers of men.’ At once they left their nets and followed him. Going on from there, Jesus saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John. They were in a boat with their father Zebedee, preparing their nets. Jesus called them, and immediately they left the boat and their father and followed him.”
Immediately they left the boat. Immediately. I hear that and I have to wonder how I might respond. Would I respond “immediately?” If someone called to me and said, “Follow me,” I would probably reply, “Who are you? Why?” I would probably need to see a few more credentials, but after establishing it to be the Lord, would I continue to hesitate?
Remember the story of the prophet Samuel when he was called as a boy. Samuel had been serving Eli. One night after they had gone to bed Samuel here’s a voice calling to him. Being a dutiful servant he runs to Eli saying, “Here I am. Here I am, you called,” but Eli said that it wasn’t him and to go back to bed. This happened two more times, but on the third time Eli realized that it was the Lord calling to the boy, so Eli said to Samuel, “Go and lie down, and if he calls you again, say, ‘Speak, Lord, for your servant is listening.’” And this is what Samuel did and it was then that the Lord spoke to him clearly of his plans and the purpose he should fulfill.
For all of us, if the Lord calls to us by name or says, “Follow me,” we may all be a bit hesitant at first. We may want to be certain of who it is calling first. But like Samuel and James, once we determine that it is the Lord, we too must respond immediately.
James started as a fishermen, but when Jesus stepped into his life and called him, James became a fisher of men. He heard the truth in the message of Christ and he immediately gave up everything, including – in the end – his very life for the sake of that call.
From February 14, 1886: The first morning and evening services were held in the new building at 1st Ave. South and South 29th Street. The initial subscription for building the mission was $1,200. A generous gift of several hundred dollars was received from members of St. Luke’s Episcopal Church of Rochester, New York. In appreciation, the Episcopalians of Billings named their new church in honor of this eastern parish.
We are named in honor of St. Luke’s Episcopal Church in Rochester, New York, which for the record still exists, but has been named The Episcopal Church of St. Luke and St. Simon Cyrene, after two Episcopal Churches there were combined. Yesterday, after learning all this, I wrote to the rector of the church in Rochester and told him “Thank You” for their original support, that we were doing well, and blessings to them and their work. He in turn had no idea either, but was delighted all the same to learn of it.
History can be fun. I can track my own personal history through Montana, Texas, Louisiana, with a brief stint in Wisconsin. My family history can be followed through the deep south and Texas, but further back you will encounter a few Irish, some English, a bit of French and even Cherokee. Before that, I’m not real sure except for one little piece and that one little piece is the same for all of us – no, I’m not going to track our history through Adam and Eve. This history has nothing to do with nationalities or skin tones. Instead, it has to do with who we all were as members of the human race. Quoting Isaiah, Jesus outlines part of our common history:
“’The Spirit of the Lord is upon me,
because he has anointed me
to bring good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives
and recovery of sight to the blind,
to let the oppressed go free,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”
In our common history, we all were once the captive, the blind, and the oppressed, but through Christ we are the rich. We have been released. Given sight. Freedom. Paul states it clearly in his letter to the Galatians, “in Christ Jesus you are all children of God through faith, for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ. There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” Through Christ we have been freed from our “history” – those things that in the past that separated us from God – and given new life in Him.
The history of our church, our families, the nations are all very interesting, but our true and eternal history cannot be discovered in history books or genealogies. To know your true and eternal history, you must look to God and his actions in the world and your life. By doing so, not only will you discover your history, but you will also know your true and eternal future.
The apostles said to the Lord, “Increase our faith!” The Lord replied, “If you had faith the size of a mustard seed, you could say to this mulberry tree, `Be uprooted and planted in the sea,’ and it would obey you.
“Who among you would say to your slave who has just come in from plowing or tending sheep in the field, `Come here at once and take your place at the table’? Would you not rather say to him, `Prepare supper for me, put on your apron and serve me while I eat and drink; later you may eat and drink’? Do you thank the slave for doing what was commanded? So you also, when you have done all that you were ordered to do, say, `We are worthless slaves; we have done only what we ought to have done!'”
