Missions – Becoming a Dinosaur in our Faith? 2Co 10:16 To preach the gospel in the regions beyond you, and not to boast in another man's line of things made ready to our hand. Friends – I’m venting right now, but yet consider the words below. Missions are becoming more and more of a dinosaur in the Baptist walk of life. Many Baptist churches today have never even seen a missionary, must less spoken to one. When we mention the 10-40 Window, people are clueless. When the Baptists are told that the 10-40 Window is now open, we marvel? When the Baptists are told that the cults are pouring in, we shudder. When the Baptists are told of the struggles of the Christians in the 10-40 Window, they pity them. When we talk about missions and the millions who have never heard, we might even shed a tear. When Baptists talk of missions, we talk of the past heroes of the faith. Why always the past? Why no talk of the present? Missions in the Baptist faith are fast becoming archaic. Its something that our forefathers did but isn’t something that my children should consider. Missions have become something that only young people do for a summer while they are in college or something that retired people do for a holiday when they take a summer trip. What does the Baptist talk about? We spend countless hours arguing scriptures instead of carrying the “good news” to others. Maybe if we were busy getting the “good news” out, we would have less time to argue. We spend countless hours debating if the Bible is inspired or preserved. If it isn’t, than why preach or believe? We spend countless hours discussing salary packages and retirements – shame on you! We spend countless hours doing everything, but praying that God’s people will carry out the Great Commission. Even when we do pray, we do not pray what we can do. We just pray for that poor unfortunate soul who has no chance to hear the gospel. We pray with an unbelieving heart to reach, to go, to help, but we do pray. I wonder what God thinks of our prayers? What does he think when we pray with no feet to our prayers or no efforts to carry out the great commission? Rom 10:15 - And how shall they preach, except they be sent? as it is written, How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel of peace, and bring glad tidings of good things! Pastors, Preachers, Sunday School teachers, Christians, please tell your people that missions is real, missions is for today as it was for yesterday. Missionaries are not super saints. We are just common fishermen, carpenters, tax collectors, and doctors. Tell them of the millions that died today without a chance to hear, BECAUSE we didn’t tell them. Tell them of those who are searching for hope and peace, but never find it because no one is here to tell them. Tell them that the Devil is happy and excited that the Baptists are not as active as in years past. Tell them that while we wait, talk and tell stories of missions, the cults are pouring in. Its time we understood it’s a shame that the Mormons, Jehovah’s Witness and Seven Day Adventist are pouring in and there is not a Baptist to be found? It still begins with a simple – “Here am I; send me”. Why are we afraid to say “here am I; send me”. Why has it become “there they are, let’s hope that some else tells them”, Isa 6:8 Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? Then said I, Here am I; send me. Has your church ever had the privilege to send a person to the missions’ field? If your church has never commissioned a person to the field is that not something we should consider. What is your church doing to get the Gospel to the regions beyond? I realize what we are doing in the “apple orchards” around our churches. Psa 126:5 They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. Let’s learn to sow in tears and not to shed tears over lost opportunities since we were too busy to labor in HIS Fields. Pray for us as we work here in China. It’s heart breaking to watch so many talented and loving Chinese teachers and students fall into hell because no one wants to join the harvest.