A
Seminarian’s Religious Journey to Ghana
Identity
& Difference in Christian Perspectives
By Jennifer McGill
Personal
Reflection
It was a delight to be
selected for the Union-PSCE Ghana Travel Seminar. Finally, my
dream of going to Mother Africa would be realized.
I wanted to see the continent of my heritage, my roots,
if you will. My
desire was to experience the place of my ancestors and learn the
story prior to slavery because the history of African-Americans
began before bondage; some were kings, queens, philosophers,
chiefs, priests, and artisans.
This trip helped clarify
the term “African-American.”
People of African descent living in America have
undergone several name changes over the years—Negro, black,
and presently we are identified as African-Americans.
I must do some research on where this title originated
but that is not my objective in this paper.
The term African-American raises questions because most
African-Americans have not been to Africa nor is the cultural
ancestry known. In
addition to this an African person that obtains American
citizenship can then be called an African-American.
Africans of the continent
do not identify with the African-Americans that have been here
for hundreds of years nor do we identify with their culture and
history. So for a number of people to be identified with a place they
have no immediate connection is not logical. An African person
who has become an American citizen or has been born in America
and know their country of origin can be identified by their
(country of origin) such as an Egyptian-American,
Ghanaian-American, or Ethiopian American.
The country of my ancestry is unknown but I am of African
descent.
After visiting Ghana, I
realize that I am as much an African as I am American.
This was most evident during the Ghanaian church
services. The
length of the services and the spirit of worship reminded me of
my home church in Maryland. Worship and fellowship are of primary importance to the
Ghanaian Christian as well as the African-American Christian. The church is the center of the community and Sunday is
considered “meeting day.”
This is the time to sing, pray, celebrate, and
fellowship.
My passion for dance, art,
and symbols were heightened while there.
My natural body rhythm was very similar to my Ghanaian
sisters. I believe we all were a bit surprised.
Several of them told me that I dance like a Ghanaian.
Wow, that was a real compliment coming from a person
where dance is embedded in the tradition.
But when I thought about dance and rhythm I quickly
realized that we also dance at Wayland Baptist Church in
Baltimore. The
dance is often informal and is a reaction to a song, prayer, or
sermon. It is done
sometimes by an individual or in groups.
The physical embodiment of worship is another (element
shared by Ghanaians and African-Americans.)
(Food – hospitality
– serving)
Being part of a minority
group in America has its blessings and challenges.
Throughout my life I have often been the only
African-American in classes, work environments, and even social
events; and sometimes it gets very lonely.
Opposing stereotypes, racism, and forces to keep me
silent is sometime tiring. Different perspectives, experiences,
and vision are inevitable, but would I be accepted?
Would my views be heard?
These were my concerns when
selected for the trip. In
addition to this, everyone seemed to have a close friend that
was going and I did not. Everyday
I made sure to dialogue and be involved in various
conversations, but sometimes it was difficult for me to share.
As a borderline introvert/extrovert, I often lean to the
introverted character. I
shared my views on an individual basis, to roommates – Kathy,
Dr. Rhee, and others.
There were several issues
that were raised within the group that were not of major concern
to me. When several of my comrades identified the operation of
Ghanaian households as sexist because the woman served her
husband, I was a little shocked and very concerned.
This practice I saw everyday growing up, and when I go
home to visit my mother makes dinner and fixes my dad’s plate
for him.
Their roles are defined and
it works for them. We
were in a cultural where roles were defined and it is embedded
in their culture and tradition.
When the comments of sexism and oppression were made, I
thought to myself, most Ghanaians are not thinking about who is
serving the meal, they are concerned with getting food on the
table. There is an
oppressive economic structure in place that first needs to be
dismantled.
In my opinion there was
harsh judgment placed on the Ghanaian traditions. I was both
surprised and disappointed by the “superior attitudes” of
some of my classmates. “We
could have shown them (Ghanaians) a better way,” was a
statement that bothered me tremendously.