A man named Johnny was walking along a steep cliff one day when he accidentally got too close to the edge and fell. On the way down he grabbed a branch, which temporarily stopped his fall. He looked down and to his horror saw that the canyon fell straight down for more than a thousand feet. He couldn’t hang onto the branch forever, and there was no way for him to climb up the steep wall of the cliff.
It would seem that Johnny was lacking a key ingredient with his new found relationship with God: faith. As Christians we speak of faith all the time. When things are going wrong folks always say, “just have a little faith.” It has got to be in the top ten sermon topics for priest. You can’t even read the bible without running into discussions on it. The words of Paul, “Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.” In other words, everyone who has faith in Jesus will be saved.
In our Gospel, Jesus speaks of faith, “If you had faith the size of a mustard seed, you could say to this mulberry tree, `Be uprooted and planted in the sea,’ and it would obey you.”
So if everyone is talking about it, then what is it? What is faith?
Paul says, “faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. This is what the ancients were commended for. By faith we understand that the universe was formed at God’s command, so that what is seen was not made out of what was visible.” That’s nice. Everybody understand faith now? Maybe we should break it down a bit more.
Faith is believing in what we cannot see, but it comes in two different varieties, C. S. Lewis broke it down for us as “head faith” and “heart faith” and it is best broken down in an example: Head faith, Lewis says, is when he goes in for a surgery. He can trust the anesthesiologist because he understands through the intellect the workings of the body they’ll put the mask over his face, start pumping in the gas that will put him to sleep, and after he is asleep – and only then – will the surgeon begin the operation and the cutting. Because he is deeply asleep he knows that he will experience no pain. The intellect is sound, right up to the point when they lay him on the table and actually put the mask on him. It is then that his emotions, his “heart faith,” takes over. Fear kicks in and his heart says, “Oh my goodness what if this doesn’t work?” “What if I’m not asleep when they start slicing into me?” “What if I can feel everything, but can’t tell them?” The head was good, but the heart took over and left him a nervous wreck.
The same is true in our Christian walk. When all is well with us our faith is strong, but when we find ourselves hanging off a cliff with a thousand foot drop below and only an invisible voice in our heads saying, “Trust me,” then our emotions ramp up and our heart begins to doubt. We begin to doubt. “Is God really out there,” we whisper to ourselves.
There is a dramatic difference between the head and the heart when it comes to believing in what we cannot see. Deciding which one will rule our souls – head or heart – will also make a dramatic difference in our Christian walk. We came across this passage last week in our Wednesday night study of the Ragamuffin Gospel: “If a random sample of one thousand American Christians were taken today, the majority would define faith as belief in the existence of God. In earlier times it did not take faith to believe that God existed – almost everybody took that for granted. Rather, faith had to do with one’s relationship with God – whether one trusted in God. The difference between faith as ‘belief in something that may or may not exist’ and faith as ‘trusting in God’ is enormous. The first is a matter of the head, the second a matter of the heart. The first can leave us unchanged, the second intrinsically brings change.”
If head faith is greater than heart faith, then how do we go from one to the other? How do we go from remaining the same, to being transformed in Christ? It is a matter of rephrasing that simple question. Instead of asking, “Do you believe in God?” ask, “Do you trust in God?”
“HELP! HELP! IS ANYONE ELSE UP THERE?” No, there’s not. Trust in Him. The Psalmist says to the Lord: “The Lord is trustworthy in all he promises and faithful in all he does.” And what does the Lord promise? Do this for me… Turn to page 779 of your Book of Common Prayer. What does the Lord promise? Let’s say together Psalm 121:
I lift up my eyes to the hills; *
from where is my help to come?
My help comes from the LORD, *
the maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot be moved *
and he who watches over you will not fall asleep.
Behold, he who keeps watch over Israel *
shall neither slumber nor sleep;
The LORD himself watches over you; *
the LORD is your shade at your right hand,
So that the sun shall not strike you by day, *
nor the moon by night.
The LORD shall preserve you from all evil; *
it is he who shall keep you safe.
