love can build a bridge.
today i start building one- between cultures. meeting with moms of a different culture and language. (ostensibly my task is to teach english, but it will be so much more.) the only thing we have in common is that we have children in the same school. they do not know my little one so much, but i know some of theirs...i teach their kids, and i love them.
but, when the moms drop them off and pick them up from school, and even the dads, i see the hesitation and fear on their faces. "will my child be happy? will he be lonely? will he understand what's happening?"
cultural barriers hold these parents back from integrating into our culture here. it's a private, proud culture...an old culture that has been almost decimated and is now striving to find total cohesiveness and strength. they are confronting a way of life so different from both the country they are ministering in and the school their children attend. home life clashes with school and public life.
i want to build bridges. i will find a way to help these mothers- who love their little ones so much- dip their toes into both english and the way of life here without losing their identity.
i'd appreciate your thoughts and prayers.