A friend of mine asked me the other day what I thought was the biggest problem with religions in the world (not just Christianity or religion in America). Here is what I said:
Religion exists to help explain the world and our purpose in it. Religions become problematic when instead of offering cohesion to chaos they create their own chaos.
What do you think? Too simplistic? What am I missing?
I was able to put up a couple blog posts during my quick trip to Swaziland, but because of the lack of reliable internet, I couldn’t upload any media files. But rather than going back and "spicing up" the previous posts, I figured I would just throw everything into this new post. So here you go for your multi-sensory enjoyment:
Let’s start with some pictures. Most of these are pretty low quality because they were taken on either my cell phone or the video camera.
Airplane I flew in on
Dome of the church from the backside of the mission
(blurry) Swazi Sunrise
Posing with Janet, a pharmacy volunteer from Eastern Kentucky and one of the youth from the child care program
Two youth from the child care program. The dresses they are wearing were made by a church in Auburn Kentucky.
Several kids who live on the mission.
Mural on the side of one of the child care buildings painted a few months ago by Write on Africa.
A look at the agricultural fields on the mission.
A view of "Execution Rock" from a cafe in Mantenga
A little piece of Kentucky in the Ezulwini Valley.
I could think of a more appealing name for hair product.
A rare rain storm begins to roll in. Even though it was the "wet" season, it hadn’t rained in over a month before this.
While the rain made things green… it also made things pretty muddy.
A look at the village center several hours after the rain. It actually dries out really quick.
This is where the priest on the mission lives. You can see the residual mud from rain storm.
We actually had a second storm come through a few hours later, which I happened to get stuck in.
However, it was worth it to be able to see this rainbow over the mission.
Thanks to seatguru.com I was able to score the best seat in economy – extra leg room because of an access panel.
One of the cool experiences I had this week was attending mass at St. Philips church. It was all in siSwati, and despite a crowd of only about 100 people, the building resonated with the sound of the singing. Here is a brief audio clip I recorded:
You can download the audio only here.
Now let’s get to the videos. Here is some wildlife I fould on my porch. Just so you know this is a small one – I just happened to have my camera handy. Some of these on the mission are twice as large.
Speaking of our porch, one of the great things about taking this trip was I had the opportunity to stay in the duplex where we will be living in July. Here is a video of the house to give you a feel for what our living arrangement will be like:
Finally, I wanted to end with a short panoramic video from the center of the mission. You can’t see many of the important buildings (such as the clinic, high school, hostel, offices, etc.) but you do get a feel for the place.
I am sitting on the couch in what will be our new Swazi residence come July. It is a humble duplex-style place: tile floors, two bedrooms, a small kitchen, and a bathroom with a shower stall. Nothing fancy and maybe 700 square feet (at the most). But, it is comfortable and I already feel at home here. I am scheduled to fly back to the states later today after a bit over a week of working with Cabrini Ministries doing some long-range planning, problem solving and networking. And while it was great to get some work done and to prepare a few things for our move, the most important part of my time has been the feeling.
If nothing else, spending a week at Cabrini, working in the bush of Swaziland, has given me a feel for what to expect. Obviously it is just a glimpse and I am sure there will be many “surprises” in store for us. But, just experiencing these things helps us to plan for the transition. This week I experienced:
While in my current life in the States, I may experience one or two of those things in a year, having them all come at once didn’t bother me. All of the difficulties were overshadowed by the other things I experienced:
We certainly have a lot to learn and the transition is going to be tough; but, after spending a week here I am more confident in our decision than ever before. July will come quick and I am certainly looking forward to it.
I was able to get most of my "firsts" taken care of during our last trip to Swaziland: first time to Africa, first time driving on left side of the road, seeing my first zebra and croc, first time eating impala and warthog, etc. Even still, there have been plenty of new "firsts" for me this trip:
First Black Mamba Sighting – The Black Mamba is the fastest snake and can kill a full grown human in less than hour. Thankfully the one I saw was from the safety of the car and it was a small one. Mambas are the most common snake in Swaziland – luckily they tend to avoid confrontation.
First Swazi Funeral – Unfortunately one of our staff members had his mother pass away this week. We didn’t stay for the whole funeral, but we did attend part of it (similar to visitation/wake in the States). Very humbling.
First time picking Tabasco chilies – Cabrini raises chili peppers that are then sold to Tabasco. On Saturday morning we headed out early with the children at the hostel to help with the harvest.
