In the early 1900s, my great-grandmother (Nene) lived in the village and minded her own business as did everybody else. One morning she heard a man calling people to come and hear some ‘good news’. Nene went to see what was happening and saw a white man wearing what looked like a dress with a hood – it was a Catholic priest. He was getting candy from his hood and throwing it on the ground and kids were picking it. Nene decided to monitor what the priest was up to, but could make sense of the whole thing. After a few days she asked the priest for his time as she had some questions for him.
Nene: What is the good news you would like to tell us about?
Priest: The good news is about God and how He loves you.
Nene: Who is God?
Priest: He is the One who created all human beings and nature. You have to worship and serve Him.
Nene: OK. What about the candy you throw – what is that for?
Priest: That is to encourage people to come and listen to the good news.
Nene: So, you think that we do not know that there is someone bigger than us out there? I may not be able to read about Him in the Book you carry, but I know that He exists. I wake up every morning, kneel facing the sun and thank the One who created the sun for giving me another day. In the evening I kneel facing the setting sun, thank that Person again for having seen me through the day and ask for His protection during the night (Just a note: S/he is neutral in Nene’s language). I know there is a Creator of the sun and everything else . You do not need to bribe me with candy just to tell me what I already know!
That was the last time the priest tried spreading the good news in Nene’s neighborhood.