Today is World AIDS Day 2010.
Since my first trip to Africa in 2003 I have felt a deep connection to the struggle against HIV & AIDS. While visiting a Catholic AIDS center in Windhoek, Namibia my eyes and heart were opened to the devastating disease firsthand. We spent time with some of the center's children (many of whom were in the advanced stages of AIDS). What touched me so much was that they were fully aware of their circumstances and yet wore smiles of joy. They were aware that they were at the end of a long battle, one that would eventually take their life. And with this knowledge came a strange sense of peace. I couldn't believe it, how could children such as these be staring death in the face with such grace? All at the center were both orphans to the disease and infected with it. Many never knew who their parents were, the idea of which broke my heart. These were some of the bravest human beings I have ever met.
I think often back to my encounter with these amazing children. I bought a few postcards the center was selling as a fundraiser in their make-shift gift shop. On each card was printed a picture drawn by a child at the center. One in particular was drawn by a little boy named Jacob, whom I spent the afternoon chatting with. We talked mostly about how much he loved football (soccer) and drawing pictures. He was excited to learn that I too loved to draw pictures and play sports. We only had a momentary encounter, no more than a couple of hours of sharing, and yet he changed me forever. He taught me one of the most important lessons in my life, "no matter what challenges one may face in life, God is always present, never lose sight of that fact". He never said these words to me, he showed them to me in his bravery in facing AIDS, in his joy for life. Only 12 years old, he showed the maturity of someone well beyond his years. He showed a passion for life that few are ever able to embrace and a faith in life after death that to this day I find hard to fully understand. He spoke briefly about his faith in God, yet the few sentences he uttered have vividly stayed with me for the past 7 years. During the end of our conversation he didn't hold back and stated, "Do you know I am very sick?" "Yes", I said,"But you are such a strong boy." He paused and looked up from the picture he was coloring,"I am not that strong, but God helps me be strong. I am happy that I can still play football even though I'm sick. I know I won't be able to always play football." I sat completely silent, looking down at him as he continued to color. I knew that there was nothing I could do to help him, but at that moment I felt God's presence. I saw God in the joy on his face as he finished filling in the lines of the beautiful airplane he had just drawn. He smiled and exclaimed, "There! Finished. Do you like my airplane?" "It's awesome! You are such a great artist", I said. "I know", he replied. I chuckled a bit at his honest confidence and marveled at his engrossing personality. Jacob changed my life that day. His spirit filled me and has burned within me to this very day.
I found out later that evening that many of the children we met with would most likely not see their next birthday. The virus had taken control of their little bodies and through other illnesses, continue on a course of ravishing destruction. About a year after my trip to Namibia I came across the postcards while cleaning out my boxes from college. I immediately sat down and fumbled through them to find Jacob's drawing. As I came to it I realized something truly heartbreaking; it had been over 12 months since my visit, and mostly likely the little boy who changed my life had lost his battle with AIDS. I collapsed to the floor and began to cry. Overwhelmed with the memory of that day I began to pray. I asked God to be with those around the world currently battling HIV & AIDS. I asked that He help those who were able to respond to the crisis to do so responsibly and with passion. I asked that He help fill me with the spirit I felt in Namibia, so that I could find ways to help those infected and affected by the disease. I asked that I may not look back on Jacob's life and death with anger and despair, but have it inspire me. I asked God to let me never forget him and the lessons of life he taught me.
I can't begin to imagine what Jacob and millions of others around the world go through as they face their battles against HIV & AIDS. While anti-retroviral medicines (ARVs) have made it possible to live fairly normal lives while HIV positive, so many simply lack access to these life-saving drugs. Many of those infected in rural areas throughout sub-Saharan Africa a suffering due to this inability to access ARVs. Others infected live in silence because of the stigma still attached to the disease and therefore choose not to seek treatment for fear of persecution. It is a terrible cycle of infection, death, and destruction as whole communities have begun to disappear in it's wake. While infection rates have declined in some areas of the world, rates in some parts of southern Africa have continued to rise. 2009 World Health Organization (WHO) statistics conclude that the rate of infection (15-49 year olds) is nearly 18% in South Africa (the country containing the most HIV infected people in the world), 23.6% in Lesotho, 24.8% in Botswana, and a staggering 25.9% in Swaziland*. It is unimaginable to comprehend that nearly a quarter or more of some populations in this region are infected with HIV. What will this mean for the future of such nations? How will basic societal structures be maintained as the epidemic continues to swarm and fester? The fact that the average infection rate within LUCSA member nations is nearly 15% is a wake-up call to us all. Our brothers and sisters in Christ are suffering in silence and they are dying without dignity. How are we called as fellow members in same body of Christ to reach out to them? How can we truly honor the more than 25 million people who have died from AIDS**?
As I woke up this morning to the sound of rain on the roof of the Evangelical Lutheran Church in Zimbabwe's guest house I took a moment to pray. I prayed for those who have lost their lives to the disease. I prayed for those who are currently struggling in the grasp of the disease. I prayed for those who have the resources to change the lives of millions affected by HIV & AIDS to act now to reverse the tide of infections. I thought back to the day in 2004 when I came across those postcards. I thought about my prayer that day and what it meant to be laying in a bed in Bulawayo, Zimbabwe 6 years later working for an organization that is fighting this disease through education and advocacy. As a communications specialist for LUCSA I am coming to terms with what it means to be entrenched in the battle against such devastating foes as the HIV virus & AIDS. I have seen the story played out in so many peoples' lives, from my time in Namibia, to my year in KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa (a province with the highest number of people infected in the world). I have seen the unwavering peace in the face of a little boy ready to face death and the faith of communities who refuse to allow this modern-day plague kill their spirits. The road ahead will be long and exhausting, and at some points may seem impossible to bare for those engaged in the struggle. Have faith in God, just as Jacob had faith. Please join me and millions around the world this day in honoring his and the other lives lost over the past three decades. Educate yourself today, so that tomorrow we can work together to help bring an end to the HIV & AIDS cycle.