This was the attitude the early missionaries had as they
observed African culture and stopped them from dancing and
drumming.
One of the lecturers at
Trinity encouraged us to “see how things are done here.” He challenged us to witness, observe, and learn.
If there is going to be a change in the social structure
of Ghana it will be birthed out of Ghana.
Sexism and economic oppression are familiar problems seen
in our hometown, Richmond, Virginia.
Theological
Joy Mante’s Wednesday
morning meditation, “Ministry as Empowerment” foretold what
I would see in the days ahead.
His text was 2 Kings 4:1-7, The Widows Oil.
His theme was God has given everyone something to live
life to the full. Elisha
helped the woman to recognize a way out of her debt – she had
oil. As
Elisha got involved, so too must ministers get involved.
We are “instruments of empowerment,” Mante explained.
His theme brings to mind
Ghana’s economic status.
“It is a country full of poor people.”
as Bediako said. The Ghanaian Christians that I spoke with believe that God is
concerned about their economic condition and will assist them in
overcoming it..
As the woman in the text
got involved in changing her circumstances, the Ghanaians also
use what they have to do to survive.
“Hawking” was a means of survival.
It is a sign of the decay of their economic situation and
their tenacity to survive.
Hawking is a survival mechanism.
Creating batik fabric is an art but is also a means of
survival. People,
mostly women, with the ability to cook, set up kitchens on the
roadside to sell fried plantains, fufu, or chicken and rice.
Like the widow in 2
Kings, Ghanaians possess the ability and skill to change
their situation but their problem is systemic.
An economic system is in place that keeps the country
financially deficient. Ghanaians do not set their prices on
export items. They
have little control of their exports revenue.
In the midst of these global problems, many Ghanaians
hold on to their faith in God.
It is their belief and understanding that God provides.
God is central in this
community. This was
reflected in the names of stores such as The Lion of Judah
Barber Shop and The Divine Cleaners.
God is present in the daily lives of people is how I
interpreted such (titles.) “Ghanaians wear their faith on their sleeves and most of
the time the sleeve is down.”
After conversations with
pastors and members, I gather that God is respected and feared.
God’s wrath and punishment were common themes in
worship as well as general conversation. One Sunday, Beth and I rode with Rev. George to visit a
church. People were on the roadside selling their goods. He
said, “It is sin to work on Sunday; Sunday is for rest and
they will be judged for that.”
We did not respond.
In the (economic) of Ghana, I was shocked to hear those
words. Their Sunday
work was a necessity.
God as judge was the
theological stance at the Presbyterian Church of Ghana Church
Revival in Bantama. The
refrain of the first song that Beth and I heard was, “Your
sins will find you out.”
And the entire service seemed to generate guilt and fear
as a means to encourage people to believe in Christ. Christ never shamed people into following him and I find it
problematic that Christians do such a thing.
I think people should be
attracted to the love of God and will realize for themselves
their personal shortcomings to which only God can attend.
The Revival preacher stated that some people are in
spiritual bondage because of the sins of their ancestors.
I guess the preacher had not read Jeremiah 31:29-30,
“In those days they shall say no more, The fathers have eaten
a sour grape, and the children's teeth are set on edge. But every one shall die for his own iniquity: every man
that eateth the sour grape, his teeth shall be set on edge.”
Pastors
and lay people had many responsibilities. Some pastors are
responsible for over 20 congregations.
Being busy doing “God’s business” was the norm –
visiting the sick, etc. All
of those things have their place but I wonder about the quality
of family life and how it survives in such a structure.
I cannot help but question if they feel like they have to
be “busy” so that God will be pleased.
Christology
As I visited the
Evangelical Presbyterian Church and the Presbyterian Church of
Ghana, I listened carefully to understand the identity of Jesus
the Christ in this community.
In the African-American community, Christ is recognized
as “Savior.” He
is identified as the liberator of the oppressed and one that
challenges social ills. Jesus
is the divine co-sufferer, who empowers in circumstances of
oppression. (Grant,
212).
