After 'The Poisonwood Bible' was published, several people believed that my parents were missionaries, which could not be further from the truth.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was sort of born into a Subud cult that has ties to Islam and Indonesia and Middle Eastern spiritualism. My parents were kind of trial-and-error when it came to religion.
Missionaries labor diligently to teach and baptize those who accept the gospel. In the process, their own testimonies become deeply rooted.
People have the idea of missionaries as going out with the Bible and hitting natives with it. It's not really what they were doing. They were all doing something rather different.
When I think of how we show faith, I cannot help but think of the example of my own father. I recall vividly how the spirit of missionary work came into my life. I was about thirteen years of age when my father received a call to go on a mission.
As a child, I was fortunate enough to be close to family members who were - and still are - great storytellers. I was a gullible country boy from Rocky Mount, Virginia, and I believed every folktale they told me, no matter how fantastic.
My parents were like the kind of people who read the 'Enquirer' and believed everything it said.
My father insisted that I and my sisters not be indoctrinated into any religion at any age.
I was born and raised in China, and my parents were missionaries.
My parents were missionaries - I was born in the States but I grew up in Brazil.
I was brought up in a Christian home in Australia with a father who was very bold about his faith.