This is kind of a Podge of Hodge and Bits of Tid reflection on Uganda. It has been some time since I did oe of those monthly updates of miscellaneous things of the month. I am doing that approach with this trip. And I am including a number of pictures to give you a flavor of my time there. (Our bungalow where we stayed.)
ONE: Africa is the continent with which I am least familiar and least traveled.
This was only my third trip to Africa. The first being South Africa, the second Ethiopia and now Uganda. I am amazed at my ignorance of this vast continent, its peoples, its history, its tragedies, its beauty, its titanic needs.
Below is the chapel on the grounds of the Ugandan Christian University.
TWO: Suffering!
This word is doing to repeated often throughout this post. For if there was a unifying theme to all my musing and experiences, it was "suffering." This theme is on the front burner of my journey right now, because of the work I am doing in the Spiritual Exercises of Ignatius.
One of the books I read on this trip was, Seek God Everywhere, by Anthony de Mello, a Jesuit who lived and worked in India. de Mello had profound insights about suffering, the suffering of Christ and then inviting his listeners/readers to consider what the imitation of Christ has to say about our own suffering. What does it mean to take up our cross, deny our self, and follow Christ on the road to Calvary? What does this mean as a daily experience?
I found myself being "resistant" to this theme. Well, actually, resistant to the experience!
THREE: Lost luggage!
How wonderfully comic! How deliciously ironic! How trivial a thing... God has a sense of humor. The incompetency of British Airways was used by God as a little object lesson.
I travel a lot and this is the first time I have ever had my luggage lost going to a location. I have had it lost on the way home... but never going. And on the last few trips, my carry on is a computer bag and a briefcase. At the last minute I threw an extra shirt and pair of socks in my computer bag.
And there I was, the last person of our group waiting, waiting, waiting for the carousel to bring out my luggage. And I waited in vain. I was irritated (at first). The next day merely frustrated. The day after that I realized that I wasn't bothered at all. The day after that, the same.
The fourth day into the trip, the luggage arrived at the airport. We had a four hour trip back and forth to get it. I taught all afternoon. And that evening, after supper, I opened my suitcase. And as I looked at it, happy to have it, I also realized that most of the "stuff" I had brought along was pretty superfluous.
I am so typically North American. So much stuff crammed into one suitcase. And I was forced into a downsizing and simplifying. I survived nicely for five days with nothing except for the one set of clothes I had. (My team members may have had a different view of the matter!)
Here was a little object lesson. Even a teeny, tiny bit of suffering called "lost luggage" was an unwelcome gift! How ill-prepared I am for following the suffering, servant Messiah.
FOUR: Suffering as a Way of Life in Uganda
I had a group of 23 students. All of them leaders. More than half of them working in the world of NGOs, working in the areas of relief and development. The others - pastors of churches.
One of their requirements for the course was to write an abbreviated Spiritual Autobiography. EVERY SINGLE STUDENT wrote about experiences of deprivation and suffering that are FAR BEYOND my experiences.
I am not saying this as a guilt producing statement, but the reality is that our North American experience is so far removed from most of the world's experience... and certainly, light years removed from the experiences of much of central Africa.
As a North American, my cultural ethos is to eliminate as much suffering as possible (which is a good thing)... but we/I are suffering avoidant. And when it comes our way, we/I are ill-equipped to deal with it. And if Jesus asks us to embrace His Way of Sacrificial Suffering... we just don't know what to do with that.
FIVE: DAI (Development Associates International)
This was the organization I worked with and for on this trip. They have developed a very high quality graduate education program in Organizational Leadership which has hundreds of students throughout Asia and Africa enrolled. And beyond that, they do even more work in non-formal leadership development, reaching thousands and thousands of leaders.
I was grateful for the invitation to be one of their course facilitators and to have more of a first hand experience of how they work.
I was one of eight facilitators (this picture and the one above), teaching eight courses for a week of intensives. We came from England, Uganda, Egypt and the USA. It was a lot of fun being a part of that team, having stimulating conversations... It was also fun being with a group of people who all have quite a bit of missional experience and a shared commitment to developing leaders. Good iron sharpening iron times. I could tell you stories about each person, but I won't. Just that they are good stories.
SIX: RELATIONAL SPIRITUALITY and the Love of God.
The course I taught was on spiritual formation for Christian leaders. When I teach this, I cover themes like, relational spirituality, the heart of spirituality, the below the water line paradigm, the four mindsets of spiritual formation, transforming friendship with Christ, the incarnational model of Jesus, Lectio Divina, the Daily Examen, spiritual friendship, finding the Presence, Work and Word of Christ, Dallas Willard's V.I.M. paradigm for spirituality, the Wall, the Wilderness experience, and more.
But everything is built around one core premise and that is RELATIONAL SPIRITUALITY. We are created for intimate friendship with God. And we don't have it. So we settle for much less. This course was on "getting back to the heart of Christian spirituality." And the students were fully tracking and the ideas were fully resonating with them. Many of them said this course was transformative of their lives and what they have been looking for, for a long time.
SEVEN: STORIES.
I wish I could tell you some stories of a few people, but I want to safeguard their privacy and their ministry. All week long I heard stories, some amazing stories, some beautiful stories, some stories of deep pain and suffering, and stories of hope. I wish I could tell you a few... but I can't. But they shaped me... these people and their stories... both students and facilitators.. they shaped me.
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So, that's it for now...
Thanks for listening, reading, caring, praying...
Brian K. Rice
Leadership ConneXtions International
www.lci.typepad.com