Being a migrant is hard. My parents told me stories that when they immigrated to America, they experienced discrimination in restaurants, and how they picked furniture off the street. So a few decades later, I asked my mom if she would go back to live in Taiwan again. To my surprise, she said no….Taiwan has changed too much; it is not her home anymore.
Perhaps you can relate to my mom in a rapidly changing world. We are constantly forced to adapt; what is secure before, may not be secure now. We are still migrants.
But last Sunday, our speaker Stanley John helped us to see how a migrant identity can be an incredible blessing. Because of their experience, migrants can be more open to new opportunities and challenges, allowing them to uniquely reach out to different people. In Acts 11, the migrants were the first to share the gospel with non-Jews… and as a non-Jew, I thank God for them!
The migrant church has a unique opportunity, but it still has a choice: In their migration, who will they follow?
I have seen the insecure migrant church who follows their own fear and comfort. They create a human kingdom that keeps people safe inside while they slowly die in a rapidly changing world.
I have also seen the missional migrant church who bravely follows Jesus and is secure in the love of God. With this heavenly security, they go and reach out to other migrants who also need a home. In this church, the kingdom of God grows, and it’s in this church, my own immigrant family experienced Jesus and found a home.
CCBC, let’s be a missional migrant church!