The LORD shall watch over your going out and
your coming in, *
from this time forth for evermore.
Have faith in your head. Stop simply believing and start trusting, for the Lord himself watches over you.
Bishop Daniel Sylvester Tuttle, the first missionary Bishop of Montana, writes about the winter of 1867-68 that he spent in Virginia City. He loved the people, but felt oppressed by what he described as the prayerlessness and godlessness.
For example, he had Sunday School teachers, of them he writes, there was “a Quaker, a Baptist, and two Methodists.. and one ‘churchman.’” Even though these were the best he had, one of the these was an absolute drunk and another was a habitual gambler. The vestry was worse, he writes, “Of the vestry of St. Paul’s church which we got together, one vestryman, high in civil office, got into an altercation with a lawyer over some matters retailed by gossip, and would have shot him dead had not a friend near by struck up the pistol. One was a Unitarian. Another, the most godly of them all, and the one on whom I most leaned for Christian and churchly earnestness, became involved in a dispute, and missed, by the smallest margin, the fighting of a duel. Still another was an appallingly steady drinker.” In early February he wrote to his wife saying… “Before I went to choir meeting Major Veale, my only faithful churchman here, called. He and I are putting our heads together about the election of a new vestry at Eastertide. We mean to cut down the number from nine to seven. We mean to throw out at least drunkards and violent swearers. Aside from him the other six, at the best, will have to be Unitarians, moderate drinkers and decent world’s men.” Now if that was the Sunday School teachers and Vestry, then can you imagine what the rest of the church must have looked like?
The church is an interesting creature. We would all like to think that it is entirely made up of saints and angels, but like Bishop Tuttle discovered this is far from reality. On any given day you can look at the church and see the glory of God or the scandals that threaten to bring it down. As Michael Ramsey, the 100th Archbishop of Caterbury states, “The Church is not the society of those labeled virtuous. It is the mixed community of sinners called to be saints.” So, in the Church, there are days when we can all say with Shakespeare, “Hell is empty and all the demons are here.”
Thing is, it has been this way from the very beginning. At one point in the Acts of the Apostles, Peter is debating with the leaders of the infant Church. At issue is the fact that these leaders do have faith in Christ – they are Christians – but they are also Jews as were almost all of Jesus early followers. However, because they are Jews, they have not abandoned the idea that the followers of Jesus must also be followers of the Law of Judaism, part of which was the requirement of circumcision for the men. The leadership asked Peter, “Why did you go to uncircumcised men and eat with them?” This may not sound like much to us today, but back then it was a very big deal. They are asking him, “Why are you associating with sinners?!”
In our Gospel reading today, we have the same problem. “All the tax collectors and sinners were coming near to listen to Jesus. And the Pharisees and the scribes were grumbling and saying, ‘This fellow welcomes sinners and eats with them.’” At another time Jesus will be seen eating and drinking with similar types, and the Pharisees and the teachers of the law who belonged to their sect complained to his disciples, “Why do you eat and drink with tax collectors and ‘sinners’?” If these same religious leaders had been around Bishop Tuttle they would have asked, “Why do you hang around drunkards and violent swearers. And by the way, what’s up with that vestry?” However, Jesus answers them, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous but sinners to repentance.” Jesus ate and drank with sinners, because they were the ones who were in need of repentance. They were the ones who needed salvation.
You and I also share a meal with each other every week. We bless the bread and the wine and it becomes for us the Body and Blood of Christ. But did you know, when you come forward to the Lord’s altar and share in that heavenly banquet, like Jesus, Peter and the other Apostles, like Bishop Tuttle and all the rest, that you are also sharing a meal with sinners? Did you know that each and everyone of us who comes to this altar is in need of that salvation? Each of us – comes to this meal – not because we are saints, but because we are sinners in need of redemption. In need of forgiveness.
