This up-close and personal perspective of Indian culture, especially in an outcast segment of society, was revealing, if not enlightening. At first glance I saw trash strewn across the ground, rickety old huts built in no apparent order, and incomplete structures everywhere.
But as I strolled along the streets and back alleys of the village, I realized that many of them still take pride in caring for their little corner of earth. I noticed that the coconut husks were piled together in a large mound, the entryways of the houses - although just dirt – were swept and tidy, the structures were being built or repaired on a constant (and drawn out) basis, and the living spaces respected. The trash piles can be overwhelming to the nose in some places, but most people don’t live in it. And who’s to say why the trash is there and not properly disposed? My bet is that there is little or no disposal service at the government level. The more I become involved in people’s lives, the more I see the beauty of their circumstance and the abundance of their dignity. I may be blessed with relative temporal wealth, yet of life and of foundational priorities I lack experience and understanding.
Is this not the purpose of organizations such as Rising Star and of service in general? It is. And I hope my perspective shift is more than the cliché transformation from the “I’m-gonna-change-the-world” to the “I’ve-been-humbled” attitude. I believe faith in Jesus Christ (in whatever form it may be) comes easier to people in less-materialistic or even poverty-stricken areas not because of the simple lack of anything else in which to place trust, but rather because of a humble understanding of life’s ultimate priorities. And if I more fully learn them, and, most importantly, remember them, then my faith will have far greater power and my potential for righteous influence will grow.
So what matters most? I have only a few ideas. Happiness is found in the family and in our relationships to our Heavenly Father and to others. Dignity is another name for gratitude for what God has given us. And a keen focus on these things equals a life fulfilled.
How do you know that is not a poisonous snake? It sounds like you are having a great time!
ReplyDeleteIt's a rat snake. It doesn't have any poison. I'm willing to believe him - they seem quite experienced. For example, a 13-year old boy was walking back to our group from the school when a viper dropped down in front of him. It was in a mango tree and was at eye level. He grabbed the snake and threw it behind him and ran forward. He said he was scared, but he seemed pretty confident and collected.
ReplyDeletebrilliant post, dear brother. i love reading this blog. so inspiring and fantastic. love you both!
ReplyDeleteLove it! And I'm sure you're right about the municipal garbage collection. In South Africa the villages don't have it either, so everyone burns their trash. Stinky, but it's probably the best option. Except when they burn tires.
ReplyDeleteCan you bring home a snake for us?