2 Corinthians 5:15
Would we come and look where she had lived? They led us to one of the huts somewhat on the outskirts of the village. A simple mud hut consisting of two pieces, whereof the larger served for meeting place. The inner had been the Colonel’s own little room.
Dismay took hold of me as I looked. Could it be possible for anyone to live and work in this small space, and that for three consecutive years? No room for table or chair or any other bit of furniture, just a raised mudbank in one corner which had served in turn as table, sitting and sleeping place. In this place Yuddha Bai had lived and toiled for the population of the village three full years, absolutely separated from all European contact, comforts, and habits. She—the lady of gentle birth, reared in a home of ease and comfort, surrounded by all the culture and refinement.
Considering all that and hearing so much more of her devotion, her abnegation day by day and year after year, how could we help being deeply moved? How my little bit of discomfort paled into insignificance beside her noble sacrifice. For me it meant just a few weeks out in the villages and back again to home and comfort, while this lady had given her life to that one village and district.
What was the motive for this life of self-renunciation, of sacrifice, conforming to the life and habits of these villages, down to dress and food, learning their language? Such came the insistent question—the motive, what the underlying secret? Could her rich gifts, her graces, her social position, her beautiful devotion not be used to better advantage in the home country? Were they not spent in vain in the lonely deserts of this barren land?
Only one answer is possible. Is it not because she had drunk deeply of the spirit of her Master and tasted something of “the joy that was set before Him, enduring the cross and despising the shame,” (Hebrews 12:2) in going after Him to seek His other sheep, for whom, too, He died.
Was it not because that love, that wonderful love of Calvary, had constrained her to count all things—all these earthly advantages—but “loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Jesus Christ” (Philippians 3:8).
And shall it not be found to be our secret too, of a joyous, blessed life with Him and spent for Him here in the days of our warfare and pilgrimage?
Catherine Bannister, The Practice of Sanctification