The silent church
A dear friend sent me a box of old books yesterday - it was explosive. A volume by Richard Wurmbrand jumped right out of the box and whacked me around the head, leaving me me reeling , it is so challenging. This Pastor , who died in 2001, spent years jailed in solitary confinement, many feet underground, with no light, sound or any stimulation- even the guards wore felt shoes. He was also subjected to many years of physical torture and intensive brain washing techniques . When this man talks about Church, I have some idea what he means. I am not impressed either by institutional religion, which I measure against Linda's almost total isolation , while living in a national centre , a candle-lit, incense infused holy place that people flock to on retreat. Richard Wurmbrand had a vision once, while in prison, where God pointed him not to Himself or to Christ broken on the Cross, but much, much lower, to the poor, the outcast, the excluded, the suffering. Worship the Godhead