Alright, I think it’s safe to say that every insect known to mankind has touched down on me: flies, grasshoppers, ticks, locusts, ants, bed bugs, and fleas–just to name a few. I bought this powder today that is supposed to get rid of fleas and bed bugs so I sprinkled just about the entire thing EVERYWHERE–we’ll see if it works.
I forgot where I was…
Two unexpected pastors showed up to stay the night. One was Maasai and the other Samburu; they were both very nice although one was kind of creepy. We talked a lot about their faith and how they got to where they are today. Of course they have very compelling stories, but I can’t help but think that one of them was doing it for show. They also spoke of the challenges they have faced bring Christianity to the Maasai. It is understandably difficult for them to fuse the two very strong traditions together, but I think there may be ways around this.
While Christian Maasai hold onto a small reminder of their culture, be it a bangle on the arm, spear in the gathering room, or, for the elders, a massive hole in their ear, much has been abandoned.
A lot of the Maasai tradition does not fit with Christianity, but some could be maintained if they wanted. For instance, when boys are initiated as warriors, girls will come and “sing” to them and basically offer their “services.” Well, if you’re a Christian Maasai warrior could you refuse the aforementioned “services?” The same with the parts dealing with alcohol… Where I am, they don’t believe Christians can drink, something I don’t necessarily agree with, but to each their own. Even the 18 year old said they could abstain from certain parts of the ceremony if they didn’t agree with them; however, I am led to believe there’s a bit more to it.
This is by no means a fully developed opinion piece and I am sorry to have led you on. Believe when I say that I will post a more comprehensive post on this topic when I return home.