Who needs to know?

26 02 2011

Uggghhh! I’m struggling today. There is something happening in a weekend or two that  had no idea about until yesterday and that totally throws out all my plans. It’s just another example of this frustrating lack of information that I often struggle with her in the church life in Córdoba.

The other week, after being here 18months in Córdoba and in the youth group a year, I found out that fortnightly there is a prayer meeting of all the youth. And I found out the week before last. Admittedly, it may have been mentioned in my first month here – but  have’t heard of it since.

Sometimes this lack of communication is because everyone just knows. And I guess the naturally way to find out doesn’t quite work for me because I’m coming in kind of sideways. Partly Marina assures me that the combined churches just hadn’t pinned down a date until a week ago

But I was really hurt and frustrated about this last piece of news because I’m in a fairly difficult situation now. But it’s more than that, I’m in a cultural clash.

For me, Information is a matter of care. For me, to keep someone informed says a lot of things… it says

  • you are important (you in the inner circle),
  • we want you there’
  • I respect your time (as it needs to be planned).
  • I respect you

And as information for me is matter of care, and I feel uncared for in it’s absence. When information doesn’t reach me, I feel outside the loop, disconnected, unimportant, forgotten, put out and life is difficult to plan.

But this is to read my culture into the culture here at least amongst those in my church. The people around me don’t seem to feel the same way. Preplanning is unnecessary. In the church things happen more or less the same way from year to year and the differences don’t seem to complicate life.

Oh – to learn!!!!!

Faith cloaked in culture

6 01 2009

I’ve just spent Christmas with my family – the first of many ‘lasts’ before I head off. It was also the first on our own after many years at a family Christmas – so we had to work out how to do Christmas on our own and work out what was necessary and what you jettison (because it’s Cairns and really who can be bothered baking in 38C?)


Each of us found ourselves saying ‘it just wont be Christmas without…’


Much of the way I do church, family and events like Christmas is formed by history, tradition… and temperature. Over the next few years I’ll have to do each of these things totally differently (Christmas in winter L, my birthday in summer!)


It’s funny to work out how much of even the ‘Christian’ moments are Faith cloaked in culture. I’m looking forward to experiencing these moments in a new culture – and being reminded of what is common, what is essential. And sharing those with my new ‘family’. Even if I’m freezing cold and surrounded by a language I don’t understand J