Tuesday, September 23, 2014

100,800 Minutes: A Visual Glimpse

Though there is much to write about, I don't know what to write this week. So instead of a normal blog, I'm posting my favorite pictures and memories from my time here in India. I took most of these with my phone, so the quality isn't that great, but these picture mean a lot to me.

There is no particular order or chronology, but I hope you enjoy this visual glimpse into my life in India!


On the way to the HIV hospital in Andhra Pradesh. 

The road of a poor, rural village in Andhra

Villagers managing their cows

I don't usually take selfies... but there were three of us on a motorcycle,
riding through a village underneath Indian mountains... I had to.

A month ago, I had the amazing opportunity to spend a day with 140 HIV positive children.
I'll never forget them.

One of the children made this for me. They had such joy in that place.

On the way to play games!
Back at LBC. This is the staircase to the water tower.

Can you spot the crazy, white guy? ;)

These are the houses of Chennai

Just a normal day in Chennai... A man, his son, and a plant.

A family waiting at the Chennai City Bus Station

The Mountains of Andhra

Making our way through the city

My favorite way to get around Chennai, Auto-Rickshaws!
These things are everywhere and they're hilarious.

Indian Independence Day!
We all went to a nearby amusement park and it was packed!

Me and Freddy, starting the day off at the Amusement Park

Waiting in line to ride...

Saroj, thinking of something important, I'm sure. ;)

It is technically not legal to have this many people on a motorcycle,
but it happens all of the time. I saw a family of five on one once.


Jesse, playing football in the rain!






Rex, one of the teachers, throwing the ball in the air.



Look at these puddles!

Renjith didn't want to play in the rain at first, but we convinced him. :)

Playing football in a lake is hard...

Benjith, serving as the faithful goalie

Rejith on the right, Jesse in the middle, and you know me.

Celebration on the lake/field/thing!




Heading out from LBC to do weekend ministry

Umbrellas are useful for more than just rain. It was HOT that day! 
On the road to our church, Christian Fellowship

Almost everyday after classes, we play volleyball. It's pretty great.

It gets serious



The water tower
I saw this man at the Ganges River in Varanasi. He seemed sad.

I thought this was pretty. I like pretty things. :)

Bishal and Sashi chopping up some pork for momos! 
We made momos for the whole college. We were working from 3:30-9:00pm.
It was a great day.

Momos are like dumplings... I think. They're Chinese anyway.

Stoking the fire for the momos

This thing is awesome. You make soup in the bottom
and the steam cooks the momos on top. Mmm... soup.

South Indian coffee is famous and delicious.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

90,720 Minutes: Things to Think About



I remember where I stood just four years ago. In my mind, I somehow knew everything about God's law for humanity. I knew that if I fulfilled rules 1, 2, 3, and 4. I would be saved.

Rule 1: Go to church.

Rule 2: Read the bible.

Rule 3: Be a good Christian.

Rule 4: Complete a whole list of "Rule 3" related items.

But something deep inside of me said this couldn't be right. Something that caused me to refuse to fill in the religion box on my Facebook with "Christian". I wrote, "Follower of Christ," instead. Why?

*****

My seat jerked beneath me and I slid forward. I looked down at my broken seat belt. Stupid thing. Good thing I like flying. I thought to myself. I looked to my left to see poor Surrender with his hands firmly pressed against the seat in front of him for support. Peter Ignatius sat next to him with a surprised and terrified look on his face.

The intense sound of the jet's engines filled our ears. I looked out the window and gazed at the small airport of Varanasi, India.

"That's the roughest landing I've ever had." Peter exclaimed as the plane taxied its way to the terminal.

"At least your seatbelt worked!" I laughed. Peter joined my laughter.

Varanasi is known throughout India as a type of Mecca or Jerusalem for Hinduism, looking at it, it didn't seem too different from Chennai. Sweat dripped down my forehead. The humidity here did rise far above Chennai's though.

Why were we here? To attend a conference on the Rethinking Movement. What's the Rethinking Movement? A movement in India that asks the question, "Why, after hundreds of years of Christianity in India, is India only 3% Christian?" The answer to the problem according to Rethink: Christians.

*****

Hinduism cannot be fully depicted by any textbook. It is a multifaceted, multiethnic, and multi-theological culture. Hinduism in many respects is not a religion at all. It is a culture, a community system, and a way of life.

One major problem Christianity faces here today is that it is Christianity. Read that again.

Christians have come throughout the centuries, converted Hindu people, and then forced them to exit their entire community, lifestyle, and cultural identity forever. They did this, because they saw the whole of Hinduism as demonic.

They didn't understand themselves and they didn't understand Hinduism.

What is Christianity like here today? It is laced and predominated with western thought and traditions. It sickens me, because I didn't like these traditions myself and I'm from the west!