First siSwati Mass – On Sunday, we went to the traditional service at the mission. It is entirely in siSwati, but was still very meaningful. The dome structure of the church makes for excellent acoustics. The sound of the singing will stick with me for a long time.
First housing contract that included the phrase "Concubines are strictly discouraged." – While it may seem very unusual to us, this is actually an issue in Swaziland where many people still practice polygamy.
First food delivery in the bush – On Tuesday we had some gogos (grandmothers) come asking for assistance. These women could hardly walk, but made it all the way to the mission (probably a 15km trip). We took them back home along with some World Food Program provisions.
First time watching cricket match (on TV) – Not only did I watch, but I actually learned to enjoy it. In case you didn’t know, cricket is a pretty big deal in a large part of the world. This week the ICC World Cup is taking place (it only occurs every 4 years). The Aussie volunteer I was staying with is a huge fan and took the time to explain the basics to me.
First time hanging clothes to dry – Here at Cabrini they have washers, but not dryers. With the heat and dryness here most of the year, clothes dry extremely quickly. Surprisingly, I have never really had to hang dry my clothes until this trip.
First Swazi thunderstorm / power outage – On Tuesday night, after a week of hot dry weather, we had a heck of a storm roll through. We got at least 3 hours of heavy rain and an amazing light show for a good hour. We also lost power. Things are pretty simply here so lack of power is not a big deal – people manage – but it did mean no fans and no water.
The next day I got stuck in an afternoon storm and ended up spending about 45 minutes in the local marketplace. After the rain subsided, there was a beautiful rainbow over the mission.
First time watching Al Jezeera – After Al Jezeera released tapes for Osama Bin Laden in 2001, I had always assumed they were a radical fringe new agency. Not the case at all. Of all the news outlets available here (CNN, FOX, BBC, SKY, etc.), Al Jezeera is the most professional and provides the best "hard" news coverage.
It is early Friday morning here in Swaziland. I am still a bit jetlagged from the trip over here and figured rather than fighting sleep, I would get up and be productive by writing a quick update.
Being back in Swaziland is a unique feeling because even though it is very foreign compared in my daily life in the US (especially here in the bush), it feels very familiar.
My travels over here were thankfully uneventful. My plane got delayed in Nashville, but I had a long layover in DC and it didn’t cause a problem. The flight from DC to Johannesburg (via Dakar) seemed to go by quicker this time, even though we had a backup plane without all the in-flight entertainment systems. I had a reserved a seat with extra leg room, but because of the plane change, it didn’t work out. Luckily, the seat next to me was vacant so I could spread out a bit more.
Once I got to Jo-burg I spent the evening in a guesthouse right near the airport and it worked out great. Unfortunately, even though I had a 13 hour layover, I still was only able to catch a few hours of sleep because of the jetlag and an early morning flight. I was surprised how easy it was to get through customs and airport security in Africa compared to the states. One of the security agents actually got frustrated with me because I was taking off my belt and watch – he insisted I just go on through. The flight from Jo-burg to Manzini was incredibly short (35 minutes in the air) and has me rethinking whether its worth it to drive that last leg when we come in July or if we should just bite the bullet and fly.
When I arrived in Swaziland the customs agent gave me a hard time for bringing in 50 pounds of children’s underwear. They wanted to charge me duty on it, but luckily after I filled out the forms they just waived me through and forgot about the whole thing. I was then met by a nurse who is currently volunteering at Cabrini. Besides just coming into town to pick me up (its a 1.5 hour drive to Manzini and 2 hours to Mbabane), she also had to get her visa renewed. So, we went to one of the government building to see an immigration agent. All I can say is that if you think there is crazy bureaucracy and inefficiencies in American government… you haven’t seen anything. After waiting nearly an hour, the nurse I was with was told she couldn’t have her visa renewed in town, and instead would have to cross the border and return to get it updated.
Because I didn’t want to risk having my luggage go through customs again and because I didn’t want to have more pages in my passport taken up, I asked to be dropped off. Luckily I was able to reconnect with Jon Skinner, one of the guys we met with last trip, and he went out of his way to give me a place to hang out while the nurse crossed the border.
On the way back to St. Phillips we picked up one of the ladies who works in the office and took care of a few errands. Then, on the last stretch of dirt road we ran into Sister Barbara who was heading into town. She is one of the nuns in charge of Cabrini Ministries, and I had actually yet to meet her. Unfortunately she was in a hurry and needed the vehicle we were driving. So, after a few quick greetings, we exchanged the plush SUV we were in for a small truck. Because of space limitations, I ended up riding in the back.
