Following up on my last post about the emergence of the Church in Mongolia, let me share a story from one of the elders from Mongolia who served in Wisconsin, as related by a fellow missionary. The brief story shows the deep wisdom of the Mongolian people, wisdom that the Western world would do well to adopt.
The Mongolian elder, shortly after arriving in this strange land of America, was invited to a dinner appointment in a member’s home. In the middle of the meal, the elder was shocked and troubled about the animal that walked freely into the room. He couldn’t believe that the family simply sat back and tolerated the presence of that animal, which he viewed as a wild pest on the order of rodents, something that should at least have been kicked out of the house. It was difficult for him to accept that Americans treat cats this way.
There is deep wisdom there. I think we need to reconsider our ways. Please don’t assume that I speak from any sort of personal bias, possibly affected by growing up with cats and thinking for years that I had bad hay fever when it turns out I’m allergic to the darling little devils. I actually like cats, but the Mongolians have a point.