*Statistics were taking from the WHO website on HIV & AIDS http://apps.who.int/ghodata/?vid=370
**Statistics were taken from Avert.org's website http://www.avert.org/worldstats.htm
Joyful in Jozi
I begin my second year in South Africa living and working in the Johannesburg metro area (or Jozi, as the locals call it...thus Joyful in Jozi)! Working as an ELCA GM2 missionary and a member of the Lutheran Communion in Southern Africa I will work to help develop communications networks within the Lutheran church's African members. I will continue to reflect on my experiences during my 2 year journey through this blog and occasional newsletters. UBUNTU: "I am because we are"
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
"M.u.d.dy in Maphumulo" has become "Joyful in Jozi"
Greetings to everyone from Bonaero Park/Johannesburg, South Africa! Welcome to a new chapter in my journey in faith, love, and hope! As I continue to walk alongside the amazing people of South Africa and beyond this will be where I share and reflect on how the Spirit is moving through me, the people here, and our experiences in this amazing place! As you can see my blog has taken on a fresh new look and new name. No longer "M.u.d.dy in Maphumulo"... it's now "Joyful in Jozi" and I hope to share both the joys and challenges through open and meaningful dialogue during my time here. I have redesigned the blog page to reflect the energy of Johannesburg; Africa's melting pot. The bold colors and graffiti draw on Jozi's dynamic cultures and artistic manifestations. Seeing beauty on so many levels echoes the soul of this city and the unique nature of God's creation within it. I hope you enjoy this new expression of life and community in southern Africa. As always, I look forward to everyone joining in the discussion; tell me what's on your mind...it's only through our sharing that we can understand our full potential!
After a year of serving as an ELCA Young Adult in Global Mission (YAGM) in the village of Umphumulo (Maphumulo Proper), KwaZulu-Natal I have moved to the Johannesburg metro area to begin work as an ELCA Global Mission 2 worker. I will work within the Lutheran Communion in Southern Africa (LUCSA) as a communications specialist through December 2012. LUCSA is the regional expression of the Lutheran World Federation's Southern African body and is headquartered in the Johannesburg suburb of Bonaero Park. LUCSA works to help its 16 member churches in 9 member countries develop effective and holistic mission and prophetic diaconia through capacity building.* What exactly does this entail? Well, LUCSA works, first hand, with the region's member churches to combat various health challenges including HIV/AIDS, Malaria, and TB through education, workshops, and capacity building. LUCSA also develops new Christian education materials and trains educators within the framework of these materials. LUCSA is committed to peace, justice, and reconciliation through various projects including it's Seed for Zimbabwe Campaign which saw the delivery of aid worth $60,000 (R420,000) to those left hungry due to the recent political instability within the country.* LUCSA has a proven track record of both accountability and meeting the challenges of southern Africa in new and creative ways!
I look forward to sharing more in the coming months as my role as communications specialist starts to develop and evolve. We are focused on bringing LUCSA's stories (and its member nations of Angola, Botswana, Namibia, Malawi, Zambia, Zimbabwe, Mozambique, Swaziland, and South Africa) to everyone through new forms of print and web media. Please let me know if you have any questions along the way. I hope that through this blog as well as our new information networks we will be able to continue to finds ways of connecting all members of the body of Christ to combat the world's challenges and help uplift those who have been marginalized in our societies!
UBUNTU-"I AM BECAUSE WE ARE"
*Information and themes were taken from the current LUCSA website www.lucsa.org
After a year of serving as an ELCA Young Adult in Global Mission (YAGM) in the village of Umphumulo (Maphumulo Proper), KwaZulu-Natal I have moved to the Johannesburg metro area to begin work as an ELCA Global Mission 2 worker. I will work within the Lutheran Communion in Southern Africa (LUCSA) as a communications specialist through December 2012. LUCSA is the regional expression of the Lutheran World Federation's Southern African body and is headquartered in the Johannesburg suburb of Bonaero Park. LUCSA works to help its 16 member churches in 9 member countries develop effective and holistic mission and prophetic diaconia through capacity building.* What exactly does this entail? Well, LUCSA works, first hand, with the region's member churches to combat various health challenges including HIV/AIDS, Malaria, and TB through education, workshops, and capacity building. LUCSA also develops new Christian education materials and trains educators within the framework of these materials. LUCSA is committed to peace, justice, and reconciliation through various projects including it's Seed for Zimbabwe Campaign which saw the delivery of aid worth $60,000 (R420,000) to those left hungry due to the recent political instability within the country.* LUCSA has a proven track record of both accountability and meeting the challenges of southern Africa in new and creative ways!
I look forward to sharing more in the coming months as my role as communications specialist starts to develop and evolve. We are focused on bringing LUCSA's stories (and its member nations of Angola, Botswana, Namibia, Malawi, Zambia, Zimbabwe, Mozambique, Swaziland, and South Africa) to everyone through new forms of print and web media. Please let me know if you have any questions along the way. I hope that through this blog as well as our new information networks we will be able to continue to finds ways of connecting all members of the body of Christ to combat the world's challenges and help uplift those who have been marginalized in our societies!
UBUNTU-"I AM BECAUSE WE ARE"
*Information and themes were taken from the current LUCSA website www.lucsa.org
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The Beautiful Game Part 2 – The Bright Side of the Beautiful Game
It’s nearly 10:30, and our game starts at 11:00! I hurry up the winding road from the church centre to the soccer field. It’s only a 10 minute walk, but today is special; it is the last game I’ll coach my Umphumulo youth soccer team. As I make my final turn past the old seminary and Rev. and Mama Mabaso’s house I hear them, the small voices of children. Laughing, giggling, yelling, cheering, I hear them in the distance, my heart skips a beat. For a moment time stands still, I close my eyes and just listen. These are the sounds of the human spirit in its purest form; these are the sounds of hope and the sounds of joy. Children, unlike anything else in this world, are the embodiment of God’s gifts to us all. They are innocent, honest, and spirit-filled. They make us laugh and give us purpose in our daily lives. Children give us hope because they are reminders of the carefree individuals we once were and the spirit we need to again embrace. Their presence in our lives fills us with energy and teaches us that we need not take everything so seriously. Of course kids can be cruel as well; they can throw fits, get in fights, and lose control. But that’s what makes them so authentically pure; and from this we can learn a lot.
When Nelson Mandela took office in 1994 he was asked what the most precious resource in South Africa was. His answer was South Africa’s children. Amazing to think that in a nation with an unimaginable wealth in gold and diamonds, true value was seen in the children of this land. Mandela’s answer gives us a glimpse into his soul and like so many other things he said and did, it gives us something to live by. It was Mandela who hoisted the World Cup trophy at the FIFA headquarters after it was announced that his beloved Rainbow Nation would host the 2010 installment. And make no mistake, he and his nation knows that the single most important part of hosting this event is the legacy it leaves to its people, especially its children.
