Through bible study I have learned about Betty and John Stam who were missionaries in China in the 1930's. Their baby was 3 months old when communists invaded to persecute christians. Their baby was left behind wrapped in her crib in a sleeping bag where Betty had stashed diapers and $10 which later enabled men to escape with her. John and Betty were led away and decapitated. The story moved me to tears. It made me so sad and I felt so, so selfish. I came across this poem she wrote when she was 10.
I cannot live like Jesus
Example though He be
For He was strong and selfless
And I am tied to me.
I cannot live like Jesus
My soul is never free
My will is strong and stubborn
My love is weak and wee.
But I have asked my Jesus
To live His life in me
I cannot look like Jesus
More beautiful is He
In soul and eye and stature
Than sunrise on the sea.
Behold His warm, His tangible
His dear humanity.
Behold His white perfection
Of purest deity.
Yet Jesus Christ has promised
That we like Him shall be.
