Truth is, I love scuba diving. Snorkelling is okay, but for me, there’s nothing like Scuba diving.
When I snorkel I float above the underwater world. I observe what’s going on below. Yet, it is always out of my grasp. I am never really a part of it.
When I scuba, I sink down into the world. I become part of it. I swim with the fish. Every metre down reveals the home of a new species. I am accepted as part of their world. Yet, I am still different from the creatures that live there. The air I breath is different. That which sustains me is different from them, and yet I am able to engage with them in their environment. They do not see me as a threat, but they allow me to swim in their world, and as such, a rapport of sorts develops.
When it comes to my own culture, sometimes I tend to snorkel rather than scuba. Maybe you do the same? It’s easy as a Christian to hover above our world, observing it, and never really entering the place where others live. I wonder, if we decided to scuba into our culture, to visit where people live and to join them in their world, we might find that we can enjoy a rapport with our family, friends, neighbours and co-workers that we don’t experience when we just snorkel.
Maybe try scuba this week. Find out where people in your life live and join them in the places they feel most at home.