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Summer of South Asian Ministry

In some ways this summer was my summer for significant South Asian ministry, and in many ways a summer of answered prayers for clarity in my role as a minister to South Asians.

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I directed the 2014 Bangladesh GUP, and here are a few of my reflections: Being the director of this GUP after serving as a staff for the past two years was adramatic change. Suddenly, I was the one people looked to for answers; I was responsible for booking flights, determining program with our hosts and making sure our team raised all their funds. There were aspects that I loved and aspects that I hated.
LOVED
• Working with a new staff team and figuring out how to free them to lead with their strengths and grow in their weaknesses
• Renewing and deepening relationships with BSFB staff and students
• Relying on God in new ways and seeing the ways He would meet me and call me to trust and partner with Him
HATED
• Making tough decisions on behalf of the team and the ways that would affect relationships between the team and myself
• The all-consuming thoughts about the GUP and the loneliness of leadership
• Needing to always be thinking on my feet and making quick changes due to unforeseen variables
But, now as I look back on the experience, I am grateful for the things that our team learned and experienced, how well we partnered with BSFB, and the ways that I grew as a leader. You can read more of my Bangladesh GUP reflections here.

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I also took two Ryerson students with me to the 3rd South Asian InterVarsity Leadership Institute hosted by InterVarsity USA in Boston this August.
To be honest, I was not looking forward to this conference. I believed this would be a deeply enriching experience for the students, but I was tired from the GUP and other summer responsibilities and was sacrificing being part of some significant events in Toronto that week. But, our God is a gracious God. In all the places of need I felt, He met me with abundance. I felt a deep richness of partnership with my colleagues, I was empowered to lead and refueled after a long season of fruitful but tiring work. And I was amazed at what happened for my students. S, a recent graduate, told
me this story on the bus ride home: “I’m a Pastor’s son and have been a Christian my entire life but I NEVER talk about my faith with people. Even when my friends were thinking about becoming a Christian, I wouldn’t talk to them until after they made a decision to follow Christ. I always found talking about my faith awkward. But when we were in Boston sharing our faith with strangers, I realized it’s always awkward when you start but you have to get over it. So I did, and it was amazing!”After S got home, he had started a new job, and within 20 minutes of meeting his
supervisor he shared his faith and asked him to follow Jesus! And N was so excited to reach out to South Asians on our campus. He felt inspired by the ways he can easily build relationships with nonbelieving South Asians and be a witness. Since returning to campus, we have had more South Asians be involved in our ministries than ever before! Praise God!

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Shaped by Acts

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The Acts of the Apostles has been a primary text in shaping ministry at Ryerson, the Bangladesh GUP team and my regional staff team this year. I’ve sat in these familiar texts with students reading them for the first time, translated into Bangla with our sister organization, and using it to shape ministry in the GTA with my colleagues. And with each group of people, I’ve been impacted by the text in new ways. Acts 4 and the prayer for boldness, led GUP participants to boldly rely on God and try new things as they interacted with our Bengali brothers and sisters. During the winter semester, the Ryerson community was captivated by the Acts community, as they wrestled with what it meant to share all things in common and be a welcoming community that continues to have the Lord add to their number daily. While I was in Bangladesh, the Ryerson community continued to gather during the summer, and welcomed students from the OCAD community to study Paul’s missionary journeys. We found ourselves living in the text as we grew close as a community and prayed and sent each other into local and global mission fields. As a regional staff team we’ve spent this fall studying Acts 2 in-depth, and praying and seeking partnership with the Spirit on our campuses.

Finding Home

“Fi, you HAVE to buy it, if you don’t I will not be friends with you…” At the end of our first week in country, Fi and I went on the first of many local adventures in Dhaka. We picked up some tailoring, got some local snacks and went shopping. The early rainy season made the weather unusually cool, a contrast to the “walking in butter” sensation that happened often last year. We stopped in one shop and Fi found an awesome shalwar khameez that was in a plaid pattern that was red, green and yellow, both the kind of outfit I could easily see Fi wear, and one that would bring delight to all who saw her in it, hence my strong admonishment to buy it. Reflecting on this day and our adventure, I realized I knew Fi a lot better than I did on last year’s GUP, and I had a strong sense of peace about being in and engaging in Dhaka; the fear that constantly gripped me last year was gone, I had a better sense of what to expect and could better anticipate situations. When we walked back to Grace House and told the students of our successful adventure, joy abounded in my heart, and I knew, I was home.

When we lead students on GUPs, we teach them about 4 stages of culture shock they will encounter as they adjust to a foreign culture: Honeymoon, Hostility, Humour, and Home. Honeymoon is the first, and occurs in the first few days or week in country, where everything is novel and new and there is a surface level love of all people and situations. As in life, the honeymoon ends and the next stage begins, which is hostility. In the hostility stage, there is recognition of experiencing culture shock, often people feel angry, frustrated, saddened, confused and a plethora of other emotions as they encounter things that once brought them so much joy. The length of this stage varies, some people spend a long time here, while others move into the next stage quickly. The next stage is humour, where things that once would bring up feelings of hostility are actually humourous. This is a difficult stage to gauge, as sometimes people rush to get here and try to find humour in situations that ends up being condemning or criticizing of the host culture (which would indicate one was still firmly in the hostility stage). The true humour stage is when there isn’t a mean spirit within the humour, and more a spirit of acceptance and joy. The last stage is home, where you feel as though the host culture is home. You’re able to see the good and the bad, and with right perspective know how to adapt appropriately to the situations at hand. The thing to note is that often people don’t always move through these stages in a linear way, and may jump back and forth through the stages as different situations arise.

Last year in Bangladesh, I loved the experience I had with the Canadian team. But I personally had a really hard time in Bangladesh. My expectations of how I would be received and perceived were far from the reality of my experience. I spent a few days in the honeymoon stage, and a few weeks in hostility stage, and only toward the end of the trip did I enter into the humour stage. But, I very much left the country never reaching the home stage. I walked away from the GUP last year thinking I would never step foot in the country again, and made efforts to be at peace with my experience. I never would have thought I would go back the following year, let alone direct the next year (more on that story later). I decided to go back once I realized how much this GUP influenced and pushed my students into new places of growth and discipleship, and also with the hope that God wouldn’t leave me unsettled with my experience in Bangladesh and would offer healing and redemption. I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon.

Mirrors

The song that Fiona and I would spend time listening to in our room was Justin Timberlake’s Mirrors. It had become one of my new summer jams, and I was pleased to find out Fiona liked it too, and had it on her phone. On days where we needed to recharge and have a bit of a room dance party, we’d put this song on.

One of the lines repeated in the song is, “It’s like you’re my mirror, my mirror staring back at me”. I found this happened more than once with the students on the GUP. I would hear them vulnerably bear their souls, and name their fears and places where they lacked hope; and couldn’t see the thing that God was doing or was offering them. And so, with boldness and more than a little trepidation, I shared my own stories. The ones that I was nowhere near done processing, and ones that I still questioned God about. Ones that I would more than willingly share, when I felt more resolution about the state they were in. But there I found myself, sharing these unprocessed, unfinished stories and in doing so, did the thing they haven’t always clearly done for me; give hope. The hope that God works in mysterious ways in the midst of our unfinished stories. Sharing these stories of struggle and pain helped me see that 1, they are still not resolved, and 2, God still wants to use those stories, even when they are unfinished. And, the things you don’t want to deal with, and stories you wish were finished, are the very ones that follow you places, and stare back at you, and its up to you how you respond.

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