Today I (Steve) went to church in Uzbekistan. Uzbekistan is
the 79th country I have visited in my life and the 21st
country where I have attended a Catholic service. Going to mass in a foreign
country is kind of fun – the masses are almost identical (you gotta love the
brand management capabilities of the Catholic church), but there are small
differences that are interesting. There are 3 masses here in Tashkent on
Sundays – each in English, Russian and Korean. Yup, no mass in Uzbek language!
I had the wrong schedule, so I ended up at the Russian one – which was really
interesting, since it is almost the same as Ukrainian, so I could follow along.
1 priest, 2 deacons and 10 alter boys – the alter boys basically seemed to be
there to trip over each other. At the sign of peace, everybody grasped each
others hands by pairs. The old lady in front of me smiled and said “Devai!!”
which is both Russian & Ukrainian for “Give me” or “Hand ‘em over!!” so I
gave her my hands & she gave them both a squeeze. Back home we just shake
hands & wish each other peace. Fantastic music – a full blown 24 pipe organ
and voices from angels. The church had been started over 100 years ago, but was
only finished 12 years ago – little things like the Russian Revolution kept
getting in the way of building completion.
Yup, the nuns were from the Missionaries of Charity, the
order started by Saint Theresa in Calcutta.
Last week in Korea (already part of the 79 and also one of
the 33 countries that I worked in, but I had never been to church there) they
gave each other a kind of yoga style “Namaste” greeting with templed finger, a
little bow and a wish for peace. Everything in Korea, including church, is CUTE
– think Kpop, boy bands, sailor moon, little animated animals with HUGE eyes.
At church in South Korea, instead of altar boys, they had these three cute little
girls who would get up during every song (and there were LOTs of songs – seems like
there was a pre-entry hymn before the entry hymn!!) and do a little dance
routine with big arm movements. Not everybody in the congregation sang along,
but EVERYBODY did the arm routine.
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