Lately I’ve had an exceedingly large amount of birthdays going on, ever since my own on the 18th through to today, they have flown thick and fast, with very little time to give enough to each individual. How does one spend time with someone, when two others also deserve all they do on such an auspicious day? It was nice then to be able talk to my brother for a time the other day, in which we chatted the tediously predictable, as well as those things that are a bit more important.
2) Pray more
3) Leave the house, continue praying.
4) Pray that someone would invite you into their home, that they would talk to you, be friendly, interested, but just as importantly, influential to some degree.
5) Accept the invitation to come inside.
6) Eat, no matter what is in front of you, I don’t care if it’s raw squid and rotting onion skin. Be friendly. Be aware of what not to do in their culture.
7) Bless them
8) Tell them about what you believe Christ did for yourself, and everyone else.
This list is not what one should do. Don’t get me wrong here, this is simply what we did. But it does demonstrate who the POP is. She is someone who will talk to you, invite you into their own home, be hospitable to you, let you talk about such a subject manner, seemingly interested. It is someone who is interested in truth. Someone who is reasonably known to be “good” and influential in their own world. These people want to know more about God, more about truth, more about the world, and how to live in it. This is why one is able to talk to them, because they actually want to talk to you. Which, by their very nature, make them the perfect people to talk to. Not only are they seeking God, but they are in a position to tell others about Him long after you’ve gone back to your mochachinos, complaining about some inane political stance, and Saturday night movies. They are someone who will invariably be more accepting of your total failure of being polite in their culture, they will be less likely to argue, but more likely to ask an inordinately large amount of questions which sometime seem odd to you.
So why does this even happen? Why do these people let you in?
I have no idea.
Not without invoking the Sunday-school answer of “it’s Jesus!” but, well yeah, I guess it is somehow.
It clearly involves the Holy Spirit moving in that person, but I have no idea, why that person, and why me.
What I do know is this, that the Prince of Peace has it all goods, that we need not get into fights, as my brother put it, that we can talk to someone, in their own culture, in their own tradition, without leaving in a frothing mess of anger. It is possible.
(The picture below is one that my brother, and his girlfriend, made for my mum for her birthday.)
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