Why Cracking Jokes On God Is Not Cool

It was a normal day for me, though sweaty and humid. As I scrolled through the unread WhatsApp messages, I read a joke in one of the groups…a joke on God! People reacted with laughter emoticons, as expected, because the joke was funny. The reactions were from Christians. But I cringed.

God joking to a husband about his wife, or a to a man about all the women in the world, these are popular ones. How is it that we find it funny to joke on God? We might not joke on a particular person, because he/she might get offended. But we indulge in God-centric humour so easily. Billy Graham once said: “The society is careful not to offend anyone, except GOD.”

God is not someone we should be scared of, but He is to be revered. In the Old Testament, the Israelites called him YHWH, afraid to call Him Jehovah or Yahweh. If God appeared to them, they feared they would die. Such was God’s holiness! He didn’t want to kill people, but His holiness couldn’t stand the sight of sin. He appeared in storms, clouds, fire or a burning bush. Moses wanted to see Him, but God allowed Him to look only at His back (Exodus 33:18-23). God’s holiness is beyond our imagination. Prophet Isaiah saw God in His full splendour, with the seraphim calling to one another, “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is full of his glory.” (Isaiah 6:3b).

The third commandment from the Ten Commandments that God gave Moses says, “You shall not misuse the name of the Lord your God, for the Lord will not hold anyone guiltless who misuses his name.” (Exodus 20:7)

The God of New Testament gave us more access to Him, through Jesus’ death and resurrection. He tore the veil so that we can enter the Holy of Holies. He gave us His grace which allows us to enter His presence as we are. But, should we take His grace for granted? Yes, He is merciful, slow to anger and full of unfailing love. But, does that allow us to take Him for granted? He doesn’t punish us according to what we deserve. But can we continue to joke on Him?

A conversation with two like-minded believers made me understand this behaviour of Christians indulging in God-centric humour. Most of us are church-goers because our parents are also church-goers. We read the Bible because our parents told us to do so. But a person who has understood the message of the Cross and Jesus’s sacrifice will never dare to crack a joke on God. A person who understands that God, despite His awe-inspiring holiness, bows down to listen to us, will refrain from forwarding such jokes.

I am not saying that people who forward such jokes are far away from God. But in the first place, how can they accept such jokes? I am not trying to be self-righteous or super-spiritual. But most of us have failed to comprehend God’s grace.

Some have crossed their limits by joking about the Holy Spirit. I shudder at the very thought of even remembering what they say. Jesus says in Mark 3:29, “…but whoever blasphemes against the Holy Spirit will never be forgiven; they are guilty of an eternal sin." Isn’t this enough for us to stop joking about the Holy Spirit? It’s difficult to imagine that our Father, who’s quick to forgive, will not forgive if we blaspheme (also read, joke) against the Holy Spirit.

Again, I claim I am not trying to be super-holy. But how must God feel when His own children take Him lightly? Something for all of us to ponder on…

How A Particular Sunday Morning Changed My Approach Towards Women’s Issues

It was a Sunday morning, the weather was confusing...cold enough to wear a sweater, but hot enough to sweat. I was boarding the metro to go to church.

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As I entered the ladies’ metro coach, I found a seat, much to my surprise. A 30-something lady rushed in to the coach, with her little daughter. She sobbed uncontrollably. After a lot of prodding, she revealed how her husband beat her up that morning. 2-3 women came forward to comfort her, saying how her daughter would be affected by her. What no one understood was that the lady wanted to speak out about her problems. Seeing her crying, I tried hard to control my emotions. After a little hesitation, I told her she needs to be strong for herself. She nodded, still sobbing. A pause followed, and she said, “I am a working woman. But, I never knew that I would face such a situation. I am going back to my parents’ place. I’ll never return to my husband.” Saying this, she wept again. Her daughter looked at her, understanding nothing. She held on to her doll.

The metro announcement speaker sounded, ‘Next station is Laxmi Nagar.’ I wanted her to stop crying, and asked, “Where do you want to go?” Her tears fell down on her blue T-shirt and she said, “I’ll get down at Moti Nagar and take an auto. I can’t get down at the station near my parents’ place. My husband might follow me there.” Her daughter was hungry, and she gave her biscuits.

For once, she stopped crying, and looked at me, saying, “This has been going on since 8 years. From the day I got married, he has beaten me, kicked me and abused me. I kept quiet all these years. After my daughter was born, I thought he’d change. But, the violence only continued. We didn’t give him the dowry amount as promised. His parents and brother force him to ask me for dowry. My husband is a good guy.” I was stunned for a minute. Like an ‘adarsh’ wife, she found her abusive husband to be a good guy? I exclaimed, “The man who beats up his wife is never good at heart. He could’ve stood up against his family, when they demanded dowry.” She had nothing to say.

But, she continued, “I’ve worked as a journalist with a magazine. I did two stories on women, one in Rae Bareilly and the other in Vrindavan. I thought I stood for women empowerment. But, today, he snatched away my mobile phone, broke the battery in to pieces, and tried to throw my daughter from the balcony. I stopped him; otherwise she would’ve been dead by now. He wasn’t letting us leave. Somehow, I ran away, taking her.” Saying this, she wept! I looked at the little girl. That innocent face made me wonder how any father could do such a thing. Aghast, I murmured, “He’s a monster.” Surprisingly, the little girl looked at me and smiled, as if she understood what I said.

