On the outskirts of Lahore, Pakistan the fields are dotted with smokestacks which mark the brickyards. The workers in these yards are indentured labourers, essentially slaves, whole families of them. The brickyard owners pay them very little so that they have to borrow from these taskmasters and have no hope of repaying their debts. (Remember Egypt and the exodus?) The burden of debt is so great and pay levels are so low that even the little children and old people must work in the baking sun. No time for school, no health care, none of the many provisions that we so take for granted. These are almost all Christian people and they have formed churches in the brickyards. Again the very idea that someone would come from far away to express concern for them brought them great joy!
Throughout the world today the coracle survives as a rugged means of water travel. The vehicle of monks from centuries ago as they carried the good news along the water routes like the River Boyne of Ireland it is a metaphor for our spiritual journeys today. Ready to launch, rugged and ready we set out aboard our own coracle of faith and conversation.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Brickyard Church
On the outskirts of Lahore, Pakistan the fields are dotted with smokestacks which mark the brickyards. The workers in these yards are indentured labourers, essentially slaves, whole families of them. The brickyard owners pay them very little so that they have to borrow from these taskmasters and have no hope of repaying their debts. (Remember Egypt and the exodus?) The burden of debt is so great and pay levels are so low that even the little children and old people must work in the baking sun. No time for school, no health care, none of the many provisions that we so take for granted. These are almost all Christian people and they have formed churches in the brickyards. Again the very idea that someone would come from far away to express concern for them brought them great joy!
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