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230 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 3, 2018
Jamie Wright and her husband uprooted their three boys from their suburban California existence to become missionaries in Costa Rica for five years.
I come from a family of believers in a staunchly religious culture. I sat quietly in church for many years and listened as ministers and various laypeople flogged the congregation with pleas for money to send missionaries out into “The Mission Field” to “share the good news of salvation” with the unwashed unchurched unbelievers, who generally speaking were brown, black, poor, and live in some other country.
Wright contends that this view of the world as a “mission field” is outdated and must be reformed if not abandoned altogether. I never thought about it until the author pointed it out, but there are only two requirements to become a missionary: (1) A profession that the reason one is entering the mission field is that “God laid it on my heart” (for who can argue with that?), and most critically, (2) the ability to raise (beg) enough money to fund the trip and to support themselves for the duration of their “mission.” According to Wright, anyone can be a missionary. She states unequivocally that if a prospective “missionary” has raised the money to pay for his or her trip, some religious group will send him overseas – even if the prospect is Charles Manson.
After reading this little book, it should be clear that God does not need any more naïve white American Christians (Protestants / Catholics / Mormons / Jehovah's Witnesses) spreading across the globe to impose their own religious indoctrination on others to “save them.”
While “in the Mission Field” in Costa Rica, the author developed a special distaste for the ubiquitous “mission trips” that many mainstream American congregations send out to developing nations, usually during Spring Break in the US. These “mission trips” are generally week-long packaged tours which amount to little more than vacations for the participants, who have either begged enough cash to pay for the trip or have written a check themselves to cover the cost. Their “service” in the “mission field” often amounts to little more than dropping off a few garbage bags of used clothing along with a hearty “Jesus loves you.”
My takeaway: As pointed out by Jamie Wright, the people in developing nations are poor, not ignorant. The missionaries who make a difference and who actually do God's work are those who combine real world skills and knowledge with the ability to communicate and who teach, not preach.
That's the way to make a difference. And I agree with the author that this makes God happy.
It reminds me of a joke: When I was a kid, my parents filled my head with with imaginary beings like the Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus, and the Easter Bunny. Now that I'm older and wiser, I don't fall for that stuff any more, thank God.
You want to make a difference? Remain a believer, but forget missions. Join the Peace Corps instead!
My rating: 7.5/10, finished 9/18/19 (3393).