I will be naming my first child Romi...or at least a very beloved pet in the future. Seriously, that name is the sweetest dearest most life-saverest name of the night. This post will be super brief. I just got back from the Young People's Study, it is 12:17 and I am exhausted. However, I had to write this.
I was low. Very low. Discouraged majorly about "why on earth did I waste my time majoring in this language that I am not as awesome at as all those other people" (you know, that thing I said I wasn't going to do...beat myself up or compare myself...well...yes) So anyway. I was in fight or flight mode of feeling that out of place and wanting to just get. out. of. there. And then it ended and I saw Romi, and I wanted to just leave, but I made myself go over to talk to her. Thank you, Lord, that I have matured a little bit. She made it all better. She smiled and talked to me, and I felt like a real person. You start to feel like maybe you don't have a personality, because you speak in such small limited phrases. But with Romi? I talk! I make mistakes! Tons of mistakes! But it doesn't matter! She smiles and laughs and asks questions if I am completely wack and confusing....and she told me directly that she thinks I'm funny....because I was being me, joking and talking the way I would if I actually knew the language. Man. So good. I like her. Maybe someday I will have a picture to put up on this blog...I have gotten pretty camera shy lately. Maybe because the first month is over. I don't know.
God is wonderfully kind in bestowing His gifts. "My God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus"
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