The dictional defines an enigma as “a person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling or difficult to understand.” Synonyms are: conundrum, paradox, quandary, puzzle, riddle. Sometimes I feel like this word describes my life experience all too well. But this sense is heightened living cross-culturally where I continually feel thrown off balance. Recently we took a trip with a friend to see some waterfalls in the interior of the country. Although our experience did not entail encountering a flash flood, as some from our sister team experienced on another waterfall excursion, it has given me some visual images to juxtapose to some very familiar words I’ve been reading this week. Thus allowing me to create a depiction of how I so often feel; both in cross-cultural living and also in my walk of faith in which I’m constantly surprised by the greatest Enigma of all time, Jesus. I hope you can appreciate the humor and join me in laughing and marveling at life’s ironies.
“The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake.
Even though I walk through the darkest valley,
I fear no evil, for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”
So thankful for the opportunity to experience the beauty of the countryside of Burundi and for the privilege of walking each day with the Shepherd who understands and loves it’s people and me, inviting us to trust the enigma that He is and enjoy the wonder of life He’s given.