Sunday, November 28, 2010

humbled

I'm finishing up my week in Durban, South Africa. I came to visit a friend from college and see what she was doing for her international development internship. There have been so many things this week that have humbled me, and I wanted to share a few of them.
For some reason, close to the end of my flight from Port Elizabeth to here, I felt like talking to the guy who was sitting next to me. So I struck up a conversation and really had a nice time. Then he asked how I was getting to the place I was staying in Durban. I told him I had planned on just taking a taxi and he said in response, "You don't want to do that. It takes about a half hour to get into town from the airport and the taxis are huge ripoffs. Let me see if my ride can give you a ride into town." As soon as we're walking toward the baggage claim, he pulls out his cell phone and calls his ride and sees if he'd be willing to give another guy a ride. He says yes, and as a result I have a free ride into the city. We go to the driver's place of business, where I switch cars and get taken by my new friend's mom to the area where I will be staying. Needless to say, I was more than grateful for the free ride and tried to express my gratitude but simply couldn't.
Next, my friend gets off work and comes to the restaurant where I was at waiting for her. That's another thing. This restaurant wasn't even technically open but they let me stay there anyways. And the manager gave me a coke for free. Anyways, my friend gets there and we greet each other and head over to where she's been staying. Elise is one of the sweetest girls I know and it was so good to see another American who understood my accent. She was truly a blessing this trip. We got to catch up over the past few years of what has gone on in each others' lives and had great conversations. Her host family that she was staying with couldn't have been more accommodating, something I've come to expect from all South Africans because of my experience the past few weeks. They cooked me a ton of meals and were so pleasant to be around. Elise had to leave earlier today but they let me stay until tomorrow since my flight doesn't leave until then.
I have been more than taken care of in South Africa and have been humbled and inspired as a result. I want to open my home to travelers when I return home to the states. It's such a great way to meet people of other cultures and learn something new about the world. I will miss South Africa greatly, from all the adventure to the outstanding hospitality that continually humbled me. In 2 days though, it's on to Hong Kong, the road calls again...

Thursday, November 25, 2010

South Africa so far
















Where do I begin?! The last couple of weeks have been simply amazing and filled with adventure.

My first stop in South Africa was Cape Town and I was privileged enough to stay with a couple of great couchsurfers. The first one hosted me 2 nights, and the second hosted me 5 nights. The second host was named Bernard and his girlfriend Laura. We really got along well and they were simply a joy to be around. They were super busy with end of term things since they're both college students but still made time to hang out with me and eat some meals together. They're both artists and film students so I learned a lot about documentaries, which I already love. One of them is finishing up a documentary so it was cool to see her in the process of completing it.

On to the adventure part of my stay. I went shark diving on a Sunday morning and just loved it. It was pretty thrilling to be in a cage and have a shark come right up to it. They put fish oil in the water to attract them, they didn't use blood like people often think. The next day, I hiked up Table Mountain, which was a difficult 2.5 hour hike that I was glad when it was over. At the top were stunning views of all of Cape Town so it was worth the hike. Plus there's a restaurant at the top so I pigged out on a lot of food to replenish the fuel loss. Pretty sure I replenished the fuel loss and then added some on, but I was really hungry so that makes it okay, right?

After Cape Town, I went to Port Elizabeth and met up with a friend who I had met in New Zealand a couple of years earlier and kept in touch with. Her family was wonderfully hospitable and very accommodating. I helped out at a few places including the Human Dignity Center with their daycare class. I also went to a couple of game reserves. At one of them I got to play with lion cubs which was really cool, they were 3 month old twin boys and just adorable. At the other game reserve we saw a ton of elephants and I thought for sure one was going to climb on top of our vehicle at one point. He came right up next to my window, definitely sent a shudder down my spine as they are huge up close and personal like that. I also ended up going bungy jumping at the world's tallest bungy jump so that was amazing as well. It takes your breath away when you jump off a bridge and aren't completely sure if the rope will catch or not. The only thing I could think was, "Man, I sure hope this catches soon." Simply exhilarating. I've been skydiving 3 times and this was about the same amount of adrenaline. They play music loudly at the top of the bridge to help calm your nerves after the long walk out over the bridge where you can see underneath you to see just how long 216 meters is.

A couple of days ago I made my way over to Durban and am staying with an old friend from college and her hosts. I'm working with her at a creche, which is basically a French word for a daycare. The kids are cute but chaotic. Oh man, coming from a disciplined classroom it was quite a shock to my system. I've been very careful not to critique though, that's not really my place. Although one teacher said she wanted me to observe today and give her suggestions tomorrow. We'll have to see how receptive she is to my suggestions, because I definitely have a few.

Well, hope you're all having a great Thanksgiving! Don't go too crazy tomorrow at the malls...

