Ignatius

God has been bringing people into my life over the past week that are really challenging my faith and my walk with God. Last week it was Christi Baker and the children's choir from Kenya. This week it's Ignatius. I am in Madison, GA this week doing some training with Source of Light. That's where I met Ignatius. Ignatius is a missionary to India.
Several months ago, a group of Ignatius's relatives got really upset with him. So upset that they beat him and his father up. Hearing Ignatius tell the story with a smile and a chuckle makes it sound like a minor thing, until you ask him what they did. His beating required several stitches in his head, he could not raise his arm above his shoulder, and his knee was bruised. For several weeks he had trouble eating because his jaw was bruised as well. His father, who by the way is 95, suffered significant injuries as well.
What I find amazing is that Ignatius can laugh about this and cannot wait to go back to India! I am really challenged by this. I'm pretty sure my response would be different. I am pretty sure that I would not go back and what's more, I think I would find some spiritual way to justify not going.
My idea of hardship is not having access to the internet or having to drink Chi tea.
I think I have a lot to learn.