Why Did A Little Kid Have To Shoot Me Today? His High-Pitched Voice Still Lingers In My Head.

From “American missionary killed on remote Indian island wrote that God was protecting him” (LA Times). “God sheltered me and camouflaged me against the coast guard and the navy,” John Allen Chau wrote before he was killed last week on North Sentinel Island. Indian ships monitor the waters around the island in the Bay of […]

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Why Did A Little Kid Have To Shoot Me Today? His High-Pitched Voice Still Lingers In My Head.

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From “American missionary killed on remote Indian island wrote that God was protecting him” (LA Times). “God sheltered me and camouflaged me against the coast guard and the navy,” John Allen Chau wrote before he was killed last week on North Sentinel Island. Indian ships monitor the waters around the island in the Bay of Bengal, trying to ensure that outsiders do not go...

From “American missionary killed on remote Indian island wrote that God was protecting him” (LA Times).

“God sheltered me and camouflaged me against the coast guard and the navy,” John Allen Chau wrote before he was killed last week on North Sentinel Island.

Indian ships monitor the waters around the island in the Bay of Bengal, trying to ensure that outsiders do not go near the Sentinelese, who have repeatedly — and forcefully — made clear they want to be left alone….

“I DON’T WANT TO DIE,” wrote [John Allen] Chau, 26, who apparently wanted to bring Christianity to the islanders. “Would it be wiser to leave and let someone else to continue. No I don’t think so.”

It would be wiser to leave people alone who want to be left alone, but I presume he felt quite strongly that God was asking him to do otherwise.

ADDED: Much better detail at Bandar Ceme Online. Excerpt:

Mr. Chau… took a careful selection of gifts: scissors, safety pins, fishing line and a soccer ball. But the people seemed variously amused, hostile and perplexed by his presence, he wrote. He described a man wearing a white crown possibly made of flowers taking a “leadership stance” by standing atop the tallest coral rock on the beach.

The man yelled, and Mr. Chau tried to respond, singing some worship songs and yelling back something in Xhosa…. “They would often fall silent after this,” he wrote. Other efforts to communicate with tribe members ended with their bursting out in laughter.

Encounters became more fraught. When Mr. Chau tried to hand over fish and a bundle of gifts, a boy shot an arrow “directly into my Bible which I was holding.” “I grabbed the arrow shaft as it broke in my Bible and felt the arrow head,” he said. “It was metal, thin but very sharp.”…

“It’s weird — actually no, it’s natural: I’m scared,” Mr. Chau wrote. “There, I said it. Also frustrated and uncertain — is it worth me going a foot to meet them?”…… “Please do not be angry at them or at God if I get killed,” he wrote. “I love you all.”

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