In part 1 of this reflection I focused on some of the dark clouds hanging over the 2010 FIFA World Cup. The challenges indeed have been great, and as we march through the knock-out stages of the month-long tournament we are reminded of both the positives and negatives of such an event. But through my experiences both within my community and attending some of the games and other World Cup events, I am reminded of the power of human unity. People from all corners of the globe have descended upon South Africa like a rowdy United Nations summit. But instead of suits and speeches, it’s colorfully clad supporters tirelessly blowing their vuvuzelas. Win or lose, they are dancing in the streets, hand in hand, till the wee hours of the morning. This seems to be the vacuum in which hate, anger, and jealousy cannot survive. It makes one ponder a soccer match the next time world powers start flexing their muscles at one another. Can you imagine global politics being decided by kicking around a ball? Whether the Olympics or the World Cup, why in the world can’t the world always get along like this? Celebrating unity, waving each other’s flags, and sharing in one another’s’ beautifully unique cultures is what these global events are all about. What is it about sport that brings people together even when the politics of certain nations keeps them apart? In this World Cup we saw the likes of North Korea (The People’s Republic of Korea) and the United States playing in the same tournament, neither worried about the current political landscape, both focused on playing the beautiful game in peace and with honor. These principles of unity, passion, and carefree spirit are the very principles that embody the soul of children.
It is no mistake that God has given us a means by which to learn from each other on all levels. In the case of children, we need to open our eyes to their world. The inter-continental euphoria I have experienced firsthand at a number of World Cup stadiums and fan parks is a glimpse through these eyes. Grown-ups from all over expressing their joy in child-like ways, embracing perfect strangers, raising their hands in shared jubilation, it’s a site to behold. I must say, I was much more moved by witnessing these displays than I thought I’d be. The most amazing moment came at the Durban Fan Park the evening of June 16th, just before South Africa lost to Uruguay. There on the beach, among thousands of fans we stood. Suddenly the song “Wavin’ Flag”, one of the anthems of this year’s World Cup, started to play over the loud speakers. Thankfully I had my video camera with me and was able to capture a truly beautiful moment. As the crowd sang in unison, “Give me freedom, give me fire, give me reason, take me higher!...When I get older, I will be stronger, they’ll call me freedom, just like a wavin’ flag!” Flags of every color, including hundreds of South African ones, waved throughout the crowd. For as far as I could see, humanity was united, singing a song of joy and embracing a moment in history together.
So what can we learn from these empowering moments of unity? How can we ensure God is glorified during these times? There are two main points I’d like to touch on in focusing our thoughts and energy beyond this month’s celebrations. First, we must never forget these moments of interconnected brotherhood and sisterhood. We must not forget how it felt to hug that complete stranger or wave a flag of another nation. For those is the United States, try and remember how you felt watching the opening ceremony on June 11th or the joy felt watching Desmond Tutu dance during the kick-off concert in Soweto. We must find ways to hold onto this feeling, because God has given us a glimpse of something greater than soccer games or rock concerts, he has shared with us a spirit of unity through this event. It may sound silly, even a bit over dramatic, maybe so, but I challenge you to cast aside the logical mindset of “It’s just a game” and instead see the power of its unifying force.
The second point of emphasis lies in what happens to South Africa and the African continent after the last of the confetti is swept up on July 12th. Will this simply end a six-year journey for South Africans and create a hangover of debt and neglect? Will the outside world see this past month as way to further connect with the people here or just view it as another big party? The answer lies in each and every one of us. Maybe you have yet to watch a game or read an article about it. Maybe you don’t see the correlation between the World Cup and the future of Africa. While I don’t think the successes or failures of this event will determine the future of the continent, I do believe it will have an influence on its future. With things running swimmingly well thus far, the hope is that the world now knows that Africa in here and Africa is ready to engage the world in a future of shared growth and purpose. Gone are the days of the “dark continent”, Africa is ready for us, but are we ready for them? We cannot continue to embrace unjust practices and corrupt investment. We cannot turn a blind eye to the shifty business practices of the past few centuries that have left the most resource abundant continent the poorest on earth. Because of hundreds of years of greed and lust for the treasures of this land, we have thrown much of its people into a pit of poverty and despair. If we are to fully embrace Word of God and live it out fully, we must do away with past practices. It is up to me, it is up to you, we must all educate ourselves on the issues that affect the people of Africa. We must no longer plead ignorance, for what is your excuse in the eyes of God?
As I watch my team, Dinonyana, play their final half of soccer with me as their coach I wonder what the future holds for these children. Will their laughs continue to echo throughout the Maphumulo valley? Will their spirits continue to shine a light of hope in their communities? Will they be given the opportunity to become what they wish to become in life? Will they see God’s plan for them through the power of love? I don’t know what the answers are to these questions, but what I do know is that Mandela got it right; they are South Africa’s most precious resource. It is not solely up to us, as westerners, to change the socio-economic landscape in Africa. To think so is a dangerously arrogant thought. We are, however, by the grace of God, interconnected, and therefore need to understand our role in lifting each other up. The beautiful game has brought the world back to its birthplace, we must learn what we can achieve together, because it is a reminder of where we all come from, and where God wants us all to go.
When Nelson Mandela took office in 1994 he was asked what the most precious resource in South Africa was. His answer was South Africa’s children. Amazing to think that in a nation with an unimaginable wealth in gold and diamonds, true value was seen in the children of this land. Mandela’s answer gives us a glimpse into his soul and like so many other things he said and did, it gives us something to live by. It was Mandela who hoisted the World Cup trophy at the FIFA headquarters after it was announced that his beloved Rainbow Nation would host the 2010 installment. And make no mistake, he and his nation knows that the single most important part of hosting this event is the legacy it leaves to its people, especially its children.
In part 1 of this reflection I focused on some of the dark clouds hanging over the 2010 FIFA World Cup. The challenges indeed have been great, and as we march through the knock-out stages of the month-long tournament we are reminded of both the positives and negatives of such an event. But through my experiences both within my community and attending some of the games and other World Cup events, I am reminded of the power of human unity. People from all corners of the globe have descended upon South Africa like a rowdy United Nations summit. But instead of suits and speeches, it’s colorfully clad supporters tirelessly blowing their vuvuzelas. Win or lose, they are dancing in the streets, hand in hand, till the wee hours of the morning. This seems to be the vacuum in which hate, anger, and jealousy cannot survive. It makes one ponder a soccer match the next time world powers start flexing their muscles at one another. Can you imagine global politics being decided by kicking around a ball? Whether the Olympics or the World Cup, why in the world can’t the world always get along like this? Celebrating unity, waving each other’s flags, and sharing in one another’s’ beautifully unique cultures is what these global events are all about. What is it about sport that brings people together even when the politics of certain nations keeps them apart? In this World Cup we saw the likes of North Korea (The People’s Republic of Korea) and the United States playing in the same tournament, neither worried about the current political landscape, both focused on playing the beautiful game in peace and with honor. These principles of unity, passion, and carefree spirit are the very principles that embody the soul of children.
