What to write… what to write.
So Tanny has been staying at my house this past week and I really just feel so blessed to have her live with my mom and I. Just the way she is and the way she treats people makes me examine myself and how I treat people. Everything she does is just done with such a humble gentleness. Perhaps it’s the Thai way, but Tanny is just so considerate and acts like a doting sister to me. She only has a younger brother so this week has been a lot of fun for both of us I think. For her, being able to share time and almost have another sister to be around and paint nails, go shopping, and pick out outfits for the weekend. Her favorite color is PINK! So my toenails are now a shade of bright pink, we went to a housewarming party at some friend’s place and we wore matching outfits pretty much, with as you can guess a PINK top. It’s been kinda funny. If any of my friends wanted me to wear matching outfits with them I would definitely say NO, but since Tanny’s so adorable and always says she wants me to dress more “girly” I let her make me feel nauseatingly cute this week. haha i’m just kidding. It’s not that bad. She always makes sure I have everything I need when I go to work, that I eat well, and she even cooks lunches for me so that I won’t have to go out and buy something. She says she enjoys cooking and will wake up when I do in the morning to start making me something and I feel so bad but I can’t make her go back to bed because she just continues sifting through our refrigerator for ingredients to make a new dish. I am so thankful for her. Did I mention she writes me a little note and puts it in my lunches? A note emphasizing that she believes in me and makes sure I am fed and having a good day at work. She even writes me emails during the day when I’m at work asking how things are going. It is the sweetest thing. I am definitely going to be sad when she leaves tomorrow. =(
I did want to mention though something I felt a bit discouraged by. My family had given me some crap about it in the beginning when Tanny was just coming to live at my house and I really just felt like it was something I could not turn away a friend from. I mean it’s true I have not known her long, but I didn’t think I was necessarily doing anything stupid and being absolutely naive about trusting in someone so easily. I mean I don’t think I have THAT bad of a sense of perception that I would trust anyone blindly. But just the fact that I had to defend myself when I felt like I was helping someone in need, really discouraged me. Is this not what it is about? I mean perhaps my family does not understand where I am coming from and my sister did share the other perspective with me, telling me how inconsiderate I was being for springing this on my mom, even though I asked her permission before but without any warning, and really forcing her to be put in an uncomfortable situation for a week with someone she does not even know and does not trust since I don’t know them well either. And I see the selfishness in myself by doing that as well, that I am just thinking about my friend only and not taking into account the feelings of my family, forcing them to put up with my actions and affect their lives for the week. However, despite that, how can I say no when I know that God has blessed me with such provisions and I have been privileged to live where I live so comfortably. My house is available and is large enough to definitely accommodate another, and it just would not make me feel right to deny another, especially from someone in need. However, I can understand that from my family’s perspective.
Nevertheless, I was a bit discouraged that more people from church did not offer to open up their homes for Tanny for the remaining weeks she was going to be staying in the US. I mean perhaps her situation is not DIRE and she does have some other people she could stay with, but the people she mentioned made me definitely a bit uncomfortable since I just would not feel safe letting her live with them. On the other hand, maybe I only see what I see and I DON’T know all of the background details and unseen emails that have passed forth from my initial emails to leaders. I guess I was really expecting many arms to be stretched open for her and several homes to be available to her. One family opened up their home to her. Yes, Tanny is not someone that has come to our church long nor developed deep relationships with many of the people there. Yes, she is staying for another month and it is a long amount of time to encroach on the lives of others. But, what are we going to church for then? What is this RELIGION supposedly trying to teach? What is the point of all this praying, learning, missions, what have you? I just could not help thinking like, okay. We are called to help our brothers and sisters in Christ, is this not an opportunity to show a new sister in Christ what this family body truly means in practice? Have we not seen on the mission fields how non-Christians have opened up their homes to absolute strangers and demonstrated hospitality at a level that is unheard of in the US? How quickly do we revert back to the “way we do things” in the US. And that is just such a discouragement. So engrossed are we in our daily SCHEDULES and our ROUTINES that the mere idea of adding someone to the mix of that would disrupt life as we know it. As I thought about it more, what Keeyoung shared during the last small group time really hit home. Call 2 All – Hong Kong conference. One side of the room are all of these pastors, what-have-you (mature Christians) and on the other side are the Chinese people who are from underground churches and don’t have any serious theological training but just have such a hunger for the Word and for more of God that they’re asking for more prayers from the pastoral side and crying out for more. Keeyoung said that one pastor’s heart just broke seeing this scene because the side with the American pastors, they were so consumed with their schedules which was probably lined up with all the other tasks they had to do in the upcoming weeks, while the other side was just seeking for more of God and asking for their prayers and the disconnect was something God was impressing on his heart. It is definitely something the Enemy has sneekily planted into our hearts as we live in this comfortable, all-providing, individualistic society. But once something comes up that could potentially disrupt it in the slightest, are we willing to act, to allow God to work in us and would he be pleased by our actions? It was just something that weighed on my heart this past week as I worried for where Tanny would go. And I know that I should not be making judgements either since I know I have given the blind eye to many people who have needed help in the past and even failed to pray when emails were sent out simply requesting people to lift up those in need. I guess I just had greater expectations.
So I was reading and came across a perfect passage for this topic:
“If anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in him? Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth. This then is how we know that we belong to the truth, and how we set our hearts at rest in his presence whenever our hearts condemn us. For God is greater than our hearts, and he knows everything.”
1 John 3: 17-20
And I love how this verse is written too. The first part of the verse tells us how we should act. But the second part of the verse also shows how God understands. He knows our heart. And even when “our hearts condemn us,” God allows us to set our hearts at rest in Christ’s presence. I love that. His love brings us to repentence. And it is so true. (That is on-going story and another entry.)
But perhaps I don’t know the whole story as I said. Maybe there was more going on behind the scenes. However, I do know that my mom was asking who Tanny would live with. And thankfully the night before Tanny had told me there was a family from our church that had offered up their home for her. Because I told my mom she had someone to stay with and she asked if it was a family from church. And I kinda mumbled yes, but she thought I had said no, while she said, “Oh so she is going to live with someone not from church.” And there was a look on her face that I took to mean, “Look at how ‘good’ your church is that no one would open their home for her.” But then I corrected her and told her no. She is living with someone from church next week. And that made me feel glad.