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Sep 30, 2023

Watchman Nee

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A dramatic shift is well underway. The influence of Christianity is declining in the US, much as it has in Europe in recent years.  Yet the number of Christian converts has been surging in Africa, Latin America and Asia. The church in China is flourishing.
Nobody saw this coming when Western missionaries were expelled from China in the early 1950s. The witness of Chinese believers like Ni Tuosheng (Watchman Nee) (1903-1972), fortified the church against Communist persecution. When Mao Zedong came to power in 1949, he arrested outspoken Christians like Watchman, whom he sentenced to fifteen years in prison. A fellow prisoner who was later released testified to the impact Uncle Nee had on his life. This prisoner referenced the Chinese idiom that education by word is less effective than education by action. He saw faith in action in Uncle Nee and became a committed Christian.

Watchman should have been released in 1967, but the Cultural Revolution intervened, and Watchman was sent to a distant labor camp, where he died after twenty years in prison. He left this note under his pillow that read, “Christ is the Son of God and died for the redemption of sins and resurrected after three days. This is the greatest truth in the universe. I die because of my belief in Christ.” Watchman wrote of prayer, “Our prayers lay the track upon which God’s power can come. Like a mighty locomotive, his power is irresistible, but it cannot reach us without rails.” God is not limited to our prayers, but God chooses to work cooperatively with prayer.

Watchman struggled with tuberculosis earlier in life as he was translating the works of Francis of Assisi. In response to his illness and inspired by St. Francis, he wrote the following prayer poem that was later set to music and translated from Chinese to English:

Let me love and not be requited.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     Let me serve and not be rewarded.
Let me labor and not be remembered.
Let me suffer and not be regarded.

Let me pour wine, while I drink not.
Let me break bread, while I keep not,
Pour my life that others be blessed,
Be in suff’ring that they be contented.

None to pity or care for me,
None to praise me or to console me.
I would rather be desolate, wretched,
Lonely, friendless, and wrongly treated.

With my blood and tears pay the price to gain the crown,
Suffer loss that I might a pilgrim’s life live out,
For, Lord, this is how You lived Your life
when You walked on this earthly sphere,
Gladly bore all loss that those who drew near
Could be freed from all suffering and fear.

I know not how far the future lies ahead.
On this path of no retreating, I am led.
So, Lord, let me now learn from Your perfect pattern,
Suff’ring wrong, no resentment in return.

May You in this difficult, tedious day,
All my tears shed in secret wipe away,
Learning You are my only solacement,
And let my life for others’ joy be spent.

Rev. Dr. Peter James served 42 years as the senior of Vienna Presbyterian Church in Vienna, VA — 21 years in the 20th century and 21 years in the 21st century. He retired in 2021 and now serves as Pastor-in-Residence at Gordon-Conwell Theological Seminary.

Even as a pastor, prayer came slowly to Pete. Read Pete’s story.