It is no mistake that God has given us a means by which to learn from each other on all levels. In the case of children, we need to open our eyes to their world. The inter-continental euphoria I have experienced firsthand at a number of World Cup stadiums and fan parks is a glimpse through these eyes. Grown-ups from all over expressing their joy in child-like ways, embracing perfect strangers, raising their hands in shared jubilation, it’s a site to behold. I must say, I was much more moved by witnessing these displays than I thought I’d be. The most amazing moment came at the Durban Fan Park the evening of June 16th, just before South Africa lost to Uruguay. There on the beach, among thousands of fans we stood. Suddenly the song “Wavin’ Flag”, one of the anthems of this year’s World Cup, started to play over the loud speakers. Thankfully I had my video camera with me and was able to capture a truly beautiful moment. As the crowd sang in unison, “Give me freedom, give me fire, give me reason, take me higher!...When I get older, I will be stronger, they’ll call me freedom, just like a wavin’ flag!” Flags of every color, including hundreds of South African ones, waved throughout the crowd. For as far as I could see, humanity was united, singing a song of joy and embracing a moment in history together.
So what can we learn from these empowering moments of unity? How can we ensure God is glorified during these times? There are two main points I’d like to touch on in focusing our thoughts and energy beyond this month’s celebrations. First, we must never forget these moments of interconnected brotherhood and sisterhood. We must not forget how it felt to hug that complete stranger or wave a flag of another nation. For those is the United States, try and remember how you felt watching the opening ceremony on June 11th or the joy felt watching Desmond Tutu dance during the kick-off concert in Soweto. We must find ways to hold onto this feeling, because God has given us a glimpse of something greater than soccer games or rock concerts, he has shared with us a spirit of unity through this event. It may sound silly, even a bit over dramatic, maybe so, but I challenge you to cast aside the logical mindset of “It’s just a game” and instead see the power of its unifying force.
The second point of emphasis lies in what happens to South Africa and the African continent after the last of the confetti is swept up on July 12th. Will this simply end a six-year journey for South Africans and create a hangover of debt and neglect? Will the outside world see this past month as way to further connect with the people here or just view it as another big party? The answer lies in each and every one of us. Maybe you have yet to watch a game or read an article about it. Maybe you don’t see the correlation between the World Cup and the future of Africa. While I don’t think the successes or failures of this event will determine the future of the continent, I do believe it will have an influence on its future. With things running swimmingly well thus far, the hope is that the world now knows that Africa in here and Africa is ready to engage the world in a future of shared growth and purpose. Gone are the days of the “dark continent”, Africa is ready for us, but are we ready for them? We cannot continue to embrace unjust practices and corrupt investment. We cannot turn a blind eye to the shifty business practices of the past few centuries that have left the most resource abundant continent the poorest on earth. Because of hundreds of years of greed and lust for the treasures of this land, we have thrown much of its people into a pit of poverty and despair. If we are to fully embrace Word of God and live it out fully, we must do away with past practices. It is up to me, it is up to you, we must all educate ourselves on the issues that affect the people of Africa. We must no longer plead ignorance, for what is your excuse in the eyes of God?
As I watch my team, Dinonyana, play their final half of soccer with me as their coach I wonder what the future holds for these children. Will their laughs continue to echo throughout the Maphumulo valley? Will their spirits continue to shine a light of hope in their communities? Will they be given the opportunity to become what they wish to become in life? Will they see God’s plan for them through the power of love? I don’t know what the answers are to these questions, but what I do know is that Mandela got it right; they are South Africa’s most precious resource. It is not solely up to us, as westerners, to change the socio-economic landscape in Africa. To think so is a dangerously arrogant thought. We are, however, by the grace of God, interconnected, and therefore need to understand our role in lifting each other up. The beautiful game has brought the world back to its birthplace, we must learn what we can achieve together, because it is a reminder of where we all come from, and where God wants us all to go.
Monday, June 7, 2010
The Beautiful Game Part 1-The Dark Side of the Beautiful Game
With just days to go until the 2010 FIFA World Cup kicks off, South Africa is buzzing with excitement. Six years ago Nelson Mandela proudly hoisted the trophy at the FIFA headquarters as his beloved Rainbow Nation was announced “Host of the 2010 World Cup - South Africa!” It will be the first World Cup played on African soil, and the first truly global sporting event to come to the continent (no African nation has ever hosted an Olympic Games either). And so it has been deemed the continent’s coming out party. It is a chance for Africans to show the world that not only are they ready to meet the challenges of this century, but they will do so in the grandest of fashions. Ten stadiums in all, including six brand new or completely renovated structures, will host 32 teams throughout the one month tournament. Unlike the Olympic Games, the World Cup involves multiple cities (9 in South Africa’s case) and lasts over twice as long. With so many opportunities to rub shoulders with the world, sow the seeds of future investment, and celebrate the global game in the birthplace of humanity, can there be a negative side to it all?
If one looks past the glittering lights, the stunning new cathedrals of football, the big name players, and the international leaders they may see it. If one looks past million-dollar sponsorships, the rowdy crowds, and the gleaming golden trophy they may witness it. If one looks past the sportsmanship, the pageantry, and the glory, they might see the injustice, the greed, and the suffering.
I’ll start by saying that overall I think the opportunity for South Africa and the African continent to host the 2010 World Cup is a positive thing. It will open the eyes of the world to an Africa of the future, an Africa brimming with potential. As was the case after South Korea co-hosted the 2002 World Cup, South Africa is looking for a burst of investment and sustainable infrastructure development. It can happen, South Korea is a stunning example of it, but more often than not, the opposite occurs.
Stadiums become “white elephants” and stand, not as monuments to a success, but as glaring reminders of the debt, losses, and wasted efforts. The people, whom for years have built up their excitement for this shining moment, many times become stunned back into the reality of “life after the party”. Who exactly will benefit from this grandest of parties? Nine cities will be hosting games, and with that, inevitably will come people, money, investment, and notoriety. Surely these areas will see an explosion of wealth, but only for a month, and then what? The hope is that through this process visitors will see South Africa (and the continent) as new and exciting places to invest their futures in. Whether investment comes from multi-national companies impressed by Africa’s ability to put on a show or from tourists who wish to make Africa their holiday destination into the future, the possibilities are grand. The key word here is possibility, for there are no guarantees when it comes to this. This is what makes folks here nervous, what exactly will come of all this? And while money will flow through the 9 host cities, what happens to the vast majority of the population, who won’t see a drop in their buckets?
