We've had very interesting weather the last couple of days. First of all it's been raining - which is uncommon anyway, but this was weird rain because it came straight down (not sideways). After 2 whole days of rain, it turned to snow during the night. The snow, like the rain, came straight down! I know other places get snow like this, that's damp and falls down in such a way that you can see how many inches it is (rather than blowing into drifts 8 feet high), but not in NE Wyoming... this is madness. I went to work for a few hours this morning, until school was cancelled. I made it home without getting stuck, despite the "level 2 snow emergency". That was when I discovered that my mom's lovely flower bed, which had sprung to life last week, was now buried. These tulips, among some others, were shielded just enough by the house that they could still poke their heads out of the snow.

If I were a country...

I'd be... the U.N.??
Well, that's what they tell me anyway.
Second opinions anyone??



You're
the United Nations!

Most people think you're ineffective,
but you are trying to completely save the
world from itself, so there's always going
to be a long way to go. You're always
the one trying to get friends to talk to each
other, enemies to talk to each other,
anyone who can to just talk instead of
beating each other about the head and
torso. Sometimes it works and sometimes
it doesn't, and you get very schizophrenic
as a result. But your heart is in the right
place, and sometimes also in New York.

Take the Country Quiz at the Blue Pyramid

Baby or Bathwater?

I’ve been struggling lately with questions like, How much of what I believe is founded in religious tradition and not in Christ? I’m realizing that although Christianity should be about following Christ, that’s not always the case. In fact, at times it seems that much of our “christianity” is not Christ-like. Visiting other cultures brings these issues to the surface even more.

Many people reject Jesus - not because they don’t want Him - but because they saw some “Christianity” or maybe Christian culture that they wanted nothing to do with. The morbid expression, “throwing the babyout with the bathwater” is a fitting description.

One of the books I read this summer, as part of my training, was, Christ of the Indian Road by E. Stanley Jones. What the author found in India was the attitude, “show us Christ that’s not covered up in your Christianity and we will follow Him”. The human heart was created to need Jesus... he is the ultimate answer for the human condition. Like one of the street kids I worked with in San Francisco put it, “how can you not love Him?!”

Sadhu Sundar Singh, a famous Indian follower of Christ, was asked by a comparative religion professor what he had found in Christianity that he had not found in his own religion. He replied,
“I have Christ.”
“Yes, I know”, the professor responded, “but what particular principle or doctorine have you found that you did not have before?”
“The particular thing I have found is Christ”.

Many Christians are threatened by the common “all religions lead to God” philosophy, but there is a bit of truth there. Religious systems are the same in that they all are man’s attempts to get to God or live a moral life. As followers of Jesus, we know that any attempt to get to God is futile and that living a moral life in our strength is impossible. Our true hope lies in God coming to us, which He did in Jesus. Our doctrinal statements cannot save us, only He can. And in that way, Christianity cannot save us, only Christ. We have often traded our King, for a religious system that bears his name.

The non-Christian world often thinks that Jesus is to Christianity what Santa Claus is to Christmas. Ironically, both Christmas and Christianity are supposed to be about Jesus. I hope this Christmas you will see more of the Baby, and less of the “bathwater“.

Ashram classroom, Varanasi

One highlight from the Darshan trip, was meeting with Hindu friends of our teachers. This photo shows the classroom of the ashram where we studied each day. The afternoon this was taken, we were listening to a woman's story of moving towards faith in Jesus. Her mother was also present and shared her perspective on her daughters new life... jumping in at one point to answer a question for her (about whether her marriage had been affected by her decision to follow Christ), "oh, yes... they used to fight, she would come to my house upset at her husband...", etc. The couple has daily devotional times in the morning... they are both followers of Jesus. I wish I could capture the radiant joy this woman expressed while talking about Jesus.

Darshan Snapshots

Here are some journal excerpts from my trip this summer:

New Jersey:
“We interviewed a man in New Jersey, who was trying to endear us to Hinduism... even using Christian terminology. We asked if there was forgiveness... he responded, "Oh, yes! God has an everest of patience", then continued into a confusingly wordy explanation, which... when thought through carefully, revealed that by saying "yes" he merely meant that people can get many tries and many lifetimes to get it right, but one always receives punishment, always pays for sin. There was no mercy, as I understand it anyway. Even just hearing his explanation makes me sigh with defeat -- the last thing I'd want is innumerable "tries". Failure is quite attractive in light of mercy."

Varanasi:
"The afternoon after our sunrise boat ride on the Ganga, I read over several statements from Jesus like, "I will not leave you desolate" and was struck by the contrast I was seeing... and all that we don't have to do to please God... "open the door" -- you can't get much simpler than that! Over the next couple weeks, the more I learned about Hinduism, esp. the various gods and goddesses -- the more awestruck I became with Jesus. I saw Him more beautiful, more loving, and more generous than before. Hearing Munnu contrast the character of Jesus with his own Hindu gods was striking too. And seeing Anita's glowing face as she shared about finding Jesus -- I saw more and more how attractive Jesus is. And, Hindus, who often live so devoted to gods who are not loving and generous like Jesus, can appreciate His character perhaps more than I, who knew him at such an early age. I remember having similar thoughts about Hinduism -- just before coming to Nepal the 1st time. I had been feeling down and a bit confused, and was begging God to help me... He responded by saying, 'I will help you... but first consider that you are about to encounter people who, like you now, pray for help -- only they have millions of gods who will never hear them and respond like I'm about to respond to you.' My self-pity melted into compassion... esp. when I considered how minor and brief my disturbance had been in comparison to the daily suffering of many in India or Nepal. We are not grateful enough for compassion and forgiveness.”

