"Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you." – Luke 6:38
I have officially left India and I see it fitting to write a final blog about this place. I would like to tell you all about affection and how I was affected by it.
For those who don't know me, my love language is physical touch. I give love and receive love best through an act of physical touch. A hug, kiss on the cheek, pat on the back, even sitting close to me on a couch. I feel love so much through someone who will go out of their way to physically show me that they care for me. Especially in America where homophobia has tried to wrap its arms around everyone making physical touch nearly impossible.
But that poison hasn’t touched India. And it didn't really strike me until I visited the brothers at the Covenant School of Worship (CSOW) before I left India. Every time I would see the brothers they were always so excited and ready to give me a huge hug and sometimes even a kiss on the cheek. They would then proceed to hold at least one of my hands while they talked to me. Whenever this happened I would be so happy! Because the one thing I don’t have in the States is an open opportunity to love in this way with my brothers in Christ who have done nothing but loved me in their way. An act of physical love is not common in the States.
After church at CSOW, I broke the news to some of the brothers that I was leaving India fo real and I wouldn't be seeing them again. They kept their reactions small but each one was a punch in the gut because I would miss them so much. They would make some pout face, then go in for a big hug, and they would tell me how much they love me. *EMOTIONAL PUNCH* *TEARS*
When I told one of the brothers, Abhi, he got just sad and pulled me down on the couch to sit next to him. But then he proceeded to wrap his arms around me and laid his head on my chest.
This has never happened to me.
He just laid there and was just sad that I was leaving. But he went on to have a conversation with myself and the others who were around me. He was completely oblivious that there were other guys seeing him wrap himself around me. All he was doing was shedding love the way he knows how to shed. Even though I was a physical touch guy I was still taken a back by what Abhi was doing.
Then all of a sudden I felt peace and love flow around me. I felt how Abhi loves others for God. And I realized that I was infected with that awful homophobic poison and I didn’t realize it until I got a full blast of man love. I was a complete hypocrite. Even though I had a taste of my own medicine, God still was shoving more love through me even through that realization.
God showed me purity love. I don’t want to say just ‘pure love.’ It’s purity love. Completely sacrificial, never-ceasing, unashaming, unshaking, true, and very strong love. I am still affected by this affection and I will never let go of it. My Father has now blessed me with the ability to share this purity love. And damnett, I will share it across the nations.
If you missed it, here's a video of my time at the Covenant School of Worship! Oh and it's only 1 minute and 12 seconds long!
Covenant School Of Worship from Hunter Young on Vimeo.
