But
it also seems true that the school system here does a poor job of educating students and preparing them for the future.
It seems true that there are bad
roads and a weak medical system, and
a government that does not seem to deal with these things very efficiently.
Doctors, teachers, police officers, and other officials constantly ask for
bribes. People may jeopardize their morals to make money. Walking the streets
at night is not super safe, and you have to be careful about being taken
advantage of in various situations. Cambodians are not bad, and the culture is
rich with beauty and love, but there are some parts of this culture and this
country as a whole that grieve me. It is hard to understand how systemic
development differs from cultural redemption. I guess we need to see cases of
injustice and evil as results of the fallenness of humanity, not the fallenness
of an entire culture.
Recently
the US played Japan in the finals for women’s Olympic football/soccer. Both my
countries played well, and the US ended up winning. I was routing for my
Nadeshiko Japan heroes, but happy for the US ladies as well. What I was not
happy about was the explosion of racism on various social networks from fans
and spectators following this event. I remember the same thing outraging me
after the same teams played each other in last year’s World Cup final. Americans
made numerous vulgar connections between soccer and WWII on facebook, twitter,
and other forums. The comments include racial slurs, making light of painful
memories from history, and reflecting the total ignorance and insensitivity of
the people posting them. Here are a few from twitter:
For
my whole life I have tried not to be angry at a particular country because the
things said and done by a handful of ignorant citizens, or because of one
aspect of the culture that I do not personally resonate with. Events like this
make that struggle more difficult. I have had people make fun of me for being
“one of those Americans” while living in Japan, and I have even had people in
the US pick fights with me about things Japan has done throughout history or in
their culture, as if I had anything to do with it. These things happened at a
Christian high school and a Christian college. There’s something wrong. I know
I have come across as cynical towards America by many of my American friends,
but that doesn’t mean I don’t love Americans. And now, here in Cambodia, I can
see things that I don’t understand in this culture as well. I could easily
become frustrated at officers asking for bribes, but whose fault is it?
On
Sunday, I was walking between church and my grandparent’s house and I saw a
blind woman sitting on the steps of a Buddhist temple, begging for money. It
reminded me of the story in the Bible about Jesus healing a blind man on the
Sabbath. The disciples ask Jesus, “Who sinned? This man or his parents?” I
didn’t wonder about this woman’s sins on Sunday, but I realized that I have
been looking around at the poverty and oppression of this land, seeing
barefooted children selling bracelets on the streets during the school day, and
finding myself wanting to ask Jesus: “Who sinned-- This child skipping school
to work on the streets? His parents who took him out of school, because they
couldn’t afford it? The teachers who charged so many extra fees? The government
who would not pay the teacher a living wage? The series of corrupt governments
and leaders leading up to this fragile one? Or perhaps it is the fault of the
rest of the world, who did nothing when Cambodia was destroyed by genocide, and
continue to do very little for the economically downtrodden of this nation? Is
Cambodian culture a sinful culture because it has these issues? Or is it my own
sin that causes me to view the culture of street children as a problem?”
If
I remember correctly, Jesus turned that question right around on his disciples
and said that the man was not blind because of sin, but so that the work of God
could be revealed in his life, and then proceeded to miraculously heal him.
This sparked all kinds of controversy, because the Pharisees could not believe
that Jesus was God’s son, or that this man had truly been healed, even with clear
evidence. They were so caught up in the issue of sin that they missed the
opportunity to believe in something great. When questioned, the healed blind
man essentially said, “I don’t know if this man was a sinner for healing on the
Sabbath. I don’t know if he was a prophet. I’m not sure where he came from. One
thing I know for sure is: I was blind but
now I see. Dudes, don’t you get it? It’s not about who I am. It’s about the
transformation that came from Jesus! Healing of the blind can only be from God.
If this is a God-thing, then this Jesus guy must be from God as well. It’s that
simple. Just be excited with me!” In the end, who was sinful? In the end, who
was blind?
It's possible I've spoken complete blaspheme in this post, because I'm no expert in the individual/ corporate sin debate or what a blind woman, a soccer game, and a Bible story have to do with each other. But I am trying to be less caught up in blaming people and events and cultures and
countries for the things that make me furious, like a beautiful child being
treated like a slave, or the beautiful game creating an arena for racial slurs.
We live in a world full of sin and suffering and racism and pain. But we also
live in a world where a blind man can be healed, a child can be rescued, and
many countries can exist in peace in one girl’s heart, all through Jesus. I
don’t want to miss out on the healings because I am so busy worrying about the
afflictions.
That's a profound reflection, Marisa... very thoughtful synthesis. I also find it quite complicated to mediate our different cultural/national inputs, while recognizing both the brokenness and the goodness. It can be so overwhelming, but I think you're right in how you weave in HOPE and CHRIST. Not only in the midst of great need but in the everyday, the commonplace, Jesus brings healing. And as you said, its that healing, which brings us hope and renewed vision in the midst of our confusion and pain. We just have to be have the right lenses so that we can see the Kingdom of God coming amidst us...
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for writing this. I really appreciated reading and being challenged by it.
-Bourke