You all probably know that each summer I have the opportunity to go to Camp Marshall and serve as the Chaplain of Grace Camp, a camp for 3rd through 8th graders who have a parent in prison. Each year we have some returning campers from the previous years, but we also have new campers who are unsure of their surroundings or even why they were chosen for that specific camp. It was in my second year serving that I decided to start the camp off a bit differently. Instead of tap dancing around the issue that they all had a parent in prison, I just came out and said it, “You are a part of this camp because everyone of you has either your mom or your dad in prison.” No sugarcoating. No hiding the elephant in the middle of the room.
At first, some of the kids were horror struck. Looks of shock. Embarrassment. Some looks of anger were shot up at me – even by some of the counselors, but then it began to register: we ALL have a parent in prison? I don’t have to hide this?? I am free from the stigma and the labels that are associated with this? You mean to tell me that I can come here, be a kid and have fun? And I get to answer, “Yes!”
The Church – OUR Church – is quite similar. Like those kids, we all have something that we hide. Something that we would rather others not know about us, but the truth is unavoidable: we are all sinners in need of redemption and forgiveness. Each and every one of us… Period. We can’t act like the Pharisees during the time of Jesus, because we are the tax collectors and sinners. There’s not a one of us who can get to thinking we’re any better than another, because we’re not.
By knowing and understanding this, we become like those kids at Grace Camp or those tax collectors and sinners who sat at Jesus’ table or those drunkards and violent swearers that were on Bishop Tuttle’s vestry; we no longer have to feel as though there is some stigma or label on us, as though we were the only sinner in the church. By knowing and understanding this, we can no longer say to ourselves, “I’m not good enough for this.” Nor can we say that someone is not good enough for us. There was one of those funny cartoons that recently got passed through cyberspace. It showed the fracturing and divisions of the church throughout history. From one church, to hundreds of denominations and schisms – for the record, it is now estimated that there are 41,000 different Christian denominations throughout the world. However, while pointing at one of the fractions the teacher declares to the students, “And this is where our church came along and finally got the Bible right,” to which one of the students replies, “Jesus is so lucky to have us!” NO! Jesus is not lucky to have us, “for all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.” Knowing and understanding this – that we are all tax collectors and sinners – gives us a freedom to be true to God and to one another. As my friend Heidi, the Dean of the Cathedral, said: it helps us to understand that we are all in the “pig sty” together and all in need of God’s saving grace.
I said earlier that the Church is a very interesting creature. She has some tremendous moments of glory and others of absolute disgrace. From Jesus to Peter to Bishop Tuttle to us today, the Church has always been this way and until the day of the Lord’s coming, it will always be, for the Church is the meeting place between a very Holy God and very sinful man, which can make for a very messy business. Yet, what we must not forget is that at the heart of this meeting place is the God who became man, Jesus, and it is through Him that all of our messy business is redeemed.
Now large crowds were traveling with Jesus; and he turned and said to them, “Whoever comes to me and does not hate father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters, yes, and even life itself, cannot be my disciple. Whoever does not carry the cross and follow me cannot be my disciple. For which of you, intending to build a tower, does not first sit down and estimate the cost, to see whether he has enough to complete it? Otherwise, when he has laid a foundation and is not able to finish, all who see it will begin to ridicule him, saying, `This fellow began to build and was not able to finish.’ Or what king, going out to wage war against another king, will not sit down first and consider whether he is able with ten thousand to oppose the one who comes against him with twenty thousand? If he cannot, then, while the other is still far away, he sends a delegation and asks for the terms of peace. So therefore, none of you can become my disciple if you do not give up all your possessions.”
This week I read the Gospel last Sunday evening so that it would start percolating. After just one reading I immediately had an idea – Who can I get to preach for me this Sunday! My goodness – “Hate” everyone! So much for loving your neighbor and turning the other cheek and all that other happy business! Or is it?
I think you are all probably aware that nowhere in the Gospel does Jesus preach hate. Many people “use” the Gospel to preach hate, but it is not what Jesus intended. In this passage, Jesus is using a Semitic exaggeration which, at the time, was a popular way of expressing an idea. Think of it in terms of one of our popular expressions, “It’s to die for.” “A Heath Bar blizzard from DQ is to die for!” Well, a Heath Bar blizzard is a tasty creation, but is it really worth dying for? The word Jesus uses is properly translated as hate, but it means that we should have no ties that bind us or limit our freedom in serving God. So a better translation of the word hate would be, “love less than.” Jesus is saying, “You cannot be my disciple unless you love everything else less than you love me.” That is a difficult teaching, for some Jesus may have well meant hate as we understand it, because loving Jesus above our own will, desire and plans is not always an easy task.
