Going to Africa, you know you will be faced with poverty. Walking around in Nairobi makes me second question my beliefs and ways of thinking. I often find myself excusing, and pushing the issue away, based on already made up thoughts about not giving to beggars. We've heard it before; the money doesn't really go to the people that need it, it will probably end up going to their alcoholized father, and so on and so on. Walking around the other evening I starting to ask myself if these sayings, what I've been convinced about is only something I'm hiding behind. Not having to dig deep into yourself and be radical? Am I just hiding behind what we have already decided about giving to beggars? Why do we always have to be so rational and smart? What would really Jesus do walking around here... looking these kids in the eyes... would he be able to shake is head? Sitting in a car with a little boy hammering on the window makes you face poverty, and your own heart. I find myself trying to convince myself that it is totally okay to be cold and ignoring and that it is even the right thing to do. Sometimes I just wonder if giving all you have to the poor, selling everything you own would ever be an option in todays world. Am I to okay with not having to be radical? Am I to convinced that it won't help that I don't even consider it as an option?
Sinnsykt bra innlegg, det er nøyaktig slike tanker vi bør gjøre oss! I agree with your dad, we should never stop asking questions, and trying to make the world just a little better for those around us. Choices we make might really make a difference for somebody else :) Lykke til! Godingen!! <3
ReplyDeleteJeg savner deg jeg min venn, og tankene dine!!!! Du er nydelig, pass på deg selv og hils jentene:)
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