Erwin Bourne
I have watched the “throwing on the potter’s wheel.”
The prophet, Isaiah, used this allegory to illustrate
our life: “O Lord, you are our Father. We are the
clay, you are the potter, we are all the work of your
hand” (Isaiah 64:8 NIV). Keep this metaphor in mind
as you read this article.
The Apostle Paul, a courageous missionary, left this
marvelous epitome with us who would follow his
example: “But this precious treasure—this light and
power that now shines within us—is held in a
perishable container, that is, in our weak bodies.
Everyone can see that the glorious power within must
be from God and is not our own” (II Cor. 4:7 Living
Bible). And verse nine continues: “We are hunted
down, but God never abandons us. We get knocked down,
but we get up again and keep going.”
In the Fairbanks Memorial Hospital in 1984, recovering
from a leg amputation, I had a rather interesting
visit with a physician on the third floor. He had
just come from a room two rooms down the hall from
mine. He asked me if he might bring up a difficult
question. “A strong, young man down the hall has just
had a motorcycle accident. Now he is lying in the
hospital paralyzed from the neck down. Chances are
that he’ll never walk again. “What do I tell this
young man? His future is crashed! He has no answers
to his life’s predicament. All he does is blame God.
What do I tell him?”
Many of you who are reading the WWW today have the
same questions. “SomebodyCares4u deals with Life’s
toughest questions. We may not have all the answers,
but we know the One who does.” Lying in my hospital
bed, I stared up into the face of the sober doctor.
“Do you want to know why I’m not fighting my life’s
predicament?” I paused, and then quoted a scripture
verse: “But we have this treasure in jars of clay to
show that this all-surpassing power is from God and
not from us” (II Cor. 4:7 NIV).
My sister, older than I, has never been admitted to a
hospital in her lifetime. Now at age sixty-six, I have
gone through thirteen major surgeries. Before a
triple bypass open-heart surgery, I had all
preparations made to return to Colombia, South
America. My advisory doctor told me plainly, “You can
go to Colombia as planned, but you probably won’t come
back.” I resigned to this change of plans, and was
admitted into the hospital in July, 1995.
Beside all these, I suffered a stroke that put me in
the hospital some days. My left arm was rendered
useless However, I refused to accept this condition,
forcing my arm to move till I could finally reach the
trapeze bar over my bed. Today it is normal. In the
high Andes of Peru I was severely smitten with typhoid
fever. In an extremely weakened condition, I reached
South Texas where I lay unconscious for eleven days in
a Harlingen Hospital. Like a child I had to learn to
walk all over again. Also I have been smitten with
Malaria. David Livingston, Missionary to dark Africa,
suffered thirty-seven attacks of Malaria
Paul continues, “…To show that this all-surpassing
power is from God and not from us” (NIV). Note the
following: I went to Colombia the first
time—1982—with a leg full of gangrene. It was
necessary to wash my foot and change my socks every
three hours. Also I had an open ulcer on the ball of
my right foot (from playing ping-pong in stocking
feet). My son remarked, “Dad you have a big hole in
your sock.” I pulled off the sock and said, “…And I
also have a big hole in the ball of my foot.” That
hole grew to about the size of a ping-pong ball! This
resulted from my diabetes.
“We get knocked down, but we get up again and keep
going” (Living Bible).
Right now, sitting at my computer in Leticia,
Colombia…. Ah, I’d rather not talk about it, He’s
got you and me, brother, in His hand: He’s got the
whole world in His hands!” I’m not complaining at
all. Paul wrote to the Phillipians, chapter one,
verse twelve NIV: “Now I want you to know, brothers,
that what has happened to me has really served to
advance the gospel.”
Erwin Bourne