Sowing & Reaping — Fall/Winter 2024

The articles in this issue of Sowing & Reaping inform us scripturally about the necessity of risk, give us a theological grid for assessing risk, present a current example of a missionary ministering in a risky setting, and challenge us to pray for a missionary’s safety.

BILL

KNIPE

BY

Evangelism and discipleship can

get downright messy at times.

Church history is full of examples.

Ministry can be painful, danger-

ous, and even deadly. Just like

that kitten, the people we try to

rescue can harm us. Our very lives

may be at risk.

Is it worth it? Let the Bible answer that question.

“He is not willing that any should perish.”

To God, the risk is worth it. Jesus’ sacrificial, life-giving

example shows that the human soul is valuable to Him.

Do these Scriptures apply only to safe places? “How

shall they hear without a preacher,” “go ye into all the

world,” and “preach the Gospel to every creature.”

In the Apostle Paul’s words, “God forbid.” I need to

be willing to take risks for the Lord. Yet, the risks

must be carefully assessed.

Confirmation of the Lord’s call to

a place is extremely important.

Nonetheless, the risks also come

with great reward. In the vernac-

ular of fitness gurus, “no pain, no

gain.” Let me give you an example

of the reward that comes from

persevering in a God–given call

to take risks for the sake of His

kingdom.

We are seeing fruit even from a very dangerous

apartment complex, Beverly Court. There are often

shootings there. Two of our church ladies shared an

emotional testimony with our church family on a

Sunday after having witnessed the shooting death

of a young man in the courtyard of Beverly Court

the night before. Their hearts were distraught to see

the young people go right back to their gambling

and dancing while they waited for the ambulance

and police to remove their friend’s lifeless body after

gangsters fatally shot him. “There is no value of a

human soul,” said our church ladies.

Yet, our church family held a Live Nativity in that

same courtyard at Christmas time. Now these people

who need Jesus are hearing of Him. They need

risk-taking believers to show them by example “the

value of the human soul.”

How will they ever hear without a

preacher? How will the believers in

Ravensmead ever gain courage and a

desire to reach their neighbors without

someone being a living example to them?

The Gospel is spreading. People are get-

ting saved and experiencing Christ-like

change. Praise Him!

I corrected one zealous young Christian

man I was discipling for his “Jesus” graffiti

on the wall of Beverly Court. Yet, his

misguided zeal to tell people about Jesus stands

as a testimony that the risks must be taken.

These were the first words I heard from my first

evangelistic efforts in Ravensmead, South Africa.

Earlier that day I had convinced the two young men

who had committed to start a church plant with me

to go on door-to-door evangelism. They lived in the

area but were too afraid to evangelize because of the

dangers. I told them that for safety they could stick

together, and I would evangelize on the opposite

side of the road. But when I met that gang of young

men and heard the one tell me about this injury, I

changed my mind about walking by myself.

Fast forward eight years, and Grace Baptist Church

stands as a lighthouse with around 40 people

in attendance.

It was so tempting

to make that first

encounter in Raven-

smead a reason to

avoid the area alto-

gether in hopes that

someone more coura-

geous and streetwise

than I would be called

there. I soon learned

that my first encounter

was not unusual. Since

then I have witnessed

many violent crimes,

been

caught

in

crossfire, had threats

on my life, and had

my van pounced on

and shaken by an angry mob while I was trying to

minister. The list of known “close calls” continues.

So, why stay in the midst of such dangers? Am I

being foolish? Am I being a foolish husband and

father? Are the risks worth it? Let me answer with

an illustration.

A kitten maneuvered its way through the foundation

into the wall of a home we were visiting. It had been

crying for days and was about to starve to death.

In a last-ditch effort to save its life, we pulled back

the trim by the ceiling, and my wife reached for it.

Every time my wife tried to rescue it, the kitten would

scratch and bite her hand. With a bit of pain and

injury, she persevered and saved the little kitten’s

life. If she had not, the kitten would have died.

RISKS FOR HIS KINGDOM

“SOME WANT TO LIVE WITHIN THE

SOUND OF CHURCH OR CHAPEL BELL;

I WANT TO RUN A RESCUE SHOP

WITHIN A YARD OF HELL.”

C.T. Studd

“WHY IS YOUR HEAD BANDAGED?”

I ASKED.

“YESTERDAY A GANGSTER COLD-

COCKED MY HEAD WITH HIS GUN

RIGHT WHERE YOU’RE STANDING.”

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