The temple stay was a really unique experience. When we first arrived, we met with a lady who told us all of the the rules and guidelines. We had a strict schedule, and right away she explained that we could not show affection to the opposite sex; so Luke and I had to pretend that we weren't married. The men and women had to be separate during meals, and in all public situations. The men slept in one large room on the floor, and the women did the same in a different room. We had to attend a 4am bowing and chanting ceremony and do exercises (like yoga) and basic Taekwondo. After we finished stretching, we all sat with the monk and had tea together. It was a very interesting time.
During tea and visiting, Dad brought up Christ and we had a long discussion about Christianity and Buddhism. The monk explained that he was not religious and belonged to no one. He said that he merely tries to empty himself of all selfish desires and needs. He respects all religions the same, yet does not chose one for his own.
Though during the time, I was tired and sore, and just wanted to sleep, I was grateful that Dad brought this up and that the guys had this discussion with him and the junior monks. There was even a couple of guys who could translate everything for them, so they got to be part of the discussion as well. I'm not sure how else we could have been a real witness. It was a trying experience, and there were definitely mixed feelings from everyone. But I'm glad for the experience in the sense that I stepped into their shoes to better understand where they are coming from. How else can we love and respect and influence those who are lost. My husband has challenged me in this area...and I think I would have had a lot harder time if it weren't for his counsel.
I will stop writing and post more pictures.
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