After watching the Last Samurai, a few of us drank some coffee and reflected on the film. One of our conversations revolved around the discipline and depth of the Samurai lifestyle. We talked about our tendency to live shallow lives, lives that only skim the surface of the depths that we’re called for. We talked about the spiritual samurais we’ve met. My wife (whom I love a lot) told us about her Samurai. She’s a seventy eight year old grandma. When we worked at one of the biggest mega-churches in South Africa, she worked in the kitchen and photocopied material for the pastors. Lollie had a weekly mentoring meeting with her Samurai, she never knew she mentored Lollie and too this day won’t know what the word means. The thing about Lollie’s Samurai is that she loves God and has not digressed into the leadership/church maze that so easily tends to lead to idolatry.
The naked eye would see an old lady in a church kitchen a lady cloistered in a dark room good for making photocopies … God sees a jewel. God is still working in an upside down way. We had the Samurai and her husband at our place today, they sat in our couches and we practiced what Eugene Peterson calls “the ministry of small talk.” In the course of our conversation two comments were made, Beat (Lollie’s Samurai) commented how she thanks God for the privilege of being able to take a bath every morning. “You’ll think it stupid, Tom” she said “but some old people can’t bath themselves anymore.” The other comment was made to the effect that our society writes old people off as “not being able to contribute.” That’s sad, because we need Samurais like these two dear people. May we as church grow in our ability to allow these Samurai’s to contribute. Peace out.
“But the Lord said to Samuel, “Don’t judge by a man’s face or height, for this is not the one. I don’t make decisions the way you do! Men judge by outward appearance, but I look at a man’s thoughts and intentions.”