The bundle of goods...a filled lap. |
So I went. I watched and asked lots of questions. Her family members filled her lap with dried fruits and money and blessed her with oil. They lit incense. They took lots of pictures. Her mother-in-law danced. And then...we were done. Off to "baby word boggle" and samosas and chai.
I won the game (English is my only fluent language...so I kinda have an advantage). I got a Buddha idol as a prize...which, sorry, Anshula...went in the trash.
I pray my eyes are open and my heart keeps breaking for baby showers that start with a worship ceremony to a false god, for jewelry and markings that say something about what you give praise to, for money given to "sacred" cows, gurus or temples. I pray I do not get immune. I pray I throw every idol in the trash (literally and metaphorically) and trust God that it's not "god" but it's more than a blob of porcelain...and I am weak. He is strong. And He fills more than our laps. He fills our hearts, our souls, our lives. Oh, let Him fill this building!
I am so glad you took the opportunity to support a friend, learn about the culture and once again be the Bible she and her family are reading. I continue to pray for you as a true warrior for the Kingdom Mandy. Blessings my friend! Mary Wolf
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