Paradigm Shift

At the beach this weekend, I randomly read Revolution in World Missions by KP Yohannan.  The book is about sending native missionaries out throughout Asia, where there are over 500,000 people groups that have never heard the gospel of Jesus Christ.  It made me think.  A lot.  And I'm still working through what this should mean for my life personally.  But I wanted to share this passage.  Its incredibly hard for me to wrap my mind around it:

Economist Robert Heilbroner describes the luxeries a typical American family would have to surrender if they lived among the 1 billion hungry people in the Two-Thirds World:

We begin by invading the house of our imaginary American family to strip it of its furniture. Everything goes: beds, chairs, tables,television sets, lamps. We will leave the family with a few old blankets, a kitchen table, a wooden chair. Along with the bureaus go the clothes. Each member of the family may keep in his wardrobe his oldest suit or dress, a shirt or blouse. We will permit a pair of shoes for the head of the family, but none for the wife or children.


We move to the kitchen. The appliances have already been taken out, so we turn to the cupboards...The box of matches may stay, a small bag of flour, some sugar and salt. A few moldy potatoes, already in the garbage can, must be rescued, for they will provide much of tonight's meal. We will leave a handful of onions and a dish of dried beans. All the rest we will take away: the meat, the fresh vegetables, the canned goods, the crackers, the candy.


Now we have stripped the house: the bathroom has been dismantled, the running water shut off, the electric wires taken out. Next we take away the house. The family can move to the toolshed...Communications must go next. No more magazines, newspapers, books -- not that they are missed, since we must take away our family's literacy as well. Instead, in our shantytown we will allow one radio...


Now all government services must go next. No more postmen, no more firemen. There is a school, but it is three miles away and consists of two classrooms...There are, of course, no hospitals or doctors nearby. The nearest clinic is ten miles away and is tended by a midwife. It can be reached by bicycle, provided the family has a bicycle, which is unlikely...


Finally, money. We will allow our family a cash hoard of five dollars. This will prevent our breadwinner from experiencing the tragedy of an Iranian peasant who went blind because he could not raise the $3.94 he mistakenly thought he needed to receive admission to a hospital where he could have been cured (page 40).

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