Another dark cloud that will cast a shadow over the tournament is the fact that children and others will become the victims of human trafficking. This disgusting and diabolical trade system tends to follow most major events around the world, from the Olympics to the World Cup; it has become woven into the fabric. The event is used as a “smoke-screen” of sorts to set up shop and trade humans (many times children) for sex, forced labor, and slavery. Officials have been preparing in South Africa to combat such operations during the World Cup, but inevitably they won’t be able to stop it all from happening. Innocence will be lost, lives will be forever changed, and the scars of these acts will remain long into the future. And so, with the joy and ecstasy that will come with the beautiful game’s arrival in Africa, so will come the pain and suffering.
So where does this leave us as people of God? How can we focus on the positives, when such dreadful negatives surround us during this time? These negatives that will forever change peoples’ lives are hard to understand and see. It has been hard to come to peace with the fact that I will be participating in World Cup activities, attending games, and putting my money and energy into something that carries with it these shadows of negativity. As I have my ticket scanned and walk through the turnstile, beaming with happiness, will I be pretending the dark side doesn’t exist? How will we feel, cheering on our beloved Stars & Stripes and Bafana Bafana? Will we be able to do so knowing what is going on behind the scenes? How will we find the balance between celebrating something the African people have been waiting for, for so long, and coming to terms with the negative backlashes felt from it all.
I think we can enjoy the splendor of such an event, as long as we don’t fall into a trap of ignorance. If we educate ourselves as to what the realities are, we will be able to find ways in which to act and mitigate such things from happening at future events. For instance, the Anglican Church in South Africa has teamed up with the Evangelical Lutheran Church in Southern Africa to provide information to their congregations on human trafficking and how to combat it. Through various workshops, they are using the church as a vessel to deliver an extremely important message. Through this process, lives will be saved from the horrors of this practice, and the church community will take on the role of “watch-dog” to help give education, hope, and comfort in addressing a difficult reality. These and other examples have been the focus of many religious, government, and non-profit groups across South Africa during the build up to the World Cup. The church has taken a pragmatic approach to the varying concerns the tournament poses. We can learn a lot from these unifying moments in history. For the people of South Africa, the negatives will become part of “life after the party”, but with a faith in God, and drawing on the spirit of the event, they will move forward with pride. Pride in their nation, gratitude for the chance to connect with the world on such a grand scale, and faith in its fellow brothers and sisters that this is not the end of a celebration, but the beginning of a new era in Africa. It’s Africa’s time to shine, it’s our responsibility to walk alongside them, helping them be as bright as possible!
Part 2 of this reflection will focus on the overall positives of South Africa’s hosting of the 2010 FIFA World Cup, and what we can d, as global partners, to ensure our relationships with the people here continue to grow and blossom far beyond 2010.
If one looks past the glittering lights, the stunning new cathedrals of football, the big name players, and the international leaders they may see it. If one looks past million-dollar sponsorships, the rowdy crowds, and the gleaming golden trophy they may witness it. If one looks past the sportsmanship, the pageantry, and the glory, they might see the injustice, the greed, and the suffering.
I’ll start by saying that overall I think the opportunity for South Africa and the African continent to host the 2010 World Cup is a positive thing. It will open the eyes of the world to an Africa of the future, an Africa brimming with potential. As was the case after South Korea co-hosted the 2002 World Cup, South Africa is looking for a burst of investment and sustainable infrastructure development. It can happen, South Korea is a stunning example of it, but more often than not, the opposite occurs.
Stadiums become “white elephants” and stand, not as monuments to a success, but as glaring reminders of the debt, losses, and wasted efforts. The people, whom for years have built up their excitement for this shining moment, many times become stunned back into the reality of “life after the party”. Who exactly will benefit from this grandest of parties? Nine cities will be hosting games, and with that, inevitably will come people, money, investment, and notoriety. Surely these areas will see an explosion of wealth, but only for a month, and then what? The hope is that through this process visitors will see South Africa (and the continent) as new and exciting places to invest their futures in. Whether investment comes from multi-national companies impressed by Africa’s ability to put on a show or from tourists who wish to make Africa their holiday destination into the future, the possibilities are grand. The key word here is possibility, for there are no guarantees when it comes to this. This is what makes folks here nervous, what exactly will come of all this? And while money will flow through the 9 host cities, what happens to the vast majority of the population, who won’t see a drop in their buckets?
Another dark cloud that will cast a shadow over the tournament is the fact that children and others will become the victims of human trafficking. This disgusting and diabolical trade system tends to follow most major events around the world, from the Olympics to the World Cup; it has become woven into the fabric. The event is used as a “smoke-screen” of sorts to set up shop and trade humans (many times children) for sex, forced labor, and slavery. Officials have been preparing in South Africa to combat such operations during the World Cup, but inevitably they won’t be able to stop it all from happening. Innocence will be lost, lives will be forever changed, and the scars of these acts will remain long into the future. And so, with the joy and ecstasy that will come with the beautiful game’s arrival in Africa, so will come the pain and suffering.
So where does this leave us as people of God? How can we focus on the positives, when such dreadful negatives surround us during this time? These negatives that will forever change peoples’ lives are hard to understand and see. It has been hard to come to peace with the fact that I will be participating in World Cup activities, attending games, and putting my money and energy into something that carries with it these shadows of negativity. As I have my ticket scanned and walk through the turnstile, beaming with happiness, will I be pretending the dark side doesn’t exist? How will we feel, cheering on our beloved Stars & Stripes and Bafana Bafana? Will we be able to do so knowing what is going on behind the scenes? How will we find the balance between celebrating something the African people have been waiting for, for so long, and coming to terms with the negative backlashes felt from it all.
I think we can enjoy the splendor of such an event, as long as we don’t fall into a trap of ignorance. If we educate ourselves as to what the realities are, we will be able to find ways in which to act and mitigate such things from happening at future events. For instance, the Anglican Church in South Africa has teamed up with the Evangelical Lutheran Church in Southern Africa to provide information to their congregations on human trafficking and how to combat it. Through various workshops, they are using the church as a vessel to deliver an extremely important message. Through this process, lives will be saved from the horrors of this practice, and the church community will take on the role of “watch-dog” to help give education, hope, and comfort in addressing a difficult reality. These and other examples have been the focus of many religious, government, and non-profit groups across South Africa during the build up to the World Cup. The church has taken a pragmatic approach to the varying concerns the tournament poses. We can learn a lot from these unifying moments in history. For the people of South Africa, the negatives will become part of “life after the party”, but with a faith in God, and drawing on the spirit of the event, they will move forward with pride. Pride in their nation, gratitude for the chance to connect with the world on such a grand scale, and faith in its fellow brothers and sisters that this is not the end of a celebration, but the beginning of a new era in Africa. It’s Africa’s time to shine, it’s our responsibility to walk alongside them, helping them be as bright as possible!
