Someone asked an army officer, "Why are you a Christian?" He said, "One day we went out on a march. We slugged through the mud all day long. Our boots were dirty, and our clothes were heavy. When we came into the barracks, we were cross and irritable." 

"There was a young man who had already come in, cleaned up, and was kneeling down by his bed saying his prayers. I became so irritated I took one of my muddy boots and hit him in the head with it." He said, "The young man paused for a moment and then continued praying. But when I awoke the next morning, my boots were beautifully polished and set by my bed by that young man. That's what brought me to Christ." 

You know, it is when God's people suffer as Christians that this world begins to look at us. Now we may not want it.  We may not ask for it. Certainly I'm not asking for it. But if it comes, let us suffer as Christians, as the Bible says.  Oh dear friend, from the human viewpoint it is misery. From the Satanic viewpoint it is mystery. But from the divine viewpoint it is ministry.