During my stay in Ghana, I
did not get a clear concept of their concept of the Christ.
During the revival in Bantama the text was John 2:1,
Jesus turned the water into wine.
I thought he would share some Christological statements
instead the revivalist warned against using this text to justify
drinking.
Some Christological
statements were given during prayers, and Jesus was referred to
as Mediator and our Brother.
But evidence of his relationship to the Ghanaian
Christian I did not see. Where is the grace of God in this community?
There was little evidence of God’s grace in the
preaching and conversations.
When a Ghanaian is asked how he is doing,
the response is often “By God’s grace, I’m fine.”
This response I interpret
to mean God controls all things and God has looked on me and I
have found favor. Rev.
Frimpong was questioned about God’s grace and judgment, and he
assured Beth and I that his congregation views God in both
perspectives. But
during my visit, I did not hear many references to God’s
grace, what I heard mostly was God described as judge.
While visiting the Presbyterian Church in Suame-Kumasi,
the pastor, Rev. M.O. Nkamsai shared that 176 people (mostly
women) were denied communion because they had not performed a
cultural ceremony, to make the husband’s family a meal.
These members had not
completed this task and therefore their marriages are seen as
unfit resulting in their denial of communion.
This was tragic and one of the most disappointing
statements I heard the entire trip.
It was as if the preacher denied people the free gift of
God. Is it right to
deny the grace of God? “While
we were yet sinners Christ died for us.”
Because this is a cultural matter, how does this
circumstance relate to the church?
When asked, the pastor explained that the people were not
legally married. This still does not justify a preacher denying a parishioner
of communion.
Beth and I were in an
awkward position as it was obvious that we did not agree with
this practice and further questioning would prove futile so we
moved on to another subject.
Pneumatology
The identity and work of
The Holy Spirit were also unclear.
References to the Holy Spirit were made sometimes during
prayers and referred to as the “Spirit that helps us do
right.” During
the Bantama Revival, there was an exorcism.
Women and men were invited to come forward if they wanted
to be made “free” from bondage.
Men that were “trained” in this area laid hands on
them and prayed. There was an interesting dynamic that went on.
They prayed quietly for the men but when praying for the
women they aggressively commanded the demon to come out of them.
Most of the women fell out and rolled around on the
ground. Was this a
sign of release? Or were they praying?
I asked about this and was
told that women are more expressive than men.
But that did not explain the aggression of the men toward
the women and the passivity toward other men.
That was disturbing.
Are women the only ones affected by evil spirits?
It appeared so during that service.
The evil spirits were commanded to “Come out.”
And the Holy Spirit was asked to come in to replace the
evil spirit.
Ecclesiology
The Presbyterian Church in
Ghana is a social entity. It
is the center of community.
The church is the place where relationships are built and
fostered. Visits
during the week, dancing during service, three-hour services,
and long conversations after church maintain relationships.
This concept is similar to the African-American church;
it is as much a social institution as it is a spiritual center.
The church is the place
where black people historically organized for social change like
the civil rights movement.
Many historically black colleges like Virginia Union
University, Spelman, Howard, and Barber-Scotia were initiated by
churches and religious organizations.
Because the church is seen as a social institution, it is
the desire of many Ghanaian church leaders to involve the church
in addressing economic and social conditions. Rev. George Abutiate of the Evangelical Presbyterian Church (Sovie)
asked me to pray for the EP Church and specifically for the
spiritual and economic growth of their church, the poor of the
community, and the upcoming election.
The EP Church at Sovie
addresses these concerns through prayer and helping those in the
community that are in need.
They are currently building a new Primary School.
The community, church, and government have joined to
assist in this project. The government contributes some funds and the church and
community are responsible for the financial balance as well as
the school’s construction.
Women in ministry were an
issue that I discussed with several female seminarians. In the PCG Church the vice moderator said that out of 300
churches 17 of them have female pastors.
