Showing posts with label Africa. Show all posts
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April 9, 2018

Saints in Full Color





In memory and celebration of the recent anniversary of Martin Luther King Jr's assassination last week, I decided to present two of my (many) favorite saints... one of whom is the patron of African Americans, and the other is a former slave.

Here we go!

St. Martin de Porres


Dates: 1579-1639
Patronage: African Americans, Barbers, Innkeepers, Hairdressers, Racial relations and Social Justice.

St Martin de Porres was a young man of mixed race, born in Peru in 1579. His mother was a African slave, his father a rich Spanish official. His father rejected him from birth because of his dark skin, and for most of his life he lived a destitute life with the poorest of the poor. He experience rejection both from the Spanish and from Africans, because he was neither black enough or white enough.

When he was 12, he was apprenticed to a barber-surgeon, who taught him both how to cut hair and how to preform minor surgery and other health care.

Soon after, he applied to the Dominican order as a lay helper, feeling that he wasn't worthy to become a full brother.

After nine years, he was accepted as a fully vowed lay brother, even though Peruvian law didn't allow mixed race man to take monastic vows. As a brother, he quickly became the head monk over the infirmary.

He often got himself in trouble with his superiors for treating people who were poor or of darker skin.

As the supply man for both the monastery and the chapel, he regularly ordered extra supplies to give out to the poor, becoming know as someone who would give out anything with reckless abandon.
Word went out on the streets that Brother Martin would give out "Blankets, candles, medicine, shirts, candy, miracles or prayers!"

His compassion extended even to the animals, where he permanently angered the cook by sheltering the mice and rats, saying that they were hungry too. His Abbot finally gave up and provided him with shelter for a motley assortment of stray cats and dogs.

Once, when he monastery was suffering financially, he offered to be sold as a slave to provide income for his brothers, saying, "I am only a poor little brown brother. I am the property of this order, so sell me!"

He is most famous for saying that all work is sacred, no matter how lowly or menial, and for selflessly serving all people, regardless of gender, race, creed, or wealth.


                                                          St Josephine Bakhita

Date: 1869-1947
Patronage: Sudan


Born in the Sudan, Bakhita was kidnapped by slavers at the age of 7.

She was owned by several slave masters, some of whom were pleasant to her, part of whom were unspeakably cruel.

In 1883, she was sold to the Italian consul, who took her back to Italy when his term ended.

Not long after her arrival, she was sold to a family friend, and became a nanny to his daughter.

When her charge entered confirmation, she too felt draw to the Catholic church, and in 1890, she was baptized and confirmed, taking the name Josephine.

When her family returned to Africa, she refused to go with them, and thanks to the efforts of the Nuns who catechized her, she won the court battle, and her freedom.

In 1893, she entered the convent of St Magdalene of Canossa, professing vows 3 years later.

She became her convent's cook and seamstress, dearly beloved by all her saw her beautiful smile or beheld her happy personality.

She became the de facto guardian of all the children in the town, providing all who needed it with food, clothes, school supplies, hugs, prayers, rosaries and big smiles.

Visitors to the Convent remembered her for her warm, charismatic personality and her sheepish embarrassment towards her struggling Italian.

Her unofficial title among the villagers was the "Little Brown Sister" and the "Black Mother."

March 13, 2018

Red and Yellow, Black and White...

I am a proudly confessional, liturgical, historical, Biblical Lutheran. I sing out of the Lutheran Service Book each Sunday, use Luther's Morning Prayer almost every day, sing A Mighty Fortress with gusto and cross myself obsessively.

I am also a Lutheran in the eyes of people.... that must mean I take liturgically colored gelatin cubes to potlucks, adore tuna noodle casserole (I mean hotdish), drink lots of black coffee, have German ancestors, and, of course, hate change.


Thus, the famous Lutheran joke....

How Many Lutherans Does it Take To Change a Lightbulb?

 
Answer:

CHANGE!?!?!

Or, this alternative answer.....

Enough to create a Light Bulb Committee to address these topics:
1) determine first if they need a new light bulb
2) If they determine they need one.... debate if it is worth the change
3) Research different light bulbs and present their findings to the church council who can make a recommendation for the congregational vote in November.
4) determine if they need a "change the light bulb team" to help turn the ladder while someone holds the bulb.
5) Arrange a service of dedication for the new light bulb
6) propose to the budget committee an estimated yearly cost for keeping the new bulb lit (which will ultimately be cut from the budget in 2012)
7) Find an appropriate Martin Luther quote about light to put on the bulletin the first Sunday of the new bulb so everyone knows what "Luther would have thought about a new light bulb"
8) call the seminary to make sure it is not unconfessional to use a light bulb that may have been made by Baptists.
9) seek out private donors in order to avoid a capital campaign fund to afford a new bulb.
10) Have church split because the largest donor's great-great grandfather donated theoriginal light bulb 50 years ago.


There's just one problem. I am a devoted, happy Lutheran who is mostly of Scotch-Irish and Cherokee background, with maybe four splashes of German and a bit of English. I speak with a drawl, eat fried okra, chicken livers, pecan pie and sweet iced tea. I don't drink coffee. And, most scandalously of all...
I prefer the front of the church, not the back pew.



But, really, let's be honest.
The Garrison Keillor, "Lutfisk, hotdishes, coffee and Jell-o Lutherans".... are dying.
Baptized membership in my denomination, the Lutheran Church Missouri Synod, is down by 2 percent.
Communicant membership is down by 1.5 percent.

None of the American Lutheran denominations are growing.... all of them are either holding steady of shrinking.


But all is not lost.


In 1910, 93% of the world's Christians were in Europe or the Americas.
Only 1.4 percent were in Sub-Saharan Africa.
Now, 23% of the Christians in the world are in Sub-Saharan Africa.

In 1910, 4.5% were in Asia/Pacific.... now it's 13 percent.

Technically, the US still has the most Christians.... followed by Brazil, Mexico, Russia, Philippines, Nigeria, China, Democratic Republic of the Congo, Germany and Ethiopia.

But, counting Christians in China is notoriously hard, and most of the sources I read figured that in all reality, China is probably the country with the most Christians.

Nigeria has twice as many Christians as Germany.
Brazil has twice as many Catholics as Italy.
And....
There are THREE TIMES as many Lutherans in Africa as in the US and Canada combined!

Of the 17 countries with more than a half a million Lutherans....
6 are African,
3 are Asian.

There are three African Churches that have more members individually than the LCMS.... The church in Ethiopia, Madagascar, and Tanzania.

The fast growing Lutheran Church... also one of the fastest growing the in world... is the Mekane Yesus church of Ethiopia.

The other thing it keep in mind is this--
Not only are African Lutherans gaining more converts... the age of marriage is lower, and the number of children per woman is higher.
Acording to this map, most of the countries experiencing the most Lutheran growth have an average of at least 5 children per woman.
And, this list tells us that most Africans are marrying in their early twenties or even late teens.
 It's not a bad church growth policy to think about!

So, no, the typical Lutheran is no longer a German eating hot dishes... or a Swede eating lefse.
It's a Ethiopian eating Injera, or a Malagasy eating romazava.

All together now!

"Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the world,
Red and Yellow, Black and White,
They are precious in His sight,
Jesus loves the little children of the world!"

Besides, the more colors the better!


Bonus clip:

Saints in Full Color

In memory and celebration of the recent anniversary of Martin Luther King Jr's assassination last week, I decided to present two ...