In America, it's Thanksgiving Day. I'm not actually writing this post on Thanksgiving Day. I'm writing it prior to. Because on Thanksgiving Day, I won't be anywhere near this computer. It's important - but sometimes hard - to take time for Thanksgiving. Not just the American holiday, but for the spiritual discipline. Fasting is somehow holy, while feasting is somehow - at least in my mind - often connected with "unholiness."
We must remember that God commanded feasts. No, not the American feast of Thanksgiving, but there were definite feasts in Scripture, and they each had a purpose. Feasts are times of celebrating the goodness of God, and the blessings he has bestowed upon us: times of joy and reflection.
It's hard for me, sometimes, to celebrate all God has done in the "world of missions," when I see the unreached and how many remain outside access to the Gospel. My dream is Revelation 7, when every tribe stands before the throne. But while I mourn the fact that, as things stand today, over 2 billion people will not hear the Gospel in their lifetime, today I celebrate the fact that the world was 50% unevangelized in 1900, and today it is more like 25 to 29%.
In other words, the number of people with no access to the Good News could be a lot higher.
And, I celebrate the fact that there are over 650 movements - some small, I grant, but still there - in over 150 of the 255 people clusters. The Gospel is--perhaps--more distributed today than ever before. I celebrate the fact that more of the world believes in a God today than don't - atheism is on the decline.
Yes, there is much to do. But it is good to stop and reflect on how much God has done. His world is even more on his heart than it is on ours, and the Great Lion is on the move.