Monday, March 1, 2010
On our door
I live in a mixed world. Not only because I am American and my husband is Honduran, but because we live in Guatemala and we're surrounded by people from different cultures and countries. My neighbor is Albanian and she is married to an El Salvadorian. Upstairs from us there is another couple - he from Spain and she from Uruguay. There are couples from Mexico, Bolivia, Honduras, El Salvador, Guatemala, Peru, Columbia, to name a few. There is a French girl who is married to a Guatemalan. There is an American guy who is married to a girl from Ecuador. There is a guy from Ecuador who is engaged to a girl from America. There is another girl from America who is married to a Guatemalan. There is a guy from Dominican Republic who is married to a girl from Mexico. If you ask their little boy where he is from, some days he is from Mexico but usually he is from Dominican Republic. Our pastor is from El Salvador and his wife is from Mexico.
Why do I say this? Well, these are the people that God created and I love them. I have a huge, overwhelming feeling that it is not a coincidence that Luis and I live here. And yes, we might have to work through things that people who are from the same culture do not have to. But it gives a wonderful richness to our marriage and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.