I may have mentioned in previous blog posts where I
had read in a local publication that our little township of
Morrisville was beginning to be called “Little
India” because of the large and growing population of folks settling here
from their homes in India. We have many
neighbors of Indian descent. Over the
year that we have been here I have had the great opportunity to learn about
their culture and religious practices through our many interactions and some independent
reading that I have done.
I guess it is a combination of my rich Christian
background, my 100% Italian out-going-ness,
and my people pleasing personality style that drives me to want to go out of my
way to make any individual feel welcome, comfortable and special! I discovered that many of the folks in our
apartment homes do not speak a lot, if any, English and converse amongst
themselves in their native language and wear the traditional Indian attire such
as the women’s Sari drape.
One thing I believe I’ve shared before is that I have
learned to rein in our pooch when we pass during our daily walks. But, I have to say that since we are a
regular sight on the meandering walkways of our community, that we are making
headway. Many of the young parents will
now stop, smile and point out our people loving and very gregarious dog to
their young children. One or two have
even encouraged their cute kids to pet her!
When we were out and about on our afternoon walk
yesterday, we passed a young Indian woman on multiple occasions who was also
out walking around the neighborhood. The
first time we passed she smiled and slightly nodded her head. The second time she said hello and the third
time she stopped and asked if the complex had a swimming pool. I felt bad as I was a little
surprised when she actually stopped to talk to us and completely forgot about
the dog who immediately snuck around me and pressed her wet nose against the
women’s hand!
Well, that gal jumped about a foot as I yanked Mandie
back and apologized! But the young lady
stood her ground and smiled and explained that she was afraid of dogs. We talked for a short while, kept smiling and I
tried to assure her that it was safe around Mandie. Then I gave her directions to the recreation
center and we said our good-byes and continued in our opposite directions. As
we walked away I bent down to Piper’s ear and said: “That was God!”
I felt like that seemingly insignificant interaction was
a move of Papa God in our neighborhood!
We have been praying for doors of opportunity and responded yesterday with
joy at that little crack of an opening into the cultural differences that I
believe have inhibited us from sharing with others in our community. To us it was a similar event as the shaking
that occurred in the house where the disciples had gathered to pray after Peter
and John’s one night prison stand and questioning by the religious leaders of
their city.
Acts 4:31 reports that “When they had prayed, the place where they had assembled was
shaken. And they were all filled with
the Holy Spirit, and they spoke the word of God with boldness.” (MKJV) Most of the commentaries that I checked
agreed with John Gill’s explanation of what the shaking stood for. He stated that the experience was “an emblem of the shaking of the world by
the ministry of the Apostles” (as well as with yours and my ministry to our
worlds today!).”
In my over forty some years as a Christian, I have many
times witnessed my beliefs shake up the atmosphere of the places I’ve worked
in, in our family gatherings and like yesterday, in the neighborhoods we have
lived in… in four cities and three
different states! The buildings may
not have actually shaken, but lives definitely were. I once had a boss that I know was constantly
challenged by my approach to and personal life style as he often times tried to
publically bait me with challenges to my faith.
But through it all, I was always able to keep a smile on my face, a calm
demeanor and a friendly disposition toward him and his complaints.
Have you ever considered how you and your
beliefs shake your daily life and those you interact with on a regular
basis? You know, you don’t have to live
in California to feel an earthquake in your neighborhood, your work or anywhere
in the community in which you live! There
are many scriptures throughout the Old and New Testaments that refer to the
shaking caused by the presence of the Lord. (Check
out Acts 16:24, Psalm 114:7, Psalm 68:8 and Matthew 27:54 to name a few!) The very presence of God in you and me can be
the perpetrator of a life changing shaking in those around you!
So be a real mover and shaker today… for Christ! Live out your Christian walk and let His
love, His peace and His joy shake up a troubled soul. Have a great day. Stay in tune to God’s Word, and keep asking yourself…
Who or What am I expecting to shake up
someone’s life today?”
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