Thursday, July 21, 2011

A Pink Mohawk

Being a white American who is 6'7" tall and who has has dirty blond hair and blue eyes has always gotten me a lot of strange looks in Hong Kong (and across Asia). None of those looks, however, can compare with the responses people give to seeing a pink mohawk on my head.

It's a funny story. As part of our youth fundraiser, I auctioned off the rights to pick the style and color of my hair for a 3-week timespan. I figured the youth would pool their money and put up a good bid, but I thought the announcement that I would be leading music in church during one of those 3 weeks and preaching another one would inspire certain adults in attendance at the fundraiser (such as the pastor and some of our deacons) to attempt to outbid the youth. What ended up happening is that the deacons and pastor seemed completely at ease with the idea of me preaching and leading music in a mystery hairstyle picked by the evil genius of the youth, and the youth came out of the gate in the bidding making the clear statement that they were in this one to win it all. A few adults made semi-serious bids, just to get the youth to raise their price, but in the end, the youth paid 660 HKD for the right to pick the style and color of my hair for a timespan of 3 weeks. The rest is history.

Like I said, having this hair has gotten some amazing responses. Comments I have received include a man from my church explaining to me that an office worker in Hong Kong could never have this haircut because they would get fired and a witty flight attendant telling me to "watch your hair" as I boarded an airplane (She was so proud of that one, she made sure to point out what she had said to the next few passengers to board so they could all know how witty she was). I also had a man ask me if I could come to his house and paint the ceiling with my hair. One man simply stated the obvious: "You are tall, and your hair is tall." A slightly more colorful man told me, "Your hair is explosive." I've also been told it makes me look like David Crowder, a comparison which I get a lot (although he doesn't have the mohawk), and Shane Claiborne (This is a new one, and I don't see the connection, since he has dreads, not a mohawk...). All of this is in addition to numerous bystanders who stare, either blankly or in awe, in total defiance of all cultural politeness, as I walk the streets.

The added attention I have gotten from my hair has gotten me thinking. From a physical standpoint, it is hard to find anyone who looks more out of place in Hong Kong than I do, even without the pink mohawk. Adding the mohawk, however, has certainly caused a greater gap between what one expects to find in Hong Kong and what I look like. The thing is, I'm different, more so with the mohawk than ever before. And because I'm different, people notice me. They go out of their way to talk to me about my hair. They ask questions about it. They make jokes and comments about it.

As Christians, we are called to be different than the world around us. I certainly don't believe this means we should all walk around town in pink mohawks. What I do believe is that we should live such lives of radical love, sacrifice, giving, community, grace, and service, all driven at their heart by the gospel, that the world around us notices something different about us. What better way to show the world that we're serious about our faith than to actually live lives that are driven at their hearts by our faith? I think this type of lifestyle being truly lived out in our communities would cause people to pay attention to what we are doing and (ultimately) to why we are doing it. People may not get it. They may make negative comments. They may ask questions. I can't guarantee their response (and I'm not suggesting that we stop verbally sharing our faith, just recommending that we be more intentional about living lives that back up what we say), but I bet if we had a community where people truly lived like this, this community would be so distinct from those around them that the people around them would have no choice but to acknowledge the difference and either intentionally ignore it or find out more about it. I guess what I'm trying to say is that as Christians, the lives we live should not blend into the world like an Asian walking the streets of Hong Kong. We should stick out like a pink mohawk on a crazy tall American.

John 13:35
"By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another."