Journal Entry
December 5th, 2005
Tanzanian Train Ride

It's tough with all the attention to keep humble and care about everyone. It is impossible to be anonymous. And it's tough not to judge people. There are so many deficiencies in the daily life here. Things are inefficient, outdated, broken, and abused. People are late. Things break down and the electricity and water supply are sporadic. Chinua Achebe's mantra "Things Fall Apart" rings in my ears. The health industry is struggling. Life is uncomfortable. People litter.

And then combine all those deficiencies with the infatuation people have for Americans and the sense of smug superiority creeps in.

We see the vulnerable underbelly of Africa now. And when there is exposure or vulnerability or nakedness, it is easy to take advantage of the situation and be selfish, arrogant and abusive. Africa is naked, we have seen her shame - now the question is where to from here?
How do we love her orphans?
How do we care for the HIV positives?
How do we listen and understand?
How do we speak hope?
How do we offer ourselves - without imposing our conditions?
How do we treat this tired sickly hungry naked Jesus?
How can we as priveledged, honored, healthy brothers and sisters reach out a hand and answer some of the prayers whispered tonight?