The Big Question

I and my wife are living and working in AIDS affected communities of South Africa where the challenges are great and the rewards many. But recently my heart has been drawn a little farther north (towards the sun for those of you on the other end of the planet). The situation in Zimbabwe continues to deteriorate daily. The country that used to be called the "bread basket of Africa" has been turned into a land of starvation and death. This is basically the result of the policies, abuse of power, corruption and general evil of one man, President Robert Mugabe. In the last month a cholera epidemic has infected tens of thousands and killed hundreds officially, and more likely thousands. Hospitals are closed due to lack of medicines and inability to pay the staff.

Many relief agencies have either been prevented from working in the country or have chosen not to, until Mr Mugabe lives up to his pledge to "power sharing" and a new more balanced government is formed. In the meantime people are dying; of starvation, of cholera, of AIDS (without ARV access), of political violence, all the result of - evil. Which raises "The Big Question" as John Eldredge calls it in his book Waking the Dead. "What is really going on here? Good grief - life is brutal. ... Has God abandoned us (the people of Zimbabwe)? Did we not pray enough? Is this just something we must accept as 'part of life', suck it up, even though it breaks our hearts?"

As Eldredge says, most of us conclude that either "(a) we're blowing it, or (b) God is holding out on us. Or some combination of both..." The truth as he points out, and as I am learning more and more to really believe in my heart and not just my mind, is that WE ARE AT WAR. The life that God has and desires for us is being opposed. God has not abandoned you, me or the people of Zimbabwe. But a war is being fought there and in many areas of our lives. "Until we come to terms with war as the context of our days we will not understand life. We will misinterpret 90 percent of what is happening around us and to us."

I do believe I am in a war. And being a soldier dealing with AIDS here in South Africa others may see me as being on the front lines. However, most of the time I function in the rear, shuffling papers in the office. I feel drawn to the front lines in Zimbabwe. But then I realize the front lines are right here if I would only join the battle. Lord give me spiritual eyes to see and a heart to join the battle.