Part 2 of this reflection will focus on the overall positives of South Africa’s hosting of the 2010 FIFA World Cup, and what we can d, as global partners, to ensure our relationships with the people here continue to grow and blossom far beyond 2010.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
The Great Leveler
It has been difficult to digest the recent events unfolding in South Africa. The media firestorm starring the likes of a young, arrogant, and unapologetic leader (Julius Malema) and the murder of one of South Africa’s most racist hate mongers (Eugene Terre’Blanche) has sadly cast a dark cloud over this country. With less than 50 days till the kick off of South Africa’s grandest celebration, the 2010 FIFA World Cup, many of the lingering wounds of apartheid are beginning to fester. I must start off by saying that despite the media’s sensationalized attention to these issues; the extreme racist rhetoric is not the norm among the majority of South Africans. In fact, it is quite the contrary. Most South Africans I have spoken with, whether black, white, coloured, or Indian, are fed up with the bigotry and are looking for real solutions.
After 15 years of ANC (African National Congress) rule South Africa has seen its share of ups and downs. No one in their right mind would have expected the near utopian republic cast in the constitution of this land, but many would argue that they are much further from the rainbow dreams of Mandela and Tutu than they thought they’d be 15 years on. Last year the country elected its 3rd president since the fall of apartheid. After the financial boom years and HIV/AIDS health crisis of the Mbeki administration* a charismatic and populist leader in Jacob Zuma took the stage. At this point last year many South Africans were ready for change, they were ready for a leader to move them once again in the spirit of Mandela, they were ready to put the power back in the hands of the people, to revive the spirit of reconciliation (sound familiar?). What they got was Zuma, while possessing nowhere near the stature of Mandela, he has made strides in a number of areas both Mandela and Mbeki neglected, most importantly the HIV/AIDS crisis, which could wipe out an entire generation in parts of the country if not dealt with swiftly*. And though Zuma’s HIV/AIDS initiatives are by far the most dynamic of the three post-apartheid presidents*, his personal mistakes are costing him dearly. He was involved in a rape scandal prior to being elected, the case was thrown out on a technicality. He also has been cited numerous times for his links to corrupt business practices, and more recently it came to light that he fathered a child out of wedlock, which might prove to be the last straw in many people’s eyes. A supreme moral compass for South Africa he is not, but I give him credit for trying to talk about solutions to the realities of HIV/AIDS, rampant crime, staggering unemployment, and spiraling poverty. I just pray that his words are not empty, for the sake of South Africa’s future.
The people of South Africa are generally a patient people. The things they put up with on a daily basis would make many Americans and other westerners weep or throw tantrums. This is not the easiest place to live in the world and I think the people here appreciate the value of their daily blessings. The majority live outside the realm of excessive comfort and do what they can to live life within their abilities. If you were to say that they don’t show signs of jealousy and envy because they don’t know what it’s like to have more, you would probably be wrong. I know how much many of my friends here long for the dream of owning a big house, nice car, and overseas vacations. They see what the rich minority have and they too want a piece of it. This might explain why South Africa has one of the highest recorded crime rates in the world. Even though most may want these status symbols, they look toward fair ways of attaining them, and a life of crime is not an option for the majority. I believe the same is true here as in most impoverished populations around the world; if given the opportunity to work for a fair wage one will do so. Finding dignity in what one does with their life is a human value that all should have the chance to live out in practice.
Jesus brought dignity back to humanity; it is one of the most important parts of His sacrifice for us. When he hung on the cross he leveled the playing field for us all. Whether a Wall Street banker living on Madison Ave. or an AIDS orphan in rural KwaZulu-Natal, no one holds power over anyone else when it comes to Christ. He is the game changer, the X-factor, if you will, when it comes to justice, compassion, and hope. A massive population starving for a better life, South Africans time after time turn away from the demons of greed, lust, and contempt, and instead to the One who has leveled the playing field, they put their lives in the hands of God. The politicians here could learn something from this, their people get it! Instead of driving his Mercedes Benz to deliver his next divisive speech, ANC Youth League President Julius Malema should think about hopping in a kombi to ride with the people once again*. Instead of allowing the terrible murder of Eugene Terre’Blanche, one of South Africa’s most hateful icons, fan the flames of indifference, the radical right and left should look at the middle. This is where the majority lies, this is where Christ lives. For centuries the name of God has been used to carry out some of the world’s gravest atrocities, its high time we realize where God is found, not as part of anyone’s radical agenda, but instead as the Great Leveler.
The problems faced by my South Africa brothers and sisters are common around much of the world. These are not necessarily new problems, and though born out of the apartheid regime, they, in some ways, have always been around. We give them new names and stories as times change and evolve, but human suffering is inherently born out of sin. Sin which exists through selfishness and greed, connected to us all. Fully sinners and saints, we enter each day with a choice; glorify God or play Satan’s game. When we allow corrupt politicians to abuse power we turn our backs on justice. When we allow thousands of children a day to die from starvation we turn our backs on compassion. When we allow the drum of racism to beat loud and clear we turn our back on love. Christ is the Great Leveler, he has given us the power to embrace justice, compassion, and love, but it is up to us to put His power into action. Love is the most powerful force in the universe, it is the only thing that trumps all else. The majority middle in South Africa know how powerful love is. They know from the lessons of history that it is love, not hate that will win out. Mandela didn’t sit in prison for 27 years plotting the demise of the purveyors of apartheid; instead he learned to love them, to forgive them, to see them as fellow brothers and sisters. I fear for the future of South Africa, not because the dreams of 15 years ago are unattainable, but because the radical voices on the fringes are gaining strength. My hope is that the middle ground will cultivate the future, showing their strength through love and pragmatism. If love is their centerpiece anything is possible. What does it mean if we are no greater or less than anyone else? It is an empowering thought indeed, Christ gave us a chance to embody this through His death, how can we help to level the playing field?