Earlier, I mentioned how I thought being a Christian was following rules 1, 2, 3, and 4. For many in the west and under western thought that is what it has become. A bunch of religious rituals claiming to give salvation.

Christianity, then, is seen by Hindus as a foreign religion. It has rituals, a place of worship, and community just like Hinduism. The only difference between being a Christian and a Hindu is you have to leave your loving family, community and life to join. Sound attractive?

*****

A cow glared at me as I walked by. I glared back and nearly got hit by a motorcycle holding three people. Outsmarted by a cow again... I thought.

Mallick, my recent Indian friend, guided me away from another honking motorcycle. Rickshaws, people, motorcycles, cows, dogs, and cars stirred all around me in a crazed dance. Street food filled the air with a wonderful Indian aroma. Sparks from a nearby power line added a odd festive feel to it all. I smiled even as sweat dripped into my eye.

I caught a glimpse of Peter and rest of our party through the crowd and we joined the dance to reach them. Soon we arrived at Ganges River. A great crowd had gathered and Hindi music blared over randomly placed speakers.

We got a spot by the dirty water of the river and watched as five Brahman Priests performed a ritual involving bells, fire, smoke, dance, and incense. I knew they worshiped a different god now, but I couldn't help but marvel at how great my God was. He gave us amazing human creativity and here it was before me.

Five Brahman Priest performing their ritual at the Ganges River 


I watched as people continually came to the dirty water of the river to be cleansed. Peter leaned over and told me that they believed the water of this holy river took away their sins. The disgusting water, therefore, made sense to them.

*****

So many rituals I saw that night. Not Christian at all. But full of meaning and longing to be set free from bondage and meaninglessness. Isn't that the cry of every heart?


 

I recently watched the Pixar film "UP". I was struck by how the little boy, Russell, longed to be accepted by his father. He thought that if he got all of the right badges, he would get the love he longed for. But love for Russell came from a different place where badges weren't needed, Mr. Fredrickson.

You see, we all are looking for something. You can see it in the Hindu rituals, the Catholic traditions, the Buddhist meditation, and the Atheist's search for self gratification. We all want to gain that... something that'll set us free from the terrible things of life.

What do we have to do!? What do we have to do to be set free from this suffering, this bondage, this hatred? What badge must we earn? Everyone is trying to figure it out.

Christians have the answer but it is not being a Christian. Many Christians forget that and then they force others to enter into a new type of ritualistic bondage.

The answer is Jesus. He came to set us free. He did not come to place us into a new set of laws. Read freaking Romans if you disagree.

Jesus paid the price for everything we have done once and for all. I cannot complete rules 1, 2, 3, and 4 and expect to gain salvation on my own.

There is no price we can pay that is enough to take away our own sins. There is no enough except the perfect sacrifice Christ gave. Trust he paid the price and you are free. No rituals are needed.

(I'm going to move on from here, assuming most reading this know. But if you want to hear more, I'd love to be in dialogue with you.)

So can a person be a Hindu follower of Christ or Yeshu Bhakti? Can they continue to live in their community and family, amongst all of the idolatry and rituals, and still worship God alone? Are they still redeemed from sin if they don't recognize themselves as Christians? My answer: OF COURSE!

There are still many questions. What of baptism (Acts 2:38), living a holy life (Hebrews 12:14), communion (Matthew 26:2-28), and the fellowship of believers (Acts 2:42)? How does this all work within the Hindu culture? I don't have definite answers (because, let's be honest, I'm just a child in all of this). I do have another question. Are we willing to believe that God can work in different ways?

For example, I got the opportunity in Varanasi to take communion using bananas and milk. Different? Yes. Cool? For me, it was pretty darn tootin'! Does God accept it? Why in the world wouldn't He? Is communion for salvation? You better say no. It is for remembering how great Jesus' sacrifice is and is intrinsically associated with community in the Bible.

Think about it. Look at communion in the bible and then look at how your church does it. Is it the same? I highly doubt it.

You see, we often put God in a box labeled Church and Christianity. For centuries western thought has damaged other cultures and its own cultures because it put God in a box. It has filled people with guilt over their individuality and beautiful culture. Why does this have to be when one of God's greatest gifts is human creativity?

Hinduism implements the worship of many gods. That's against God's will for sure. I'm not saying it isn't. But can they worship God alone using the same Hindu styles and music? Previous Christian missionaries said, "no". I ask, "why not?"

Being a part of God's family isn't about what we do. It is about what Christ did. It isn't about our rituals or thoughts. It is about giving glory to God the best way we know how. It isn't about isolating ourselves from those we love. It's about living with them in hopes they too might know Christ's love through us.  


Just some things to think about.