The whole journey from Bowling Green to Cabrini encompassed about 48 hours of travel! Thankfully we had a pretty open schedule when I arrived because jetlag hit me hard. I ended up going about 56 hours straight on less than 4 hours of sleep. The only major thing we had besides a quick orientation was a 2 hour discussion with one of the community elders about the history of Cabrini, Swaziland and local customs. It was very fascinating, but I felt horrible because it was all I could do to not nod off. That night we ate an excellent curry meal and I retired to bed early.
Thursday was my first full day at Cabrini and up until that point I still didn’t have a great idea of what exactly I was doing in Swaziland. It is not because things are disorganized, instead it is that so much is going on, there isn’t always time to explain everything. Turns out my big task here this week is to figure out how we are going to handle the finances of Cabrini once our accountant leaves. Looks like we will have two office workers handling the day-to-day transactions and another professional accountant in Australia who will handle the technical stuff. I will probably end up serving as the liaison and keeping an eye on the big picture – but, we won’t know the specifics until later in the week.
Most of my day on Thursday was actually spent working on an upcoming grant application through Health and Human Services and the Center for Disease Control. Basically we have less than a week to turn around this application for $50,000. The rest of the office staff had a board meeting to attend to, so they left me and the accountant from Australlia to figure out the grant on our own. It was certainly a "baptism by fire" sort of thing as we wrote up a narrative and budget for a program that neither of us fully understand. We will find out today how far off we were. Either was helpful because it forced us to work through many old proposals that gave us a good feel for what was currently going on and for the direction we are trying to expand into.
Today we will heading into the two largest cities (Mbabane and Manzini) to meet with some of our supporters. Should be a good trip. I am looking forward to meeting up with Todd Malone from PACT again. Todd is actually the guy who convinced us to go visit Cabrini and had lots of solid advice on working through our move. Saturday is set aside as more of relaxing day and I am not sure what Sunday has for us. Starting Monday, we will really hit the finances hard and work on a transition plan.
As I am wrapping up this post, I wanted to give you a quick note about communication. Right now I have my swazi cell phone (268 7683 3330), but service has been intermitted. Beth has only been able to reach me on my phone once out of probably 20 attempts and text messages are not going through. I can call out, but it costs me about $1.00 a minute. Also, my plans to limited access to internet have fallen through. The 3G USB modem I have works fine, but I have not been able to get my SIM card approved for data usage. Hopefully that will get worked out soon, but for now I don’t have access to internet. (I am writing this post in advance hoping we find some wireless that I can use and post it).
I will try and keep you posted as things unfold, but realistically, my communication abilities are much more limited than I expected.
Cheers,
-bk
Bowling Green (hometown of newly elected Senator Rand Paul) just passed an ordinance to outlaw smoking in public places (there is an exemption for places like tobacco-centric establishments). The law was passed by a 3-2 vote of the city commission; it had very vocal support from both sides. I found it a bit odd (out of character may be a better word) that it was brought up by Commissioner Slim Nash who, on other occasions, has expressed many libertarian leanings. [Side note: I am generally a pretty liberal guy, but there are a lot of positions Libertarians take that I strongly support.]
The discussion around this local ordinance got me thinking.
I find it interesting when Libertarians complain about the passage of things like smoking bans. Isn’t one of the main arguments of libertarianism that laws should be community specific? I can’t even recall how many times my Libertarian friends have said, "Big government shouldn’t be deciding that, it should be left up to local communities." The idea is that people can move to communities that share their ideals. Now, it seems to me that things like smoking bans are perfect examples of community based legislation enacted through the will of local communities. If a business (like the VFW, who strongly opposed the legislation) doesn’t like the law, they are free to move outside city limits and not be covered by the rules.
Maybe I am missing the point, after all, I am not well read on the works of people like Ron Paul or Ayn Rand, but isn’t this a case of Libertarianism in action. I can understand Libertarians opposing the law while it is up for discussion, but once it passes isn’t it a great example of community based legislation?
For the record, I have mixed feelings on the law, but wanted to post a few thoughts.
The following quotes are from Martin Luther King’s book Where do we go from here? It contains his honest assessment of where the world was in the late 1960s and what it would take to get things on the right track. It is a book that cannot be reduced to sound bites and must be read cover to cover to be appreciated. But, until you have the time do that, let these quotes challenge you.