"One thing that's also struck me over the last couple days... was a temple we visited. It was a temple to Vishnu, essencially, and most of it was filled with scenes from the Ramayana (the great Hindu epic about Ram - who's an incarnation of Vishnu). In part of the temple, you paid to walk through an almost Disneyland-like display of the story... huge scenes, the size of a room, with moving figures, depicting parts of the story. It was pretty impressive. At one scene we were asking our teacher about different characters and he didn't know the answer... then he said, "this little girl would know"... referring to the 7-10 yr.old girl next to us. Sure enough, he asked her... and with great excitement she shared with us about the story. I don't know exactly what she said because it was in Hindi, but watching her face light up... one could tell that this story was deeply a part of her life. She also helped us identify several images of deities on a wall in a different part of the temple. I gave her some candy as we were leaving, to say "thanks"... she was thrilled. I thought about her and about that story the rest of the day. When I was at that seminar in SF, someone spoke about the Ramayana and how it has been told in every art form imaginable in India and throughout other parts of SE Asia... then stated, "what if this story was the gospel?". "

“Some common brand names here in India:for mineral water - ‘YES!’ and for toilet paper - ‘Must’”[If you've been to Asia, you'll appreciate the irony.]

London:
"We just came from visiting with Brian's language tutors... it was a pretty interesting day. The family was curious about us and excited that we wanted to know about their culture. Some of us spent the evening talking with the second son. He said that he'd never met Christians so open minded and that his impression of what Christians believe is 'you don't have to be good -- just believe in Jesus or you're going to Hell." From there we were able to share in depth about what the Bible teaches about salvation. He was very open and very interested. I think Brian was quite surprized (and a bit nervous) when he overheard bits of our conversation. He spent much of the night trying to distract the rest of the family."

Entering Temple, Varanasi July 2004 

Darshan

“Darshan, literally translated from Sanskrit as ‘seeing and being seen by God,’ is that moment when the worshipper is receptive to recognition by God...”
- from Meeting God: Elements of Hindu Devotion

I first heard the word “darshan” while talking with my friend Christy over chai in Delhi. I had been awed at the devotion of Hindus for some time, and knew that the Most High was jealously longing for that devotion... from Hindus and also from me. So, this word caught my attention. It reminded me of a verse God has brought me to many times, “And all of us, with unveiled faces, seeing the glory of the Lord as though reflected in a mirror, are being transformed into the same image...” 2 Cor. 3:18 When we are unveiled and we see God’s glory, it transforms us. The goal of many Hindu devotional practices, is to experience darshan... seeing God. While reading about these practices, I was first struck by the depth of their longing and devotion, and second grieved for the heart of God, who wants so much to “be seen” by His creation. The words I read in Isaiah 57 my first time in Nepal, seem more powerful than ever. “For thus says the high and lofty one who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with those who are contrite and humble in spirit...” Hindus believe in a supreme God, who inhabits eternity, but to them... He is unknowable, and “incarnations” of him are then worshipped and brought into homes and villages to dwell with the people. However, the eternal, holy God is knowable and longs to dwell with His people, through his Son (the true Incarnation) and indwelling Spirit.

By the time I left India, I felt that I needed far more understanding of the culture of Hindus, so that I wouldn’t squelch their devotion, but rather see it shifted and fulfilled in the Most High. I also felt challenged to be more devoted myself... to be passionate about meeting with God, seeing His glory, and being transformed. The time I spent in Varanasi, India was really exciting for me. Jacala (who was traveling with me) said that my face lit up the moment our train arrived in Varanasi, and stayed that way until we left. I remember thinking that I felt exactly the same way that I felt the first time I was in San Francisco. Well, oddly... it was the same feeling and almost the exact same kind-of circumstance. In both cases, I spent only 1 week there... full of joy, knowing that I was going to be there again. And, like in San Francisco, I was grieved to leave after just one week, and thinking that it would be a long time before I was able to return. But, again, just about a month later, much to my surprise, I felt God nudging me to return. I received an email with the subject “training opportunity quickly approaching”. I decided to scan over it out of curiosity, but was certain that anything “quickly approaching” couldn’t be for me. Then something caught my eye, “Darshan 2004”. It was the name of the training program. I honestly think that if it had been called anything else, I might have deleted it and not thought anything of it, but that word had been on my heart, since I first heard it in Delhi. Still thinking that it was too soon, I closed the email and tried to ignore it. The whole day I couldn’t get it out of my mind. That night I came to a Wednesday service, and said to God something like, “I’m not going to think about this program anymore, it sounds ridiculous, so if you do want me to do it... you’ll have to make it obvious.” The message that night was all about how worship and devotion must be central, and about being obedient to go, when God has called us. By the end of the night, I decided to apply for the training. It runs from June 26th through August 2nd. Around 3 weeks are spent in Varanasi, India... having classroom teaching on Hindu worldview, etc. Another week is spent among Indians in England.