Over the years I have read many diatribes about poor missionary children who grow up in countries outside of the United States. Please do NOT feel sorry for my children. One thing is for sure my girls have had experiences they never would have had growing up in The States. First of all they are fully bilingual, a skill that will serve them well in years to come. They have also learned how to live with and live without the comforts of life. (Another skill which might come in handy in their adult life.) They know how to ride a public bus. They have learned that the value of people does not consist in the size of their wallets. They have grown up in a culture where people are more important than things and where elders are still respected as a vital part of the family. And they have met and made friends with interesting people from all over the world.
I’m glad our girls are growing up in Mexico! They have learned to see the world differently than they would have had they grown up in East Tennessee. For one thing they have grown up colorblind. When our girls were little they attended a semi-bilingual (90% Spanish, 10% English) kindergarten. That’s where they really learned to speak Spanish. It was a wonderful experience! One day they came home telling me a story about a little girl in their class. When I asked if the little girl was Mexican or American, they replied, ” We don’t know mama, how can you tell the difference?”
But the LORD said to Samuel, “Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him. For the LORD sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the LORD looks on the heart.” – 1 Samuel 16:7
So Peter opened his mouth and said: “Truly I understand that God shows no partiality, but in every nation anyone who fears him and does what is right is acceptable to him. – Acts 10:34-35