That’s a small number that they hope grows in the
coming years. They
made mention of the 4 female students at Trinity Seminary in
Legon. My new
friends shared the difficulties of being female clergy in Ghana
were due to the patriarchal mentality that is embedded in the
culture. It is
difficult for many to conceive of a female pastor.
According to Clara, female
preachers often intimidate men because they think they can’t
“measure up” to a particular spiritual standard.
This results in difficulties for single female preachers
to establish a meaningful relationship with a man.
I have experienced the same problem for what I believe
are similar reasons. I
also learned that the EP Church frowns upon two preachers
marrying. They
believe such a union puts a strain on the marriage because the
husband and wife are in two different locations.
One seminarian was strongly discouraged from marrying her
husband because he was a pastor.
Despite the advisories, she and her husband married seven
months ago.
Historical
Going to Elmina and Cape
Coast Castles was a major highlight of the trip.
What were their names?
What country did they come from?
What were the circumstances that led them to be enslaved? These were my thoughts as I snapped pictures and stood in the
dungeons. I was
numb as we walked the paths of my ancestors.
How could people treat another group of people so
horrifically? I am
still processing this part of the trip.
It was a blessing to have
Clara, a Ghanaian seminarian student, with us.
We walked together silently as the guide led us through
the castle. I am a
daughter of the Diaspora and my “sister” is of the company
that stayed on the continent.
We both have history there.
I asked her what she was thinking and she said, “It’s
so much in me, I can’t share it.”
I understood perfectly.
My immediate reactions came
in the museums of these castles.
As an artist and museum educator, I was concerned about
the preservation of the objects and the castles.
There were no climate controls, objects were not
protected, fluorescent lights beamed on photos. I can go on.
I cried at the state of the museum and I asked the tour
guide about funding, future plans, and preservation practices.
This is the place where I
felt I belonged; this is the place I could offer my expertise.
When I saw the museum, I knew within my soul I will be
back. This is the
place I feel called. It
would be a wonderful fellowship opportunity.
I want to help preserve the history of my people.
I want my children and the ones after me to come here and
see part of our history. The
tour guide looked me in the eyes and said, “You are a
survivor.” A new
since of pride . . . not to be ashamed . . . we survived. Many
did not make it. Some
by choice others died because of health reasons.
Church at the center of Elmina Castle . . .
Social
Ghanaian hospitality is
unmatched. I knew
that our hosts offered their best and I appreciated that
greatly. They wanted to make sure that we ate well and were
comfortable. Tremendous
portions of food were set before us daily and at 120 pounds, it
is quite obvious that I don’t eat much.
I think the focus of food and eating a lot just turned me
off and I lost my appetite.
Mrs. Frimpong was concerned as was Sister Sleina, our
first hostess. I
tried to explain…
I watched Rev. Dorothy and
Rev. Opong care for Grace.
Rev. Dorothy stayed with Grace and Kathy and Rev. Opong
made sure they got to the hospital safely.
This was not only an example of Ghanaian hospitality but
exhibited Christian love.
As an introvert I was
challenged by this trip. To
be part of a group for an extended period of time is a
challenge. I was
glad to get to know Grace, Beth, and Stephanie a little better
as they were my roommates.
I challenged myself to build my own relationships.
The other highlight was
meeting Michael, an aspiring art student.
He desires to attend school in the United States.
He brought his artwork to the house and we chatted about
his work. I helped
him get his portfolio together – made a few suggestions. We
then organized a plan of action.
Jaonna Agbeti, Emmanuel’s daughter, had stopped by, and
she helped us because she is an immigration officer.
It is not easy for a Ghanaian to obtain a visa to the
states even a student.
As I helped him prepare for
a possible stay in the states, I felt again like I was being
active in my call. As
I shared this highlight with the group, someone offered this
insight. Ghana is
not a place where the individual is recognized and for me to
show an interest in his art was very special.
As I helped Michael organize his plans, I realized that
my resources are very limited and I could in no way sponsor him
at the moment. That
was not a good feeling because I want to get him here so he can
pursue his dream.
February 9, 2004 |