Power Encounter?

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I encountered a fascinating woman on my most recent trip to Peru. Her name is Milca. I met her as I was serving in the Pachitea province as part of our ongoing missions strategy to reach the Panao Quechua people. I spent an entire afternoon with her, interviewing her about the history of the evangelical churches among the Panao Quechua people. During her interview she recounted an almost unbelievable story. This is what she described for me:

In 1948 a group of four North American missionaries from the Christian and Missionary Alliance Churches entered the area. Milca’s parents received them as honored guests in their home. They were “persons of peace” for the missionaries and they were the first converts in the region. (For many generations the native religion has been a syncretistic mixture of Roman Catholicism and the ancient animistic religion of the Incas.) The local priest in Panao incited the people against the missionaries, and a mob went after them with the intention of killing them. The team escaped to a higher elevation location. Three of the missionaries made their way over the mountains and out of the area. The fourth remained in the area … alone. And he decided to meet the priest face to face.

He began to make his way down to Panao and a throng of people followed. Word quickly reached the priest, and the two met in a public courtyard. In full view of hundreds of people, the missionary said to the priest (in Spanish), “I understand that you want to harm me.” Then he offered the priest his cheek. The priest struck him violently. The missionary recovered and turned, offering the priest his other cheek. Again the priest struck him … with all the power he could muster.

The missionary then turned to the priest and said, “I offered you my other cheek, and you struck me twice. That must mean that you want to fight with me.” But what the priest (and onlookers) did not know was that this missionary from the United States was a karate master. He then proceeded to fight the priest. When he first struck the man, pandemonium broke out in the village. the people all fled in terror. No one had ever stood up to a priest before, much less struck one! They fled to their homes and nearby shops in fear, then peeked through their doors and windows to watch this pale-skinned missionary unleash on the priest.

After the “battle,” the missionary was heard to say, “Sir, I am a Christian, but I am no fool.”

From that moment on neither that missionary, nor his companions, ever had any difficulty in and around Panao. Indeed, an evangelical church was planted there within a year’s time. That church exists to this day … I worshiped there while on my recent trip.

So tell me, how would you evaluate this event? Was it a “power encounter” between an able missionary and the proponent of a false gospel, or an unwise missionary who stepped way “out of line?”