I bought my ticket to Myanmar last week and I’ll be away from September 18 – 23.
I have a few people ask me why and I’m very hesitant to say “missions.” I don’t like that word. It has a tendency to sound military and patronizing. And I want nothing of that. I’d rather just tell you that I’ll be there distributing first aid kits, toothbrushes and stationery. Good news isn’t very good when the only focus is the soul and not the physical. There’s nothing “spiritual” about it, yet everything is spiritual.
I was with a Burmese church on Sunday and despite not understanding 90% of what was happening, the remaining 10% resonated deeply in me. I didn’t have to sing along to be a part of it. It was almost like my experience with the Telugu speaking church in Brickfields. It’s not about the singing, but being in a community. They cooked together, ate together and the religious and irreligious participated together without distinction of who was serving who.
This church has no signboard. And I hope they will never have one.