The lady became paranoid and said, “I need police protection. He’ll come after us.” Some of us told her to lodge a complaint with the National Commission for Women (NCW), and that she would get adequate support. She nodded in relief. My station had arrived, I had to leave. She asked, “You’re getting down here?” I said, “Yes. I have to.”

I’ve read and heard many stories on domestic violence. I’ve read data, statistics and solutions on the same. But, for the first time in life, I came across a woman who shared with me her experience. It wasn’t a past incident for her; she was running away to safety. I’ve always been told that a financially independent woman would never have to face domestic violence. Case studies are proving this wrong. And moreover, I met a woman who was a journalist and later joined a banking firm, and was violently abused. I am not saying that all men abuse their wives. And I also blame the in-laws for creating the entire ruckus! But, it still sends shivers down my spine, when I recount the details of her experience. Today, I am still hoping she’s fine. I am hoping that she’s found respite from her husband. I feel helpless, that I couldn’t do anything to help her out.

But, since that day, my approach towards women’s issues has changed. I am no longer getting into theoretical stuff on feminism. No, I am not saying this is unimportant. But, I’ve realised the need to sit and delve into the grass root problems surrounding discrimination against women. So many women around us are getting hit and beaten up. What are we doing? It’s time we stop debating feminism with peers and just talk talk talk. It’s time we stop the blame game. It’s time we stop misusing the word ‘feminism’ so much so that men get wary of talking to feminists, thinking they’re anti-men. It has also given rise to a term known as ‘feminazi’. It’s time we stop debating feminism in air-conditioned rooms. Real action is needed. If one woman gets saved from her abuser by our efforts, women’s rights movements get a thrust. Women in urban and rural areas are victims alike.

I know my ‘lecture’ on feminism will be disliked by many. Some will criticise, some will just shrug it off. Some will understand, because they’ve got the same point of view. I don’t consider myself very knowledgeable in women’s issues, men’s issues, feminism, patriarchy, etc. I'm not even saying that I am now a champion of women's issues. But, I’ve realised one important point...if we don’t identify with the real issues faced by many around us, this movement is not getting anywhere. 

India’s Women Workforce: What Do We Lack?

Anuradha’s day starts at 6 in the morning. She first gets ready in the makeshift bathroom on the terrace. She knows it’s a tough day ahead.  

Anuradha starts with sweeping the staircase and the verandah, when the potted plants smell of early morning freshness. The dew drops get coated by the dust from the broom, but Anuradha doesn’t care. She then waters the plants, and hurries to the kitchen at the strike of 8. Her work has just started. She prepares breakfast for the entire family. Before she resumes her daily work routine, Anuradha gets a few minutes to have her breakfast, two slices of bread and a cup of tea. Cooking, washing the vessels and clothes are a part of her everyday schedule.  Well, Anuradha might seem like a middle-aged housewife to many. But, she’s a 14-year-old girl who works a domestic help in a 4-storeyed house in a posh locality in Delhi's National Capital Region.

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She lost her father in a freak accident at a construction site when she was 4. Her mother works as an agricultural labourer in their village in Bihar. Anuradha is the youngest of three sisters. The eldest works as a construction labourer in Greater Noida, while the second sister works as a domestic help nearby. None of them get to meet each other throughout the year, except for Diwali. Anuradha has never been to school, but knows alphabets and numbers. Her employer’s daughter, Priti, taught her for a while.

In India, 68% of illiterate adults are women. Earlier governments have introduced schemes to provide primary education to girls. There’s been an impact in terms of numbers and statistics, but considering the vast number of girls still left to enter a school gate, the outcome is negligible. And even after the ‘beneficiaries’ complete their primary education, they lack skill training. Skill development is one of the basic assets of the education system in any country. If ignored, it could lead to a major chunk of the population to be unskilled labour. Anuradha’s elder sister completed her education till 10^th standard, but couldn’t find a proper  job. As we debate over skill development in India, primary education is still lagging in a country of 400 million-strong workforce. The latest example is Prime Minister’s pet project Skill India Campaign,  Only 7% of this were employed in the formal sector, while over 94 percent of India's working population is part of the unorganised sector.

Priti says, "Anuradha is a bright young girl. When I taught her, she grasped things quickly. She should've been to a formal school." Many young girls like her need to go to school. But, the future voters of our electorate are instead being forced to take up menial jobs and join the swelling band of child labourers. And girls like Anuradha’s elder sister, despite being literate, cannot find a ‘dignified’ job as they’re unskilled. The National Democratic Alliance (NDA) government seems to do something. But, most of its policies are overshadowed by its actions, like the one against Jawaharlal Nehru University (JNU) or in Rohit Vemula’s case. The government cannot expect to revamp the education system in India (primary education, skill development, employment opportunities), if it keeps dabbling in petty politics. Prime Minister Modi has taken a few measures to overhaul the workforce in India. But it can be called a photo-op as alleged by many, or can be applauded for, only when we evaluate his performance during the 2019 Lok Sabha elections. Considering the volatile environment we live in, especially, the so-called debate on nationalism aimed at anyone who questions the government, I’d better stop here.

And as I return to my TV screen which shows Arnab Goswami shouting at the top of his voice, little Anuradha is busy washing the vessels, least bothered about the controversies around.

Names have been changed to protect identities

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