This excerpt is from Radical (David Platt). To give some brief context, this section is discussing a few people’s lives in which the ultimate worth of Jesus Christ is demonstrated.
They realized that there is something so far beyond the superficial lives we so often fall into, and they desired for the joy and satisfaction to be made evident in their lives, and on display for all to see–namely, those who have never heard the Gospel.
This particular excerpt is of Jim Elliot.
Jim Elliot (1927-56) has a similar story, though his life ended much differently. Elliot was convinced God was leading him to the Huaorani Indians, a tribe known for killing any outsiders who tried to approach them. They had never heard the gospel, and Elliot found himself joined with a few other men who believed it was their responsibility to take the gospel to them. Elliot was a gifted preacher, and many in the church tried to dissuade him from going. It was too risky, they said.
Consider the call from the Throne above, “Go ye,” and from round about, “Come over and help us,” and even the call from the damned souls below, “Send Lazarus to my brothers, that they come not to this place.” Impelled, then, by these voices, I dare not stay home while Quichuas perish. So what if the well-fed church of the homeland needs stirring? They have the Scriptures, Moses, and the Prophets, and a whole lot more. Their condemnation is written on their bank books and in the dust on their Bible covers. American believers have sold their lives to the service of Mammon, and God has His rightful way of dealing with those who succumb to the spirit of Laodicea.
It is the most magnificent way for our lives to be spent.