A Sensory Experience
Upon arriving home after a two week adventure in India, I came across a more complete philosophy for why Indians eat with their right hand. The thinking is that one can enjoy the practice of eating when using as many senses as possible. Therefore, not only does the sight and smell and taste enhance the experience, but also the touch and feel of the food.
Well, this makes perfect “sense.” India is a world where all one’s senses collide almost continually, with bursts of vibrant colors, ongoing beeps from auto rickshaws and the smells of the world greeting you at every turn.
And then, there are those eyes you meet, too. The big, deep, dark eyes of the children. There are no eyes like the eyes of an Indian child. Like so many things in India, the eyes there are dense. Genetics, yes, but I have a slightly broader interpretation. Perhaps the darkness suggests they’ve seen too much at such a young age. Perhaps the deepness indicates their stories are already significant and meaningful, full of a lifetime of experiences. Perhaps the hue reflects the richness of their history, their people, their traditions. What struck me day after day, however, was the brightness of these eyes that could light up a room. The sparkle of hope and opportunity that they can literally see because they have a future.
Our global church, and specifically the Arcot Lutheran Church in South India, is making this possible for hundreds and hundreds of children through clean water and food and good education. I was blessed to meet many of them. I was blessed to look into their big, dark eyes and see our God working for the sake of the world.
Thanks be to God.