HOMESICK
(picture taken at local volcano, has nothing to do with story.)I’ve been very homesick lately. don’t get me wrong, it is amazing to be here, the privilege to be among God’s people in the developing world learning, being shaped and dreaming about our next phase of ministry, does not escape me for a moment. The people are amazing and I hope to become more like them in the ways I’m deficient. The thing is…well, there are no black people here. like none. Ok, I’ve seen two, but really there’s none to speak of. No Black American culture, no black music, no SOUL food…none. African- American Gospel music hasn’t even made it here. I’ve come to realize almost everyday of my life for the past 5 years I’ve done ministry with or to Black folk. The ministry of InterVarsity has become very diverse with people of many different cultures (now including Latinos and a growing Asian ministry). I live in a predominantly black and latino neighborhood, so when I come here and find none of the “normality of diversity” of my life…it makes me sick for home.
This is serious. I hate awards shows, never watch them, don’t care about them, but recently I watched the Grammy’s. I loved it, was glued to it, couldn’t get enough…there were black people again, showing off, being awarded, performing. It makes me realize how special it is to have a ministry that is made up of different people, that the US has a gift in its diversity. Not only of black and white but Latino, Asian, immigrants from everywhere. We have the opportunity like no other to show the kingdom of God to the nations. When reconciliation is brought to people who traditionally have been at odds, the aroma of Christ permeates the atmosphere. It has been the air I’ve breathed for years now and I miss it. My commitment to racial reconciliation is renewed, reforged if not for theological reasons as least for personal need. I’m addicted to a diverse crowd, different faces, various hews of color, assorted foods and diverging cultures. It is worth the struggle. For the gospel and for personal gain. The kingdom of God on earth, life abundance now, with each other through the peace only Christ can give.
This is serious. I hate awards shows, never watch them, don’t care about them, but recently I watched the Grammy’s. I loved it, was glued to it, couldn’t get enough…there were black people again, showing off, being awarded, performing. It makes me realize how special it is to have a ministry that is made up of different people, that the US has a gift in its diversity. Not only of black and white but Latino, Asian, immigrants from everywhere. We have the opportunity like no other to show the kingdom of God to the nations. When reconciliation is brought to people who traditionally have been at odds, the aroma of Christ permeates the atmosphere. It has been the air I’ve breathed for years now and I miss it. My commitment to racial reconciliation is renewed, reforged if not for theological reasons as least for personal need. I’m addicted to a diverse crowd, different faces, various hews of color, assorted foods and diverging cultures. It is worth the struggle. For the gospel and for personal gain. The kingdom of God on earth, life abundance now, with each other through the peace only Christ can give.