Concerning worldwide brotherhood:
One of the great liabilities of history is that all too many people fail to remain awake through great periods of social change. Every society has its protectors of the status quo and its fraternities of the indifferent who are notorious for sleeping through revolutions. But today our very survival depends on our ability to stay awake, to adjust to new ideas, to remain vigilant and to face the challenge of change. The large house in which we live demands that we transform this worldwide neighborhood into a worldwide brotherhood. Together we must learn to live together as brothers or together we will be forced to perish as fools.
Concerning the image of God:
Deeply woven into the fiber of our religious tradition is the conviction that men are made in the image of God, and that they are souls of infinite metaphysical value. If we accept this as a profound moral fact, we cannot be content to see men hungry, to see men victimized with ill-health, when we have the means to help them. In the final analysis, the rich must not ignore the poor because both rich and poor are tied together. They entered the same mysterious gateway of human birth, into the same adventure of life.
The following statement was issued by Lindsey Davis, the Bishop of the Kentucky United Methodist Conference. Bishop Davis provides a well reasoned response to the issue of immigration in this nation and I felt it deserved a reading far beyond just Kentucky Methodists. It is reposted with permission.
A Pastoral Letter from Bishop Davis
My grandson is six years old and a kindergarten student at Veterans Park Elementary in Lexington. Veterans Park is a Chinese Language Immersion school. So he is learning a second language while he is also learning to read and write English. Such is the world in which we live. We live in a nation that is very diverse and rapidly changing.
Immigrants are a part of our current reality. They make up 15% of the work force in our nation, and it is estimated that a third of these persons are undocumented. They work jobs many others don’t want, sometimes two and three jobs at a time. They do it on the cheap so that their children will have a better life. They use services like hospitals and schools. They also pay taxes which contribute to those public services.
Like most issues, immigration is complex. If there were simple solutions, our nation would have employed them by now. Sure, it would be great if everyone were here legally. It would be helpful if our borders were secure. It would be wonderful if our immigration service was not a disaster. It would be great if other nations had economies robust enough to support their citizens so that leaving home was not so attractive. Public policy has to deal with how things are, not always how things ought to be. Immigration legislation in Frankfort is currently being considered, and I have some deep concerns about what direction these efforts will take.
I certainly don’t claim to be an expert on immigration issues. But here are a few things I do know.
1. We have many immigrants in our United Methodist Churches. Some are documented and some are not. They love the Lord and they love our church. They are my people and I will stand for them and with them during these current debates.
2. Scripture is very clear. We are to treat with love, care and generosity those who are strangers and sojourners among us. I take this biblical mandate very seriously. It would be a mistake for our state to criminalize the ministry of churches which feed the hungry, clothe the naked and reach out to the poor.
3. Immigration reform is needed but on a federal level. Individual attempts by states will, in my opinion, not be helpful. In fact, it will be very costly.
On our website you can find several source documents which will help you understand some of the complexities of this issue. Let us all be in prayer for our legislative leaders. They have a difficult job and are in need of our prayerful support and encouragement in these days to come. And, as we consider these issues, may our speech and actions take place “as if we were in the immediate presence of God.”
Here are resources pertaining to our stance on immigration issues:
United Methodist Book of Resolutions 2008 – Statement on Immigration
United Methodist Church Council of Bishops – Statement on the U.S. Immigration Situation
Kentucky Council of Churches – Immigration Reform Statement
A few months ago Beth and I got the newest model of the Amazon Kindle. We decided to go ahead with our purchase right when the model was coming out, so I had to wait a couple weeks for delivery. That wait gave me plenty of time to read the reviews and write-ups on the internet about this newest e-reader. Since there really is a plethora of full reviews out there on the interwebs, I decided to forgo a true assessment and list a few reasons why the Kindle is right for me.
Generally it drives me crazy when people write posts about not writing posts. Usually they are either apologizing for not writing, or promising more to come. I just don’t get that.
But… that being said… I want to comment on my decrease in blogging.
Sure, I could complain that I have been too busy. I could admit I have been too lazy. It could be the fact that in preparing for our move I have had less time to think about blog-worthy subjects.
But, the truth of the matter is that I have found another outlet. A couple years ago I noticed the rise of my blogging coincided with graduating seminary and ending my tenure as pastor. Basically I took up blogging because I had lost my other outlets for writing and processing big ideas: sermon writing and papers for seminary.
Now that I have returned as the pastor of Stevenson’s Chapel in Russellville, I am once again writing 8-10 pages a week for a typical sermon. This has not only taken up my time, it has also been my release for thinking through big picture ideas.
If you are missing your fix of Ben’s writing (HA! Who am I kidding?), you can read my sermons online.