Ivan the Great. Russian leader during the 15th century. He became so consumed with his military campaigns that he didn’t stop to take a wife and produce an heir. His advisors became concerned, so they find for him the daughter of the King of Greece to marry.
The King of Greece was delighted and the marriage was agreed, on one condition – Ivan must become a member of the Greek Orthodox Church. Following his instruction in the faith, Ivan and 500 of his most skilled soldiers made their way to Greece for the baptism and the wedding.
Upon arrival in Athens Ivan was to be baptized into the Orthodox Church. His soldiers, always loyal to their leader, asked if they could also be baptized. After a crash course in the Orthodox faith, they too were ready for baptism. Ivan and his guard would be baptized together in a mass baptism, to be attended by huge crowds from all over Greece. The baptism was to be by full immersion. Imagine the scene: five hundred soldiers in full battle gear wading into the Mediterranean for baptism.
However, at the last minute there was a problem: the Church did not allow professional soldiers to be members. If they were to be baptized into the church they would need to give up their occupation. This was unacceptable to Ivan and his soldiers, so a compromise was reached. As the priests baptized each soldier, the soldier would draw his sword and lift it high above his head. Then he would be baptized – all of him… except for his fighting arm and sword.
St. Paul says in his letter to the Romans, “Do you not know that as many of us as were baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into His death? Therefore we were buried with Him through baptism into death, that just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life.”
Those soldiers said, “We will be baptized into the death and resurrection of Christ, except for this one part of me – this one arm and my sword I’m going to keep for myself.”
When Jesus tells us that we must “hate father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters, yes, and even life itself,” what he is actually saying is that we must not allow ourselves to be distracted from him. We are not to place anything between Him and us – not a fighting arm, another relationship, our own desires, etc., etc., etc., Nothing. Why? God answers this himself. It is part of the Ten Commandments, “I the Lord your God, am a jealous God.” His love for us is so complete that he can not tolerate anything coming between us.
For many, this type of life sounds as though we as Christians are to walk around all day long singing Kumbaya and doing nothing else. However, the result – the life – of loving God above all others is quite different than we would expect.
There was a boat way out in the Pacific ocean that encountered a horrendous storm in the middle of the night and was capsized. Near by was an island and when daybreak came there were two men lying on the beach – the only survivors. As they pulled themselves together they discussed what they should do and concluded that they should pray – go figure.
However, the first man got the idea that perhaps one of them might be more righteous than the other and that God might hear the prayers of one over the other, but maybe not answer any of their prayers if they stayed together. So, the first man devised the plan where they would split the island and each was to stay on his side. The second man calmly agreed, they shook hands and went their separate ways.
On the first night the first man prayed for something to eat. The following morning he came into the most remarkable grove of fruit trees imaginable. Everything a person needed to keep alive. Not only that, a small cove on his side of the island provided an abundance of fish that he easily caught with his bare hands. For the second man there was nothing. He did find an old piece of nearly rotten fruit on the beach that he tried to choke down, but it was hardly enough to keep him alive.
Several weeks later the first man decided that he did not want to be alone on the island, so he prayed that the Lord would send him a wife. That night there was another shipwreck and the lone survivor was a beautiful woman. They were perfect companions and got along famously, but for the second man, again nothing – he couldn’t even find a volleyball that he could name Wilson. His conditions were perfectly dreadful.
