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Never Say Die by Douglas Hsu

Never Say Die is the story of David Yone Mo, once "Burma's most reckless gangster," who, when supernaturally cured of his drug addictions "on his hospital deathbed," becomes Myanmar's most fearless preacher and evangelist.

The story is an amazing one as David stumbles into one ministry after another--helping men beat their drug addictions, leading them into the kingdom of God, opening his home to orphans and eventually building an orphanage, travelling around the country promoting Jesus and abstinence from drugs, working with lepers, opening a Bible college and even developing a musical band that reached number one status on the secular charts.

"...ex-alcoholics and ex-drug addicts made the boldest, most fearless and most sacrificial preachers.  ...they understood at a deep level how wicked and sinful they were."  They were the ones most willing to trek through hostile and dangerous jungle to reach isolated people for Jesus.  They often stayed in the villages to work as pastors, even if they were untrained.

David's rule was that those reaching out to others had to demonstrate their love by accepting what was offered to them, no questions asked.  They were fed some very strange things, even by Asian standards, and endeared themselves to the people.  David himself was tested on this stance when he was served his first meal by a leper.  She handled the food with her hands.  Was it safe?  Would he get leprosy if he ate it?

It's a challenging story of a man driven to reach out to those people no other Christians wanted to help, sold out to Jesus without compromise.  What if we all had the passion he had?


Harmony said…
I'm going to have to read this one...sounds inspiring.
It's a good book! Do you ever go to Missionfest? They always have such good books there.
Harmony said…
Haven't been - from out of town. When and where is it held?
It's the first weekend (Friday, Saturday, Sunday) of February every year. For the past several years it's been held at Grant Memorial Church on Wilkes. The church is always crammed full. This year I arrived an hour before the afternoon plenary session (which is usually one of the least attended) and already the parking lot was full! Had to go park at Immanuel Pentecostal.

There are speakers that are brought in from elsewhere, a good choice of workshops plus over 100 tables showing the work of mission organizations, Christian schools, colleges and camps and a bookstore. It's supported by churches of many different stripes from across the city.

It's a great deal of fun. Chances are you'll meet someone you know and it's very educational and inspiring. It's one of my MUST-DOs of each year.

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