Archive for March, 2008

the blowout

It has been a big adjustment moving to a city where everyone gets around mainly by bike or on foot. It’s a good change for us, really, since we can definitely use the exercise! But sometimes it’s challenging with an infant. So far, we’ve been able to time our travels around the city around his feedings and he really enjoys going around in his carrier or stroller and looking at all the street life. Yesterday, though, we had to be out all afternoon for staff orientation and we had quite the experience.

While we were eating lunch, Aidan started screaming. After five minutes he finally calmed down and I was able to finish my lunch. But as I was sitting there, I noticed that he felt wet. Soon, I could smell that all-too-familiar scent that means it’s time for a new diaper! So I began to search the building for a place to change him. Down a super narrow, spiral staircase in a dark basement, I found a clear surface. I started taking off his clothes and was absolutely shocked to find that there was not a clean spot on his body, except for his head. I mean seriously, there was not an area of his body that was not covered in poop-arms, legs, feet, and everything in between. Somehow it exploded out of his diaper and destroyed everything in its path. It would have been easier to clean him off with a garden hose, but Chris and I did our best to do the job with what we had left from our day out: 3 wet wipes and some toilet paper. We had to throw away his shirt (a nice white onesy); it was that bad. When we were finished he looked clean but smelled awful. We had to sit through a few more lectures before we could get him home and give him a bath. It was a little stressful for us, but Aidan seemed pretty pleased with himself!

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linking the week

Kind of a short one this week…a lot going on.

Islam and a protest in Amsterdam.

N.T. Wright on Heaven is not our Home. There are some good thoughts on mission in this article.

God and man in China.

Reverse radicalism.

The pope baptizes a Muslim convert.

Voting in Zimbabwe starts today.

Budget traveling in Europe may make a comeback. Wishful thinking?

Jesus for President book review.

Some interesting facts/figures about Amsterdam.

Amsterdam wikipedia page. A general overview of the city.

easter weekend

We had a great weekend. Easter is one of my favorite holidays. Sometimes I think we focus so much on the cross that the significance of the resurrection gets overlooked. But at least one day a year everybody is preaching about Christ being alive!

On Sunday we went to church with some Dutch friends that we met while we working in Tanzania. They are wonderful people, and they really showed us some amazing hospitality! It was great to see them again and catch up. It’s amazing how God works; when we were getting to know them in Tanzania we had no idea that we would be moving to the city they live in!

The church service was structured a little differently because of Easter; but it was still interesting to observe a Dutch service. After church there was a nice brunch and then we headed back to their house with some other dutchies. The girls took the tram and I had my first experience riding a bike in Amsterdam-in the snow! (It’s been snowing every day for the past few days, and apparently this is very unusual for this time of year. Someone told me today that the weather has been breaking all kinds of historical records; this is the coldest Easter in 40 years. To be honest it’s not really that cold for me, being from the Midwest and all, but I am still very impressed with the Dutch people-they will ride a bike in any kind of weather. It can be pouring down rain/sleet/snow and the streets will still be packed with bicycles. But more on bikes and Dutch culture in another post.) We spent the afternoon talking at their house, and learned a lot about Dutch culture and the Netherlands.

Yesterday we spent the day with our YWAM team leaders and a few other YWAMers. It’s been great to meet some of the people we will be working around/with. YWAM is like any other organization in that it has its strengths and weaknesses. But one aspect of the organization that we love is the diversity; it’s an amazing experience to work with people from such a variety of backgrounds and cultures. YWAM Amsterdam is a great example of this; there are something like 30 different nations represented on the base. Of course, this can be challenging at times-just going to a meeting can be a cross-cultural experience!

The nasty weather has stopped us from exploring too much, but we’ve been trying to get out as much as possible. Public transportation in the city is very well organized, and I think we’re starting to get the hang of it. Most destinations involve at least one bus ride and one tram ride, so we’ve seen a lot from the window of a tram. Staff orientation started today, so it’s going to be a busy week. We’ll try and get a post up soon about what YWAM Amsterdam is involved in and a little bit more about our department.

Here’s a pic of the “historic” snow falling:

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linking the week

Photography: your legal rights. Might come in handy some day.

Ideas to get rid of that nasty cold.

Trinitarian thinking. I love trinitarian theology…

The New Colonialists.

Botnets. Some of the statistics in this article are pretty scary.

“The Speech.”

My favorite pre-easter painting: The Body of the Dead Christ in the Tomb by Hans Holbein.

After lugging 50 lbs. of books halfway around the world, I may give the Kindle a second thought. But at $399 plus the cost of books, it probably won’t be more than a thought!

Gorbachev and Jesus.

China, Tibet, and the Dalai Lama

Can Mugabe lose in Zimbabwe? What will happen if he does?

What a great idea.

A cheating fisherman.

