Monday, February 22, 2010

Mondays in Honduras

Marriage is marvelous where ever you are on whatever day it happens to be. As you know, my goal for writing my notes on Mondays is to recognize marriage and lift it up. My husband and I, along with Jacob and our pets happen to be completing six days in our new home … well, at least our new adopted country of Honduras … and at least our temporary home on the campus of Casa de Esperanza.

How did it come to this? Why am I here, trying to find us a house to rent, trying to communicate with folks in a language that is not my own, trying to make sure my family has all they need without offending anyone in this new culture? Why do I have to adjust to a place that is alien to all that I know and hold dear? Why did I have to leave my family, my church and my friends and come to this land?

Well, first of all, it was my choice to follow. It is my choice to be a part of this dream of my husband’s – I made it our dream. Secondly, it is nothing new for wives to accompany their men, to help fulfill dreams of their beloved. From the time Sarah followed Abraham, to Peter’s wife following him to establish new churches, to the earliest settlers throughout the Americas … but also new frontiers in whatever country throughout the world, women have followed their men. History is filled with story after story. The tales continue as it is still happening everyday all over the world – whether it be the military, or careers, or the quest of some new and better horizon, people pack up their families and move to new lands. Generally, but not always, it is the men who take this new appointment and the women who follow to create a brand-new place for their family to feel at home.

With all that said, I realize I am not unique, and I am not special in any way.
What Lowell, Jacob and I are doing here is not some radical event that has never been attempted before. However, it is my story and I will decide how it is written. Since I am here now, and because I have chosen to be a part of this new undertaking of our family I can also choose to enjoy it. Every single moment of this new life I will consciously make a decision to adapt, to love, to learn, to grow and to serve to the best of my ability. I can and will decide to have fun! I will live in a joyous fashion despite the difficulties that are sure to arise, despite the exhaustion that living cross-culturally entails, despite the mistakes that are sure to occur.

You know, you are writing your marriage story too. No matter where you live, whether it is a Monday or Thursday you decide to submit in a humble fashion, or not. You decide to put a smile on your face or grumble. You decide to be a part of solutions in life or participate in turmoil. I pray you will conquer your own unique battles in a victorious manner.

As for me, right now, I understand how I came to be here – I said yes when the opportunity presented itself … and through plans, prayers, and cooperation of many it came about. I am happy to be searching for a house, difficult as it may be. I am learning my relatively new language as I go – with a multitude of eager teachers. I am adapting to new ways of doing things and deciding they are pretty cool and make sense. Sure, I am missing my family and friends, but that is surely a part of life on earth and in the meantime I am thankful for the Internet and cell phones available!

So Monday in Honduras, being married to this man is pretty OKAY. I hope your life is going good too – if not, then tear up the old script and write your story in a victorious, happy way. It’s your choice – you can do it.

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