We had dinner last night with a couple we met at church. They have two little kids (a boy and a girl) just like us. He's a doctor and she's a nurse.
What's amazing is how much we have in common. I mean, put language and culture and occupation aside, we're very much alike. Many of you may be saying, "Wait a minute...those are the very things that I have in common with my friends" I think that's great! But I bet if you dug a little deeper, you would find that you have much more in common than that.
See, they are believers. We have the same Spirit, the same Lord. And they are people. Just being human gives us a whole lot in common. We ate pizza and brownies and our kids played together while we told our stories of how we met and got married. They were so patient with our Spanish and the husband speaks English so if we got stuck he would help. But we sat in their little kitchen and were just people together. Parents, spouses, Christ-followers.
They are, of course, getting ready to move to Germany for 3 years. He will study gastrointestinal medicine. Very handy here in Guatemala. And they have this amazing God story about how it all happened. Our other friends (the ones we went with to visit that church a few weeks ago) are moving in January. So it seems that all the friends we make and hit it off with are moving. Which just means we have to keep making more friends.
To those of you who are our friends back in the US - we miss you deeply. Our need for one another is never more evident than when we are forced to be apart. It is in the context of those friendships that we learn to love and serve and forgive. It is there that our faith puts its shoes on and goes to work. It is there that what we believe is tested against how we behave. We need each other and I'm so glad we have been able to love and serve and be forgiven by so many. May that group grow ever larger.