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Bil je preprosto ekstra trenutek. Že dolgo se nisem tako dobro počutil zaradi dejstva, da sem kristjan. Sprva sem bil prevzet od občutka ponosa … ampak v končni fazi, kaj mi bo. Dosti bolj kot on me je preplavilo zadovoljstvo, da sem na pravem mestu. Prav nič ne pretiravam, če rečem – doma.

Že pot do Vietnama me je zdelala, pa časovni zamik, nad vsem tem pa še številna delovna srečanja. Skratka, dovolj razlogov, da sem si po uradnem delu potovanja po Saigonu in okolici omislil nekaj malega turizma. Lokalci so vztrajali, da moram na jug dežele, na obširno območje delte reke Mekong. Prejel sem sicer točno tisto, kar sem pričakoval: bil sem eden mnogih turistov, ki na pladnju prejemajo različne (več ali manj posrečene) teatralne domislice. Ampak dobro, ta vidik sem preprosto odmislil oz. se z njim povsem spoprijateljil. Za nek določen čas sem bil pač še en v reki mnogih. Verjetno zaradi dejstva, da mi je obisk reke Mekong zvenel povsem privlačno, kot bi vstopil v otroške sanje in sem se ga prav zato tako veselil. Mislim, da imajo nekaj malega s tem opraviti nekateri ameriški filmi, ki sem jih pregledal v otroštvu itd.

Za izlet proti delti smo dobili prijetno ohlajen avtobus, kar je v tistem podnebju izredna dobrina. Zraven pa še mladega vodiča, ki je vidno užival v svojem delu. Program je vseboval rečno barko, vožnjo s čolničem po namakalnih kanalih, pokušine vsega možnega od sadja do mesa, obisk templja, nenazadnje pa tudi številne možnosti pogovora z vodičem, budistom, kot mi je povedal. In ravno on je poskrbel za tisti ekstra trenutek.

Preden smo šli na ogled nekega budističnega templja, nas je želel nekoliko uvesti v budizem. Dobra ideja, sem si rekel. V nekem trenutku nam je postavil vprašanje: Kdo je buda? Nek so-turist na avtobusu je precej hitro odgovoril: bog. Deloval je precej prepričljivo in ponosno. Pri sebi sem se nasmejal in si mislil: Dragi gospod, na žalost je to napačen odgovor. Rečem seveda nič, temveč počakam na odgovor našega vodiča. Takrat je prišla lekcija, ki me je raznežila, da sem si rekel: le kdo ne bi hotel biti kristjan? Potem, ko je vodič v grobem in zelo olikano odgovor opredelil kot napačen, je nadaljeval s svojim razmišljanjem. Ta budist je zame razumel vse, rekoč: buda je samo učitelj, bog je pa resnica; k budu ne moreš moliti, boga pa lahko prosiš; buda ti ne more pomagati, medtem ko je bog odrešenik.

Skratka, biti kristjan je pač zmagovito. Le kdo ne bi hotel biti?

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A Buddhist on Christianity

It was the moment. It’s been a long time since I have felt so good being a Christian. At first, I was feeling proud … but then I was completely overwhelmed by some contentedness with being on the right spot. I wouldn’t exaggerate to say I felt entirely home.

There were many circumstances which made me almost exhausted: the travel to Vietnam, different time zone, numerous meetings. More than enough reasons to plan something more refreshing once the official program in Saigon was over. A tourist visit. The locals insisted I should see the south with a vast delta of the Mekong river. Well, I got exactly what I expected: I was one of many tourists who are being served (usually quite neat) theatrical offers. The only thing that needed to be was not to think about it, that’s all. I accepted the fact that I was one of the many and finally enjoyed it a lot. The reason was probably the fact that Mekong-river-visit sounded extremely attractive as if I returned to the dreams of my childhood. They are indeed linked with the American movies I saw as a kid.

The agency offered us a small bus with air-conditioning. Knowing the climate, it represents an important feature. We also had a young guide who seemed to love his job. We have gone to a boat trip both on the main river and in the tiny canals, we visited several food places and got to taste all kinds of delicacies, went to a temple and lastly, got to talk with our guide, a Buddhist as he told me. He was the reason for the moment.

Before we visited a Buddhist temple, our guide wanted to make an introduction to religion. I thought that was a good idea. There was a moment when the guide asked us: Who is Buddha? A tourist-buddy on our bus responded quite fast: god. He sounded very proud to have said that. I smiled to myself and thought: Dear Sir, unfortunately, this is a wrong answer. Of course, I did not say anything. I was waiting for our guide to comment. What he said was a lesson to all, I suppose. To me, it was way more, up to the point of thinking: Who then wouldn’t want to be a Christian? Who wouldn’t want to come home? The guide commented on the answer as wrong, all in a considerate manner, and then continued. Well, this Buddhist said it all: Buddha is only a teacher, but God is the truth. One cannot pray to Buddha, but you can ask things to God. Buddha cannot help you, but God saves you.

Briefly, being a Christian rule. Who wouldn’t want to be one?

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