Well the months went by and the first man and his wife decided they might try and pray to be rescued and wouldn’t you know it, the following morning a boat floated up in the cove. It was all gassed up and ready to go. So they swam out to it, fired up the engine and headed off. Suddenly there was a voice from heaven. It was God. “Are you going to leave the other man behind?” “Sure,” said the first man, “Look at him. He is obviously some heathen. Here I have prayed and received everything I asked for and he has received nothing. He must be some great sinner to have you treat him so terribly.” “On the contrary, he has also had each of his prayers answered, even though he has prayed the same thing everyday. In fact, if it weren’t for him, you would surely be dead by now.” “Oh,” says the first man, “what was his prayer?” “He prayed that all YOUR prayers be answered.” (Found this story here.)
Jesus said, “Whoever comes to me and does not hate father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters, yes, and even life itself, cannot be my disciple,” and we are to “hate” in the same manner as man who had nothing “hated” the man who received everything. When we love God so completely, we don’t have to ask God to outline his will and plans for our life. Instead, when we love God completely, we are fulfilling his will and plans for our lives. Then our actions – our very lives – reflect the love he has for us, back into the world.
Our God is a jealous God. When Jesus says that we are to “hate,” he is saying we must put him first. On the surface, that sounds very difficult. How can I give up loving my father or my mother? My spouse and my friends? However, if we love God above all others, what we will soon understand, is that we will love those individuals in our lives far more than we ever have in the past. For in loving God completely, we learn what it means to be truly loved; and instead of trying to discern God’s will for our lives, what we discover… is that we are living it.
I confess to being a fan of the movie. I’ll give just about any movie one chance, but if I find one that I really like, then like some three-year-old, I will watch it over and over. Keeping the Faith. Harry Potter. The Matrix. Even, The Devil Wears Prada. However, when I need a little humor and a bit of action, I will reach for A Knight’s Tale. There’s jousting and sword play. A beautiful princess and an evil Count. Our hero, William Thatcher – who goes by the fake name Ulrich, grew up very poor, but decides to follow the advice of his father and changes his stars. Although illegal, he takes on the role of a knight and has his grand adventure. He even has a herald and it turns out to be none other than an aspiring young author – Geoffrey Chaucer.
Chaucer’s primary role is to introduce William Thatcher at the jousting tournaments. As you can imagine, they are quite extravagant. Concluding one particular introduction he states, “And so without further gilding the lily and with no more ado, I give to you, the seeker of serenity, the protector of Italian virginity, the enforcer of our Lord God, the one, the only, Sir Ulllrrrich von Lichtenstein!”
So, what does this have to do with anything today? At one of the final jousting matches, Chaucer once again introduces Ulrich and he begins by saying, “My lords, my ladies, and everybody else here not sitting on a cushion!” …and everybody else here not sitting on a cushion. All you common people who most won’t remember. Faces in the crowd.
Think about it for a second. When you consider Queen Elizabeth I, you know her father, Henry VIII and perhaps her brother and sister, but do you know who it was that brought up her breakfast each morning? No and you never will, but that doesn’t mean that this person was of so little insignificance as to be forgotten. And, in the eyes of God, this server of breakfast is an equal to the Queen of England. The Apostle Paul states, “there is no Gentile or Jew, circumcised or uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave or free, but Christ is all, and is in all.” Or, as Chaucer said in A Knight’s Tale, we “are all equally blessed.”
A few weeks ago we celebrated the life of that great Saint, Bartholomew. He was the one who was martyred by being flayed alive. I like to refer to Saints like this as Capital “S” Saints. Saint Bartholomew. St. Luke. Etc. Today, however, we do not celebrate one of those capital “S” saints, instead the ones we celebrate today are known simply as the Martyrs of New Guinea, which consisted of eight missionaries and two natives – no names given, who were put to death because of their faith during World War II. Common people. Faces in the crowd. Yet Jesus says, “Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten in God’s sight. But even the hairs of your head are all counted. Do not be afraid; you are of more value than many sparrows.” Of those eight nameless missionaries and common natives, “not one of them is forgotten in God’s sight.” “Christ is all, and is in all.” They are as equally blessed as those Saints we know by name and who are depicted in stained glassed windows.
The word “saint,” with a capital “S” may never appear before our names. We may never even have a day set aside for us like the Martyrs of New Guinea, but we also are as equally blessed as they, for as Christ was in them, He is in us.