A good friend of mine in AZ sent this note to me written by her son, a sophomore in college. I edited the personal things out so I could share it with everyone. I think it is point on for us all. I hope it keeps you thinking, as it has for me. And If you are like me, you’ll be singing :
I am sending you all a picture of Rafiki for inspiration. Yes, the freaky monkey from the Lion King. I have been thinking a lot about the Lion King lately. In my literature class we were drawing comparisons between the Lion King and the famous play from which it was “stolen”: Hamlet. However, to me there is still just way too much biblical comparison going on here. Today, I have been thinking a ton about this monkey. He is so insane, really. He is senseless. He is wild. But like that Christ figure lion before him (woot woot more C.S. Lewis), he is good.
To me, Rafiki is like the Holy Spirit (or God… they can duke it out later). Usually I feel like He whispers little things into my ears. Maybe sometimes he is yelling like Rafiki, “Asante sana squash banana!” Foreign jibberish, right? Craziness right? But always for good. Whether it is the whispering or the yelling, He is often calling me to do something way out of my comfort zone. That’s what I’m learning these days: for my life to tell a better story, I have to be willing to listen to old Rafiki asking me, “Who arrrrre you?” and yelling, “Asante sana squash banana!” Then, I need to be willing to do it– last week it was taking in a new roomate and talking to a bunch of people I didn’t know… this week it is serving at SD Young Life… something wildly uncomfortable for me, given that I know nobody. But I think it is time for me to live a kinda wild story of deciphering God’s whisperings and embracing those uncomfortable calls that fit into God’s insane plan for the world’s redemption.
I just really dig how Jesus is so counter-nature. Seriously, he is the original indie rockstar. He says “Blessed are the meek.” He says “Give. Be a servant.” Our culture else says “Take. Take. Blessed are the beautiful, the smart, the talented, the rich, etc.” Now it is my turn to give, folks… And not just to look good… but honestly because I would really love to know what “Asante sana squash banana” really means.
Personally, I would also really love a Timon or a Pumba out here in San Diego. But that’s another story…