…and I’m back. Sorry for not posting in a million years. I’ll be back properly soon I promise! I’ve just been experiencing a lack of things to say and too much uni homework.

I had the opportunity to share my experience of Nepal, which I hadn’t really done yet and now I’m wishing I had done it earlier. So therapeutic.

I’m realising how blessed I’ve been this semester with my course. I was worried that when I came back from Nepal, I would end up separating that experience from my real life. Fortunately for me, God hasn’t let me do that! In one of my design subjects we talked about Advocacy and Design, the Developing World and Design, Sustainability and Design, and the Environment and Design. We also had a class about the lovely Michel Gondry, who I want to be friends with, but that doesn’t really relate to Nepal.

It seemed that in terms of Uni I haven’t really been able to escape these issues. I’ve also written an essay and learnt all about postmodernism, a discourse that I simultaneously am very grateful to, and hate vehemently.

I’ve learnt a lot, I’m a lot more aware of how this ridiculous Western culture that I kind of love and hate works, and now I’m not really sure where I am. I still trust that this course is what I’m meant to be doing for the next year and a half, but that’s all I know. Meshing my Nepal experience and my uni life with my home life is becoming increasingly difficult. And working out that tension between who I am and who most people know me to be is still a process I’m going through.

So messy.

Anyway, I’ll keep you updated. And I mean that. This blog is such a good space for me to process and think. There is something exciting about having a big blank page in front of you where you can write and create anything. Where you’re able to place a tiny fraction of yourself.  I’ll stop myself before I get too Jonathan Safran Foer. But, yes, writing is pretty excellent.


in this city

We talked about faith in church today and about getting into the Word of God. Which got me thinking about Nepal again.

Here are some fun little facts about the church in Nepal:
*There have only been reports of Christians in Nepal from the 1960s.
*By the 1970s there where at least 3000 Christians.
*Until 1990, Christians in Nepal were severely persecuted.
*Today there are somewhere between 500 000 – 1 000 000 Christians.


When I was over there I had the privilege of visiting two Nepali churches. The first was a ‘mega church’, the other was held in a shed with about 4o people attending. One of the sounds I can still recall fairly easily from Nepal is the sound of hundreds of Nepali men and women singing the worship song ‘God of this City’ in their native tongue. It was beautiful and seemed so much more meaningful coming from them. The chorus of this song is:

For greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this City
Greater thing have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this City

Chris Tomlin

Such a powerful song to sing in a city and country that is so effected by poverty. And country where Christians are still being persecuted for their beliefs.In fact the whole bible seems so much more relevant in Developing Nations. We saw some of the stories and parables in the Bible being acted out. Lowering someone through the roof of a home seems so much more plausible when a roof just consists of tin foil, rocks and mud! Context is such an important part of understanding God’s word.

So how does this all relate to the message this morning? I think I was just reflecting on the different emphasis put on the Gospel in the Western World compared to the Developing World. It seems over here we struggle so much to maintain faith, whereas over there it is what they rely on. They rely on God to provide for them and their families. To save them from the poverty that is taking over Nepal. Here we have easy access to everything. And the illusion that we can manage on our own is easily maintained in a world where you can sit at a computer and order anything from food, to furniture. Because we have the tangible stuff covered. The spiritual stuff is easier to ignore or avoid.

It just interesting I guess. That different focus of message. If I didn’t have homework nagging in the back of my brain, I’d probably explore that a little more today.

Aged 8

And it’s Sunday again so it’s time for yet another wonderfully insightful post.

I promise not to rant this time.

I miss this. I miss walking up stairs to the top of buildings and seeing a whole other world. People reading, cooking, eating, doing homework,  doing washing, drying grain. I miss seeing new things. Hearing new sounds. Learning new words. It makes me think of this quote from Kurt Vonnegut’s Cat’s Cradle.

Ladies and Gentlemen. I stand before you today because I never stopped dawdling like an eight year old on a spring morning on his way to school. Anything can make me stop and look and wonder, and sometimes learn. I am a very happy man. Thank you.

It’s so easy to do this, to be amazed in a country or place so different from your own. I remember some Nepalese men and women laughing at a few of us on my trip who were fascinated by what turned out to be goat feed.

I miss feeling like that here, like an eight year old. Everything here is same old same old at the moment.

I don’t know what this post is about really. I was just flicking through some photos and then this happened. Maybe this is just something I need to be thinking about this week. Maybe you can think about it too. Hopefully this post isn’t completely useless. Ha.