The Precious Jewel
David Morse, American missionary to India, became great friends there with the pearl-diver, Rambhau. Many an evening he spent in Rambhau’s cabin reading to him from the Bible, and explaining to him God’s way of salvation.
Rambhau enjoyed listening to the Word of God, but whenever the missionary tried to get Rambhau to accept Christ as his Savior, he would shake his head and reply, "Your Christian way to heaven is too easy for me! I cannot accept it. If ever I should find admittance to heaven in that manner... I would feel like a pauper there... like a beggar who has been let in out of pity. I may be proud, but I want to deserve, I want to earn my place in heaven... and so I am going to work for it."
Nothing the missionary could say seemed to have any effect on Rambhau’s decision, and so quite a few years slipped by.
One evening, Rambhau said: "In a week’s time, I start working for my place in heaven; I am leaving for Delhi... and I am going there on my knees."
"Man, you are crazy! It’s nine hundred miles to Delhi, and the skin will break on your knees, and you will have blood-poisoning or leprosy before you get to Bombay."
"No, I must get to Delhi," affirmed Rambhau, "and the immortals will reward me for it! The suffering will be sweet... for it will purchase heaven for me!"
"Rambhau, my friend... you can’t. How can I bear you to do it... when Jesus Christ has suffered and died to purchase heaven for you!"
But the old man could not be moved. "You are my dearest friend on earth, Sahib Morse. Through all these years you have stood by me in sickness, in want... you have been sometimes my only friend. But even you cannot turn me from my desire to purchase eternal bliss... I must go to Delhi!"
Rambhau left the room to return soon with a small but heavy English strongbox. "I have had this box for years," said he, "and I keep only one thing in it. Now I will tell you about it, Sahib Morse. I once had a son..."
"A son! Why, Rambhau, you have never before said a word about him!"
"No, Sahib, I couldn’t." Even as he spoke the diver’s eyes were moistened. "Now I must tell you, for soon I will leave, and who knows whether I shall ever return?
My son was a diver too. He was the best pearl diver on the coasts of India. He had the swiftest dive, the keenest eye, the strongest arm, the longest breath of any man who ever sought for pearls.
What joy he brought to me! Most pearls, as you know, have some defect or blemish only the expert can discern, but my boy always dreamed of finding the 'perfect' pearl... one beyond all that was ever found.
One day he found it! But even when he saw it... he had been under water too long... That pearl cost him his life, for he died soon after."
The old pearl diver bowed his head. For a moment his whole body shook, but there was no sound. "All these years," he continued, "I have kept this pearl... but now I am going, not to return, and to you, my best friend... I am giving my pearl."
The old man worked the combination on the strongbox and drew from it a carefully wrapped package. Gently opening the cotton, he picked up a mammoth pearl and placed it in the hand of the missionary.
It was one of the largest pearls ever found off the coast of India, and glowed with a luster and brilliance never seen in cultured pearls. It would have brought a fabulous sum in any market. For a moment, the missionary was speechless and gazed with awe. "Rambhau! What a pearl!"
"That pearl, Sahib, is perfect," replied the Indian quietly. The missionary looked up quickly with a new thought: Was not this the very opportunity and occasion he had prayed for... to make Rambhau understand the value of Christ’s sacrifice?
So he said, designedly, "Rambhau, this is a wonderful pearl, an amazing pearl. Let me buy it. I would give you ten thousand dollars for it."
"Sahib! What do you mean?"
"Well, I will give you fifteen thousand dollars for it, or if it takes more... I will work for it."
"Sahib," said Rambhau, stiffening his whole body, "this pearl is beyond price. No man in all the world has money enough to pay what this pearl is worth to me. On the market a million dollars could not buy it. I will not sell it to you. You may only have it as a gift."
"No, Rambhau, I cannot accept that. As much as I want the pearl, I cannot accept it that way. Perhaps I am proud, but that is too easy. I must pay for it, or work for it..."
The old pearl-diver was stunned. "You don’t understand at all, Sahib. Don’t you see. My only son gave his life to get this pearl, and I wouldn’t sell it for any money. Its worth is in the life-blood of my son. I cannot sell this... but I can give it to you. Just accept it in token of the love I bear you."
The missionary was choked, and for a moment could not speak. Then he gripped the hand of the old man. "Rambhau," he said in a low voice, "don’t you see? My words are just what you have been saying to God all the time."
The diver looked long and searchingly at the missionary, and slowly, slowly he began to understand. "God is offering you salvation as a free gift," said the missionary. "It is so great and priceless that no man on earth can buy it. Millions of dollars are too little. No man on earth could earn it. His life would be millions of years too short. No man is good enough to deserve it. It cost God the life-blood of His only Son to make the entrance for you into heaven. In a million years, in a hundred pilgrimages, you could not earn that entrance. All you can do is to accept it as a token of God’s love for you... a sinner.
"Rambhau, of course I will accept the pearl in deep humility, praying to God that I may be worthy of your love. Rambhau, won’t you accept God’s great gift of heaven, too, in deep humility, knowing it cost Him the death of His Son to offer it to you?"
Great tears were now rolling down the cheeks of the old man. The veil was beginning to lift. "Sahib, I see it now. I have believed so many things about Jesus for the last two years, but I could not believe that His salvation was free. Now I understand. Some things are too priceless to be bought or earned. Sahib, I will accept His salvation!"
1- What do you think of this story?
2- What can we learn from how the missionary shared the gospel with Rambhau, helping him understand why salvation can only be accepted as a gift?
(He prayed for an opportunity to make his friend understand the value of Christ’s sacrifice and he was sensitive to see when the opportunity presented itself — using an analogy Rambhau could deeply relate with)
Is there anyone you can share the gospel with today, or someone you need to pray for the right opportunity to present itself so you can share the gospel in a way they understand?
3- Do you have something so precious to you that money cannot buy? Can you give it as a gift to someone?
4- What is the greatest gift God gave to us? (Jesus). What does this gift tell us about God’s love for us?
(God’s love for us is so so great, it’s unconditional, everlasting, and it’s accessible to all. If God gave us his son, there’s nothing else He won’t give us.)- John 3:16. Romans 8:31–39.
5- How do we sometimes think we can earn our salvation? (By doing good things. Sometimes we think our passport to heaven is because of the good things we do. Though it’s important that we do good, our access to heaven is not because of those good things but because we believe that Jesus has already paid the price for our sins and we have accepted Him as Lord of our lives)
6- Have you accepted Jesus as your Lord & Saviour? If no, say this prayer today:
Prayer: Lord Jesus, I believe I am a sinner and I thank you for dying for my sin, so I could have eternal life. I receive your love and forgiveness. And in return, I give you my life— it’s yours from now on. Help me live for you Jesus, always. I declare you as my Lord and Savior. Thank you because your Spirit now lives in me and You are ALWAYS with me. In Jesus name, amen.
Action: Who will you share this amazing love of God with today? Or who do you need to pray for the right opportunity to present itself so you can share the gospel in a way that they will understand.
Conclusion: Whenever you doubt God’s love for you, look at the cross and see Jesus lying there, battered and tortured, disfigured with blows and in great pain. See all the sins and pains of the world on him and give God thanks that He loved you so much to give His one and only son to save you from eternal damnation and secure an eternal home for you with Him.
God bless you!