Friday, November 5, 2010

breathing

I've been in Dublin now for 5 days. It's been mainly rainy but today it let up so I was able to go out and check out some cathedrals, including St. Patrick's. The first church/cathedral I went to I happened to be there when they served the Eucharist. It was a beautiful thing, really, the words were very impactful as I hadn't memorized them and had them lose their meaning. We prayed for, among many other things, the sick, the bereaved, the oppressed and the homeless. I used to be critical of this type of prayer the first time I heard it but I wasn't today. The thought I had when I first heard this prayer in a Catholic church was, "Yeah, but what are you DOING about it?" Now I realize that while actions are definitely needed, nothing is more powerful than prayer and that is a wonderful spot to start. I would suggest that if you want to cultivate a heart for a particular ministry or social justice issue that you both pray about it and put money towards it. Where your treasure is there will your heart be also. Plus if you pray about it you're more likely to meditate on it and think of how God is involved in that area and how He wants you to become involved with it. We are called His body for a reason, right? We are His movements in the world, He works through us to draw all things to Himself. Jesus died on a cross to reconcile all things to Himself, and we get to take part in that reconciliation. During the Eucharist we also prayed for the world and churches in the world. I prayed especially for my home church, the church in Haiti and the church in Pakistan. Haiti and Pakistan have seen such devastation with their natural disasters this past year and they will need the church to step up and take the lead to start the long road to recovery and development. A lot of people in development don't see a need for the church but if you aren't serving people's spiritual needs alongside their physical needs than you're missing a vital part of the development process. Not to mention we need to see ourselves as people who are broken as well, just in different areas. There's a book titled "When Helping Hurts" that explains that a lot better than what I just did here if you want a good resource for a deeper, more thorough explanation.
I finished a book last month by Tony Campolo titled, "Everybody Wants to Change the World" subtitled 'Practical Ideas for Social Justice.' In it he talks about the need for evangelism. He poses the idea that the reason it feels so unnatural to hand someone, almost always a complete stranger, a track is because sharing the gospel shouldn't be like giving a mini-sales presentation. Evangelism, he goes on to argue, should be as natural as breathing. I thought about this quite a bit and really do like the idea of it, we just need to remember to breathe. A couple of nights ago I was reminded of this as I shared my faith with someone in the hostel. It was a 6 bed dorm room but he and I were the only ones in there. I got in about midnight and he was still up so we struck up a conversation. He was from London and a couple years ago had left his job to take a round the world trip, gee, sounds likes someone else I know. The difference was he didn't have a job to come back to like I gratefully do. Somehow we start a deep theological discussion and I realize that I'm doing it, I'm breathing. He had some questions that are not easily answered and if I would have tried to answer them completely would have made them seem trite when they weren't at all. We talked about the devastation in Haiti and about all the evil in the world. We talked about how the Church had such a stained history with the Crusades and the child abuse that had been in the news the past few years among many other hypocrisies. I told him that I shared a lot of the same questions but came to realize I can no longer use other people's hypocrisy to excuse my lack of belief in Jesus. If I claim to follow Jesus, than I need to measure my belief against what He came to do and how He lived his life. We can't afford to put our hope in others, even strong followers of Christ, because ultimately they will let us down. Ever since the first tempation and consequent sin we have been tempted and fall into sin. That's what is so beautiful about Christ though. He died for all people's sins. He covered them with His blood shed on the cross. He resurrected after 3 days in the tomb to give us eternal life with Him. That is where my belief is, not just in people because ultimately people fail you. If you lean too heavily on someone else's faith you will eventually be let down. I still remember a lady who wrote me a card when I was hospitalized as a sophomore in high school that said I needed to let go of the coattails of my parents' faith and develop my own. That has stuck with me to this day. We cannot rely on other people's faith to bring us to Jesus. He alone draws us to Him and we alone can choose Him as a response to His leading. Other people may be His instruments that He uses to draw others towards Him, but they are not the end in it of themselves. He is the prize, He is what we 'get' as a result of a belief in Him. We are not promised an easy life as a result of a belief in Him nor are we promised health and wealth. If anything we are promised more persecutions and hardships as a result of following Him. As far as the health and wealth gospel goes, have they looked at the life of Christ while He was here on the earth? He could've come in luxury and all the riches of the world had he chosen to but He chose instead to come from humble beginnings. How does that jive with 'name it and claim it' types of messages? There are places where He said He was homeless. Now, there's nothing wrong with riches, except that it makes it harder to enter the kingdom of heaven. I think we're too quick to skim over that passage and get to the part where it says with God all things are possible. Of course with God all things are possible, but riches can easily get in the way of what God wants to do in our lives. I had this thought a while back after coming home from Kenya in 2006 that if I loved my neighbor as myself, shouldn't I be giving my neighbor as much as myself? So at that time I gave 50% of my income to missions. Now, it was 50% of my net but it was still a fairly sizeable amount. I've since come down from that by quite a bit but I'd ultimately like to get back to that someday. It will take discipline, to be sure, but how can I claim to love others as much as myself if I'm not either spending as much money on them as I do myself or at the very least willing to share all my possessions with my neighbors? I realize this is a radical viewpoint and not many people share it, but it's just something I've come to see I need to do in my life. It will take a while to get back to that point, but I can't wait until I reach that point again. The only reason God blesses His people is so we can turn around and bless others. If we get a raise, what's our first response? Is it to spend it on ourselves? This can be a good thing if it means helping us get out of debt. But if it just means raising our standard of living than I think we've missed the heart of God. He is the ultimate Giver, and we need to look to Him as an example. If we don't have money to give, then we need to give of our other resources, whether that is our time or talents or both. Are we really willing to sacrifice all our lives for Christ? Are we willing to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters?