Leaving Shangri La our next destination was to a people a
group I had never heard of before, the Lisu (again only in hindsight I have
learned of the fascinating history of these mountain people). What I do remember of this trip was that it
was a lot of walking up a mountain (between 8 to 10,000 feet) where the people
lived.
Our pack backs were our sleeping bags, one change of clothes
and a little food.
At the base of the mountain we met a few people, including an
old couple headed to market (a pigeon he would sell, she carrying her tea) and
a pipe smoker.
Obviously the higher we trekked the thinner the air. At one point in our climb we would make two
or three steps and then have to bend over just to get more air into our
lungs. Though I was the oldest person in
the group I made it to the top first. I
wasn’t competing to get there first; I just didn’t want to spend the whole day
climbing.
Half way up I took pictures of Lisu villages. The other photo is me over looking the Mekong
River, which flows all the way into Vietnam.
In the evening we were going to show the “Jesus Film.” As the people gathered they began to sing…in
the most beautiful a capella singing of Western hymns, in their mother tongue,
that I have ever heard. The story of the
Christianity among the Lisu people is rich and inspiring.
James O. Fraser was a British missionary to
the Lisu in 1915 (https://omf.org/us/resources/people-and-places/famous-missionaries/james-o-fraser/).
Though he suffered hardship and
loneliness, he continued to seek God for guidance in his ministry. The Lisu were at first resistant to the
message Fraser brought to them and Fraser wondered if it wouldn’t be better to
go a people that was more receptive to the Gospel. But he persevered and the hymns I heard on
top of that mountain in 1994 were a direct result of a faithful missionary who
preceded me by eighty years.
Two lessons from this journey that I now teach to my students
who are preparing for cross-cultural service are: First, do historical research on the people
you are going to serve. Had I known a
bit more about the Lisu people and missionary Fraser I think I would have
enjoyed the experience even more. Second,
recognize that the role of sowing the seed of the Gospel is as important as
reaping the harvest. There is always a
temptation to go where there is “fruit,” and to abandon the work that is
seemingly unproductive. I thank God that
James Fraser did the hard thing in ministry, which resulted in salvation of
thousands of mountain people in China, now over one hundred years later.