tee the continuation of all the ancestors contained within the child? It is an act of love in
his eyes. We may think it morbid, but it is actually the nature of man to desire life after
death and if no one is there to explain the true path God has set for us to achieve it, this
is their feeble attempt to acquire eternal life for themselves.
SWEAT! You bet. Sometimes one has to work with them physically to gain their
respect. In some cultures, the missionary needs to understand why they do not seem
to work at all. It is all part of how one will communicate truth to them in a way they
comprehend. I remember a group of visitors making an observation once about Ye'kwana men.
“They are so lazy! They sleep till noon and then sit around in their hammocks the rest of
the day while the women do all the work!” DUHH…I thought! So would you if you had
been out running through the jungle hunting all night and knew you had to go back out
tonight since you were not able to bring home meat for your family!
TEARS! One needs to know what hurts them. The missionary needs to be with
them in their time of mourning. Sit with them as an old loved one slowly dies or as a
newborn infant fades away. I learned from the Indians that tears are not always visible.
The worse hurts stay inside. The pain is for you alone and cannot be shared, as this would
cheapen it. So, if you do not see tears, that is serious pain!
BLOOD! Sometimes that means literally. I once flew out to town to
donate blood for a dying Indian. No one else with his blood type could be both-
ered. I gave so much blood I nearly passed out. And I gave again in a few days.
I wanted to give more but they would not let me. His father placed his son's