* Facts and themes were taken from the following issues of the Mail & Guardian
-March 12-18, 2010 Muzzle Malema, No! & It’s About the Big Picture; pgs 2&3
-March 19-25, 2010 Malema’s Media War; pg 6
-April 9-15, 2010 Idiotocracy; pgs 2-6
After 15 years of ANC (African National Congress) rule South Africa has seen its share of ups and downs. No one in their right mind would have expected the near utopian republic cast in the constitution of this land, but many would argue that they are much further from the rainbow dreams of Mandela and Tutu than they thought they’d be 15 years on. Last year the country elected its 3rd president since the fall of apartheid. After the financial boom years and HIV/AIDS health crisis of the Mbeki administration* a charismatic and populist leader in Jacob Zuma took the stage. At this point last year many South Africans were ready for change, they were ready for a leader to move them once again in the spirit of Mandela, they were ready to put the power back in the hands of the people, to revive the spirit of reconciliation (sound familiar?). What they got was Zuma, while possessing nowhere near the stature of Mandela, he has made strides in a number of areas both Mandela and Mbeki neglected, most importantly the HIV/AIDS crisis, which could wipe out an entire generation in parts of the country if not dealt with swiftly*. And though Zuma’s HIV/AIDS initiatives are by far the most dynamic of the three post-apartheid presidents*, his personal mistakes are costing him dearly. He was involved in a rape scandal prior to being elected, the case was thrown out on a technicality. He also has been cited numerous times for his links to corrupt business practices, and more recently it came to light that he fathered a child out of wedlock, which might prove to be the last straw in many people’s eyes. A supreme moral compass for South Africa he is not, but I give him credit for trying to talk about solutions to the realities of HIV/AIDS, rampant crime, staggering unemployment, and spiraling poverty. I just pray that his words are not empty, for the sake of South Africa’s future.
The people of South Africa are generally a patient people. The things they put up with on a daily basis would make many Americans and other westerners weep or throw tantrums. This is not the easiest place to live in the world and I think the people here appreciate the value of their daily blessings. The majority live outside the realm of excessive comfort and do what they can to live life within their abilities. If you were to say that they don’t show signs of jealousy and envy because they don’t know what it’s like to have more, you would probably be wrong. I know how much many of my friends here long for the dream of owning a big house, nice car, and overseas vacations. They see what the rich minority have and they too want a piece of it. This might explain why South Africa has one of the highest recorded crime rates in the world. Even though most may want these status symbols, they look toward fair ways of attaining them, and a life of crime is not an option for the majority. I believe the same is true here as in most impoverished populations around the world; if given the opportunity to work for a fair wage one will do so. Finding dignity in what one does with their life is a human value that all should have the chance to live out in practice.
Jesus brought dignity back to humanity; it is one of the most important parts of His sacrifice for us. When he hung on the cross he leveled the playing field for us all. Whether a Wall Street banker living on Madison Ave. or an AIDS orphan in rural KwaZulu-Natal, no one holds power over anyone else when it comes to Christ. He is the game changer, the X-factor, if you will, when it comes to justice, compassion, and hope. A massive population starving for a better life, South Africans time after time turn away from the demons of greed, lust, and contempt, and instead to the One who has leveled the playing field, they put their lives in the hands of God. The politicians here could learn something from this, their people get it! Instead of driving his Mercedes Benz to deliver his next divisive speech, ANC Youth League President Julius Malema should think about hopping in a kombi to ride with the people once again*. Instead of allowing the terrible murder of Eugene Terre’Blanche, one of South Africa’s most hateful icons, fan the flames of indifference, the radical right and left should look at the middle. This is where the majority lies, this is where Christ lives. For centuries the name of God has been used to carry out some of the world’s gravest atrocities, its high time we realize where God is found, not as part of anyone’s radical agenda, but instead as the Great Leveler.
The problems faced by my South Africa brothers and sisters are common around much of the world. These are not necessarily new problems, and though born out of the apartheid regime, they, in some ways, have always been around. We give them new names and stories as times change and evolve, but human suffering is inherently born out of sin. Sin which exists through selfishness and greed, connected to us all. Fully sinners and saints, we enter each day with a choice; glorify God or play Satan’s game. When we allow corrupt politicians to abuse power we turn our backs on justice. When we allow thousands of children a day to die from starvation we turn our backs on compassion. When we allow the drum of racism to beat loud and clear we turn our back on love. Christ is the Great Leveler, he has given us the power to embrace justice, compassion, and love, but it is up to us to put His power into action. Love is the most powerful force in the universe, it is the only thing that trumps all else. The majority middle in South Africa know how powerful love is. They know from the lessons of history that it is love, not hate that will win out. Mandela didn’t sit in prison for 27 years plotting the demise of the purveyors of apartheid; instead he learned to love them, to forgive them, to see them as fellow brothers and sisters. I fear for the future of South Africa, not because the dreams of 15 years ago are unattainable, but because the radical voices on the fringes are gaining strength. My hope is that the middle ground will cultivate the future, showing their strength through love and pragmatism. If love is their centerpiece anything is possible. What does it mean if we are no greater or less than anyone else? It is an empowering thought indeed, Christ gave us a chance to embody this through His death, how can we help to level the playing field?
* Facts and themes were taken from the following issues of the Mail & Guardian
-March 12-18, 2010 Muzzle Malema, No! & It’s About the Big Picture; pgs 2&3
-March 19-25, 2010 Malema’s Media War; pg 6
-April 9-15, 2010 Idiotocracy; pgs 2-6
Saturday, April 10, 2010
M.u.d.dy in Maphumulo is Back!!!
After a two month hiatus from my M.u.d.dy in Maphumulo blog I am excited to share once again. I apologize for the giant gap of time between posts, but the last couple of months have been a lesson in great patience in regards to internet access. After a slew of various problems, from power surges to phone lines being cut, it has been frustrating, but something we've just had to deal with. Though our situtaion is not fully rectified I will plan on making my way into Stanger or Durban to add new posts once every few weeks. I hope you enjoy the following post "Hope Rises from the Ashes", my first new entry since February 9th. Please feel free to comment and share with me your thoughts moving forward. Having just wrapped up a soccer tournament focusing on peace and diversity and with the SED HIV/AIDS Launch and a trip to Mozambique on the horizon, I look forward to sharing more in the coming weeks and months. May the Lord bless and keep you during this glorious season of Easter and may we all find ways to seek justice, sow peace, and love in God's light.
