Forgiveness
This story is taken from the time I was in charge of the parish of St. Joseph's in Matli, in Sindh Province, Pakistan.
The parish is large and covers and area of 50 klms by 100 klms. For convenience it was divided into district centres, where there were Christians living in or around a town. One of these centres was in the town of Tando Mohammed Khan which is about 23 klms. from Matli.
In this town of 80,000, the vast majority of the population was Muslim with perhaps 200 Hindu families, and 100 Christian families, the latter being the sweepers and sanitary workers of the town and sugar mill. The Christians there were originally from the Punjab in the north of Pakistan. Being Punjabi they were ethnically, culturally and linguistically different from the people of Sindh, which added to their problems.
There was another group of Christians in this part of the parish, who were of a tribal group called Parkri Kholi. They lived outside of the town in the country as bonded labourers. My story however, is about the Punjabi Christians of Tando Mohammed Khan, or T.M.K. as everyone called it.
When I first came to T.M.K. a new church building was under construction, financed by the diocese of Hyderabad. The building included accommodation for a catechist and his family. It was situated just about in the middle of the town in a narrow alley off the main road. The Christians of the town were divided into two areas east and west. The logic of building the church in the middle was to prevent any one group from claiming too much influence over the running of the centre or from gaining too much prestige from having the building in their area.
The Christians were uneducated and illiterate, with the exception of a few children and a couple of men, one of whom was Mushtaq Masih, and the other was our catechist, Master George.
The situation was further complicated. Christians were divided equally between Catholic and Protestant. For the Protestants there was no one denomination, but a mixture of traditions, Evangelical, Anglican, Pentecostal and Salvation Army, to name the main groupings. A minister of one or other of these traditions would come to visit them perhaps once a week from the city of Hyderabad to conduct services in the Anglican church building standing in the next street to ours. It was originally started as a Catholic church, but that is another complicated story.
I would celebrate Mass every Sunday evening and Master George would conduct prayer services every morning for the people before they went to work and most evenings when he was available. Apart from teaching catechism to children and the adults, he was used by the people as the one who would write and read letters for them, there was sometimes a fee or gratuity given for this service. He would also help them in matters of legality and justice issues in their work.
Mushtaq was a clerk to the sugar mill and as such was seen as having a higher caste than the ordinary sweeper. He was also involved part time in the same kind of help to the community as a sort of scribe-cum-notary.
For almost everyone in T.M.K., George was an all-round asset to the community. Denomination didn't have much of a meaning outside the confines of the place of worship. Even there, whenever a minister failed to come for a service, the Protestants would usually come and join the Catholics for Mass, or whatever liturgy was going on.
Life was pretty ordinary and peaceful in the town, but seemingly overnight all that changed.
One day a man from the Punjab came to town, and claimed he was a Minister and Doctor of the Pentecostal religion. He called himself Dr. Sadiq. He stated that he was going to evangelize the town and take over the running of the church in T.M.K. The Protestants seemed to accept him without question and rallied round him to hear
his speeches and promises. Some days later, one of the Anglican Ministers came to see me and to ask me if I knew anything about this Dr. Sadiq. The minister had heard a claim that he was there with my blessings. This was news to me and so I called a meeting of all my catechists and workers to give me more information. In the next couple of weeks more of the ministers from the different churches came to call on me to find out what was going on, and some even blaming me for inviting this man into my parish. It became more serious when he began claiming to be a catholic priest and wanted to evict Master George from the church so that he could move in.
I went to T.M.K. to see for myself what was going on. I arrived at the church to find a heated meeting in progress. Master George was arguing with Mushtaq, standing nose to nose and coming close to blows. I bellowed for silence, stormed into the assembly room, sat down at my chair and demanded an explanation. Eventually I made some sense out of the mess. It seemed that Dr. Sadiq had recruited Mushtaq as his lieutenant. Mushtaq, who still regarded himself as a prominent member of the catholic community, felt that he had a right to order Master George out of the church. As the new 'deacon', Mushtaq felt that he should be treated with more respect and obedience, especially from Master George, who he said, was his social inferior.
Again I demanded to know where this kind of talk was coming from, and who this Dr. Sadiq was. I wanted to know where he came from and what authority he was claiming to have. I was getting angry myself as I could see that the influence of this man had become strong. Thoughts of the High Priest demanding answers to the same questions about Jesus flashed through my mind.
George explained to me that Dr. Sadiq had set up his own religion. It was basically Pentecostal, but with catholic elements in order to entice Catholics into his power. He promised that with him in control of the church he would develop the community into a modern church with money and influence and social position for all those who followed him. Dr. Sadiq was going to do this by tapping the Mission agencies in Europe and America for donations to develop independence and businesses for the members. Mushtaq would be his vicar and the principal of a new school. He warned the people that I as the ' former priest' in charge and as a foreigner, would try to stop him and prevent them from making progress.
I sent a message to Dr. Sadiq that I would like to meet him and invited him for the evening meal. Mushtaq, returned with his refusal to consort with idol worshippers. He also sent a threat that if we did not