“The music of opportunity”

the christ of the indian road

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The first time I travelled to India, I experienced severe culture shock. Even though I had travelled cross-culturally before, I’d never experienced anything like India. Maybe it was because I am Midwestern white boy, or maybe it was because I was travelling alone, but I found India to be absolutely overwhelming, in every sense of the word. The smells, the crowds, the colors, the culture-India is like no place on earth. But what really surprised me was India’s religion. I don’t think obsession is strong enough a word. Religion pervades every aspect of life in India; it is utterly inseparable from the moments that make up the life of this nation. My time there was limited to a month and a half, so of course my observations were anything but complete. I barely scratched the surface; but it was enough; by the time I left I had fallen in love with India.

But I remember thinking, as I walked the streets of this strange land, that Christianity as I knew and understood it could never work in India. I’m not sure I could articulate it exactly like this at the time, but my impression was that Jesus was a person that India could fall in love with, but as long as He came packaged in our western “Churchianity,” with all its baggage, He could never make it through the front door. This was the start of an important process in my life; the process of trying to understand who Jesus really is, what the gospel is in its essence, and how the person of Christ and this gospel can translate and become established across cultures.

When I returned home I came across a book by E. Stanley Jones called The Christ of the Indian Road.

This book was like a revelation to me; it helped me to understand the difference between the structures and institutions that we build on the truth of Christ, which are often reflections of our culture, and the person of Christ himself; a person that has universal appeal. Since then I’ve read a lot more on this subject, and these days the importance of contextualization in mission is more widely understood than it was when Jones was working and writing. But this book is still one of my favorites. I started to read it again just before we left for Amsterdam, but only made it about halfway through before I ran out of time. So here are some of my favorite quotes from the first half of the book:


I saw that the gospel lies in the person of Jesus, that he himself is the Good News; that my one task was to live and to present him. My task was simplified. (12)

As Boussuet says, “Whenever Christianity has struck out a new path in her journey it has been because of the personality of Jesus has again become living, and a ray form his being has once more illuminated the world.” (19)

A friend of mine was talking to a Brahman gentleman when the Brahman turned to him and said, “I don’t like the Christ of your creeds and the Christ of your churches.” My friend quietly replied, “Then how would you like the Christ of the Indian Road?” The Brahman thought a moment, mentally picturing the Christ of the Indian Road-he saw him dressed in Sadhus’ garments, seated by the wayside with the crowds about him, healing blind men who felt their way to him, putting his hands upon the heads of poor, unclean lepers who fell at his feet, announcing the good tidings of the Kingdom to stricken folks, staggering up a lone hill with a broken heart and dying upon a wayside cross for men, out rising triumphantly and walking on that road again. He suddenly turned to the friend and earnestly said, “I could love and follow the Christ of the Indian Road.” (32)

“Mahatma Gandhi I am very anxious to see Christianity naturalized in India so that it shall no longer be a foreign thing identified with a foreign people and a foreign government, but a part of the national life of India and contributing its power to India’s uplift and redemption. What would you suggest we do to make that possible?” He very gravely and thoughtfully replied, “I would suggest first of all that all of you Christians, missionaries and all begin to live more like Jesus Christ”. He needn’t have said any more - that was quite enough. I knew that looking through his eyes were the three hundred millions of India and speaking through his voice the millions of the East saying to me, a representative of the West itself “If you will come to us in the spirit of your master we will not be able to resist you”.

Again, we are not there to give its people a blocked-off, rigid, ecclesiastical and theological system, saying to them, “Take that in its entirety or nothing.” Jesus is the gospel-he himself is the good news. Men went out in those early days and preached Jesus and the resurrection-a risen Jesus. But just as a stream takes on the coloring of the soil over which it flows, so Christianity in its flowing through the soils of the different racial and national outlooks took on col­oring from them. We have added a good deal to the central message-Jesus. Some of it is worth surviving, for it has come out of reality. Some of it will not stand the shock of transplantation. It is a ’shock to any organism to be transplanted. I have seen a good many star preachers visit the East and have their messages translated. The result has often been disastrous. After the rhetoric and fine periods had been eliminated as untranslatable there was not enough basis of ideas to go over to be reclothed in another language. Some of our ecclesiastical systems built upon a controversy lose meaning when they pass over into a totally different atmosphere. But Jesus is universal. He can stand the shock of transplantation. He appeals to the universal heart. (38-39)

… But standing among the shadows of Western civilization India has seen a figure who has greatly attracted her. She has hesitated in regard to any allegiance to him, for India has thought that if she took one she would have to take both - Christ and Western civilization went together. Now it is dawning upon the mind of India that she can have one without the other - Christ without Western civilization. That revelation is of tremendous significance to them - and to us. “Do you mean to say” said a Hindu lawyer “that you are not here to wipe out our civilization and replace it with your own? Do you mean that your message is Christ without any implications that we must accept Western civilization? I have hated Christianity, but if Christianity is Christ, I do not see how Indians can hate it”. (p17)

If Christ is in this, I do not see how we can be out of it. (58)

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