Hope Rises from the Ashes
We arrived as the last of their belongings were being pulled from the charred shell that was once their home. Mama Mabaso said she heard it was started by a candle left burning on the bedside table. The only thing that was absolute in this moment was that in a single afternoon the lives for three people in the village of Umphumulo forever changed. It’s difficult to explain the scope of something like this to an American audience that lives in a world of insurance, legalities, and an overall greater pool of wealth. And though I’m by no means trying to minimize the effects of destruction that comes with house fires in the US, or any other type of disaster, the fact of the matter is that the process of rebuilding one’s life is very different here and at times becomes a seemingly impossible task. Before the final flames were extinguished families started to arrive with food, blankets, and clothing to share with those who lost everything. This outpouring of Ubuntu reminds me of the early church and its social dynamics of communal support for one another. This idea is highlighted in Acts 4:32&34-35, “Now the whole group of those who believed were of one heart and soul, and no one claimed private ownership of any possessions, but everything they owned was held in common…There was not a needy person among them, for as many as owned lands or houses sold them and brought the proceeds of what they sold. They laid it at the apostles’ feet, and it was distributed to each as any had need.” I found myself in awe at the site, as if I was witnessing a meeting of the early Christians. Adults were comforting each other, praying and discussing ways to help, children running and playing tag around the clothes line, a few men looking through the charred furniture and household goods to try and salvage pieces of their neighbor’s former life. As I stood by the bedroom window peering into the blackened room of ashes I bowed my head and said a prayer asking for God’s intervention of comfort. It was one of the most heartfelt emotional prayers I have ever offered; I knew that the road ahead would be one of immense struggle for this family. They had spent years saving to buy this beautiful, humble 4 room house perched on top of one of the many hills that dot the landscape of the village. And now, it was gone, with only a few cabinets, a hotplate, and the clothes on their backs they would now contemplate the next step. With no money to pay for an insurance policy (the stunning reality of many black South Africans) they won’t be able to rebuild. Thankfully they have family nearby, who will take them in, indefinitely, which is customary in Zulu culture. If some one loses one’s home, it is the duty of their closest relative to provide them with shelter. Same goes for children who lose their parents, if there are relatives nearby, they must take in, and care for the children. This is why many homes are overflowing in KwaZulu-Natal and much of South Africa. HIV/AIDS, natural disasters, fires, and other life-changing events have created a culture of bearing the burdens of all families together within the community. Although it is a beautiful part of the Ubuntu way of life, all too often the stresses of such a practice can make survival nearly impossible. But, as with everything else here, people find a way, they pick up the pieces, they move on, and they do so with a faith in God that rarely waivers during life’s storms. It is this idea that I cherish most within the Zulu culture and one I hope to bring with me when I leave this land in August. I hope not only to keep it as a principle of which to strive towards, but to put it into daily practice. I think that we, as Americans, get too caught up in the rat-race of our lives. We lose sight of the values instilled in us by our Creator. God has given us all an ability to deal with life’s storms in ways that are both constructive and positive. He has equipped us with a sense of shared responsibility for our fellow brothers and sisters. All too often our busy lives of excess, wealth, and future-based thought processes create a vacuum into which much of reality get sucked away,becoming a foreign understanding. We’ve are in bondage to a life of coffee runs, meetings, school activities, business trips, TV programming, internet addiction (come live in South Africa if you want to kick that habit), and texting mayhem. We’ve become alien to the very existence God has created for us. Now I’m not suggesting a Starbucks boycott, severing ties with clients, nixing the school play, and throwing out the TV and computer, but I am suggesting that we begin to look closer at the lives we lead. Are we really living our daily lives walking in the light of Christ? Do we find God’s purpose in our daily actions and interactions with His creation? When is the last time you skipped American Idol to teach a child to sing? When was the last time you bought a cup of coffee for the homeless man on the corner instead of a double espresso latte for yourself? When was the last time you helped out your neighbor in their time of need? I ask these questions not because I’m some saint who has been engaging in such a life myself, I’m asking because quite the opposite is true. Before coming to South Africa I never honestly connected with the selfless side of my being. Sure I helped with my church’s Creation Care Team, pitched in with Sunday school, and raised money walking in the annual Minnesota HIV/AIDS Walk, but these are all things that fall under the “sometimes Christ-like” category. I’m not talking about being guilted into a life of service, I believe this only results in empty actions, not faith-based ones. What I am trying to say is that we need to look deeper into scripture to search for our inspiration and be true to God's purpose in our daily lives. No one has all the answers; no magic key exists to unlock Christ’s teachings to better our lives, sorry Joel Osteen. Instead this is the work of the Holy Spirit alive in us combined with an internal motivation to allow Her to work through us. Luther was a role model in his dissection and questioning of scripture, his formulation of faith, and his understanding of Grace. We need to take Luther’s lead and let go of rigid preconceptions of what the Word means, instead allowing the living, breathing Word to speak to us and inspire us in our daily lives. Living “sometimes Christ-like” is a great start to living Christ-like consistently. It’s an enriching experience witnessing Ubuntu first hand. Seeing all of those families in my village who reached out immediately during their neighbors’ time of need was a lesson to us all. There was no email sent to them entitled “We’ll try and think of something” or a phone message left saying “I’ll check to see what I can do and get back to you”. No, they simply dropped what they were doing and pitched in. Times of great struggle often happen under the worst circumstances and to the most forgotten among us. The recent earthquakes in Haiti and Chile are fresh reminders of this fact. I am always amazed and touched by the outpouring of support from people all over the world during these times. These acts of kindness give us all hope that no matter what flames engulf our lives, we can and we will rise from the ashes. We need to see the needs of our brothers and sisters both in a global context and in our own back yards. How can we, as Christians, apply this mentality to our daily lives? Why does it take a global catastrophe to spawn such a response? Where was the outpouring of global support for Haiti during decades of decay and despair? Why do we decide to stop the bickering, withdraw our motives, put down our weapons, and extend our hands only in these times? And why does it sometimes seem easier for us to send help and money to the rural village in Africa, Asia, or South America while ignoring those in need in our own communities? These questions will continue to haunt humanity until we can find a way to really become one with God’s dream. But that dream has already been cast in an understanding that our collective good will outweigh the bad, that our faith in God and each other can surpass anything, and by keeping the love of Christ in our hearts we will ultimately walk the paths of justice and compassion. It will take time to get to this point of interconnected understanding, but it can start with you, me, us. Take some time observing your community’s needs in the coming days and weeks. Once you have a better understanding of those needs, make a plan to engage yourself. Only if it is one day of volunteering at a soup kitchen, tutoring a child, donating clothes, or walking for a cause; it is one step closer to realizing God’s dream. Imagine what your community would look like if each person took one day to engage themselves in this way. What a difference it could make, how many lives could be positively transformed? Much like the communities of rural KwaZulu-Natal we all are called to bare the burdens in each others’ lives; it is the meaning of the cross of Christ. As we experience the glory of Easter born from the reflective season of Lent consider what you can do in your community to help its own transformation into new life. What blankets, food, and clothing will you bring to comfort those in need? How can we help others rise from the ashes and give them hope? Lets truly become Easter people and fulfill God’s will!
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