In early July my friends Jeff and Anna Tabone came to visit me in Kolkata. It was a gift. an absolute gift to have them around for awhile. As we began talking about the possibility of a trip here, and then then as the details began to come together, Jeff and Anna said, "we just want to know what a week in life of Melissa Hayward is like." it was such a gift to invite them into my community, and into life in Kolkata...to open up the realities of questions and contradictions, to lay bare all that runs through my heart and mind (and across my plate) in any given week. Their presence was so life-giving.
I invited them to "guest blog" while they were here, pointing out how their perspective is so different than mine (oh, the view is so different with fresh eyes). Jeff graciously agreed. When i first read this, sitting in the Sari Bari office amidst the chaos and beauty, it brought tears to my eyes.
enjoy! (and thanks so much Jeff)
Throughout the Gospel of Mark we find the repeated
phrase, “The Kingdom of God is…” This
phrase gives us pause. The words beg us
to pay heed to the greater truth that is about to be revealed. It parts the shroud of mystery as it
illuminates our dim vision into a greater insight of the restoring power that
is at work around us. From this phrase Mark
demonstrates that there is a Kingdom, there is a King, and there is a current
restoration taking place as the world adheres to the “kingdom” principles. Slowly and surely this process is happening
and it was my prayer in Kolkata to see it take place. The following is how I’d testify to completing
the phrase “the Kingdom of God is…” from what I witnessed in India.
The
Kingdom of God is…
… Joy – as
seen through women who truly know what freedom is.
… Hospitality –
as the women of Sari Bari welcomed my wife Anna and I to sit with them amidst
their daily labors and join in on small tasks.
… Patience –
as Sari Bari’s main cutter of material, Shibu, graciously showed me how to pin
together saris to prepare them to be sewed.
He and I joked about my slow and fat fingers.
… Rest -
as seen in the 15 minute chai tea breaks where the women had time to sit back
and share life with one another.
… Prayer –
as was beautifully depicted when the Sari Bari women would end their workday
hand in hand over a closing prayer.
… Community
– as seen by the tight relationships among the staff members. It was clearly evident that they hold fast to
one another amidst all that takes place within the chaos of Kolkata.
… Justice
– as seen by all that has happened and that is taking place in Sari Bari and
within their surrounding communities.
… Hope –
as seen in the vision that Sari Bari holds for all that is yet to come.
... Love –
above all, this was written on the faces of the women who worked at Sari Bari.
This list is a small snapshot of how the Kingdom of
God is revealing itself and bringing a restoration to Kolkata through Sari
Bari. It must be noted that all of these
are positive images wherein hope and anticipation for all that is to come is
instilled within the heart of the reader.
However, it was Christ’s resurrection that brought forth the inauguration
of his kingdom. This miracle of
trampling death underfoot was preceded by his suffering and passion. We would
be naïve to believe that the Kingdom of God does not come at a great cost. For the list above we can create one even
longer of the pain, disappointment, and grief that bears its face each day in
the lives of these women. But is this
not the reality of the Kingdom? Is it
not a reality of a “now, but not yet” mentality as we patiently await the world
to be reordered accordingly? Kolkata is
in a simultaneous movement of the suffering and pain of Good Friday, the
disorientation and confusion of Holy Saturday, and the triumphant joy of Resurrection
Sunday. For everywhere we turn we are
faced with glimpses of the Kingdom manifesting itself amidst the day to day
chaos, suffering, and anguish that terrorizes the soul; giving us pause and
hope for all that is and all that is yet to come.
During one day of volunteering, Sari Bari closed early
in order for the staff and workers to travel south to the Mela (a local
carnival/fair). Keep in mind that
Kolkata is an overcrowded place (this being a major understatement), and
traveling as a group of 30 is no easy task especially when it’s via public
transportation. My wife Anna and I may
have quickly gotten lost in the flurry and confusion of travel as we crossed
busy roads, avoided oncoming taxis, autos, and buses, and weaved our way
through crowded sidewalks had it not been for the watchful eyes of the Upendra
and John (who were coordinating the outing).
At different times the Sari Bari women would hold fast to Anna’s arm
with a firm grip so she wouldn’t get lost within the bustle. We packed into a crowded metro car for a 20
minute ride and then somehow all managed to get off together and at the correct
location. As we exited the metro station
I couldn’t help but recognize the growing excitement within the eyes of the
women. Their spirits continued to lift
with each step towards the mela. And why
shouldn’t they? They were on an outing
with their friends and colleagues. Their
joy grew. Amidst the noise and flurry of
activity surrounding me, a calm and peaceful epiphany settled into my thoughts
as I realized that these women know what it means to be truly free. It is a freedom that I’ll never even come
close to grasping as I’ve been saved the bondage that these ladies have faced
at one time or another. Amidst the
schemes and clenched fists of their captors, they have been freed. Whether they were actively acknowledging it
or not at that moment of epiphany on a busy Kolkata street, their lives and
actions eluded to it. Their faces
proclaimed it in that moment. For me, it
was a moment of silent humility, awe, and wonder as the truth rested gently
within my heart that, “The Kingdom of God is… freedom”.
May we all continue to keep our eyes open and hearts
attentive for the continued restoration of the Kingdom of God. From that, may we give faithful witness and
testimony to its transforming power within our lives and within the communities
surrounding us.
1 comment:
I wanna come see your life in India, Mel!
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