A shot of a stained glass window in an Anglican church, in Merricksville, Ontario, Canada, taken on the 1st of September 2006 with a Sony Cybershot DSC-P93 5.1MP
Since I am from a religious diverse background, you may wonder why I don’t really mind Jesus. The main reason is that the message of Jesus is good. Most religions are in themselves good moral values that every human should normally follow. I got married in a church and my wife is an Anglican. What does that say about me?
Personally, hymns make me uncomfortable. I was born in Germany and lived in France before coming over to live in Quebec, Canada. Most of my life, I have been surrounded by catholicism. I went to a secondary school (grades 7 to 11)that was run by an order of catholic brothers, the capucins.
I read the bible. I think I have a lot more of the bible that you would expect from an Indian living amoung Frenchies. It has always been a burden thrust upon myself that I have been a visible minority. Different in skin tone, language, background and thrust into a monochromatic society that didn’t really know what to make of me.
My childhood in Quebec was a lot harder than in France or Germany. Quebec is a lot more homogenous and therefore more racist towards minorities than Strasbourg or Heidelberg. It is funny that a province that never really embraced me, I completely embraced. I find that I consider myself a Quebecer first. Or am I? I speak three languages fluently, read all three. Know a fourth and fifth partially and I am working on my hardest one diligently every day. Most Quebecers speak only one language, French and have great trouble with English.
I would never raise my children in a small town like Quebec City like my parents did. In the later part of my twenties, I moved with my wife to Montreal. I like to say that Montreal is a bitch. After four years in the city, I knew just a handful of people. In my almost three months in Taiwan, I have more friends and acquaintances than I ever had in my four years in Montreal. Montreal is a great city. Culturally diverse and renowned for its nightlife and architecture. I have rarely felt racism in Montreal. But, in hindsight, I never really enjoyed living there.
I know a lot of people in Quebec. Some of them are my dear friends. But with some of them, I had a falling out this year. To me, this falling out is irreparable. I will probably never see these people again. Good riddance. But since this post is about Jesus, I guess I should think about forgiveness. Though I do miss Yves, DSG and Yohan as well as my family, I find that I needed the space and the experience of living abroad. I do not think I will ever go back to Quebec. The province has been a bitch to me. I might return to Canada at some point in my life, but I need some distance in miles or kms as well as in time.
Love each other, just like I have loved you. My paraphrase from the following words of Jesus.
“Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” — Jesus (ca. 5 BCE—33 CE) in the Gospels, Luke 6:31; Luke 10:27 (affirming of Moses)— Matthew 7:12
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A crowd shot with my friend in the middle, taken during the dj set of The Hacker @ Dagobert, on the 22nd of June 2006 in Quebec City, Canada, with a Sony Cybershot DSC-P93 5.1MP
There is this very religious little girl in our school. She loves Jesus. She had managed to make the other kids love Jesus too, buy praying before eating. Once, a teacher had forgotten his key to the classroom. Before he had time to leave and get it, the girl and her “converted” friends tried opening the door by praying.
I asked her if she loved Jesus. She said yes. I said I loved Jesus too. And she was very happy about this, especially when she understood that I was actually married.
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