We are definitely an international family, and that will
come up now and then, so I should start this little blog about our ‘life’ with
a bit of a character description.
Right then, here it is:
Husband is Brazilian. Wife is American. Oldest Son has three
nationalities, and all three boys were raised for the majority of their lives
in Africa.
So, as you might imagine we do actually have an international
family, not very modern, but definitely international. I wasn’t just making that up cause it’s a funny reference to a TV show.
Anyhow.
We are actually missionary people. Neither my hubby or me
are able to make the claim as the worst missionary because, as so many people
already know, that claim has been made by a blogger ‘Jamie the worst missionary
ever’, and we won’t pretend to claim being the best missionaries ever. The best
is dead, that was Paul –Hands down. No one is really going to be able to win an
argument against Paul being the best ever Christian missionary. Evidence is
welcome, but it probably won’t shake my opinion.
I’m not gonna be arrogant and pretend like we are perfect.
There was only one perfect man on a mission thus far, and his name is Jesus. We
are however, interesting missionary people somewhere between the worst and best
missionaries. Do we want to be perfect like Jesus? Well that’s the aim people.
I’m tired of sucking in life, and repeating the same lessons. It would be nice
to get the point and move on. Right? That is kinda my version of sharing in the
sufferings of Christ. He suffered unto perfection. He doesn’t ever just do
something hard for the sake of it being hard or painful. So I feel like his
perfection is attainable, on different levels in different areas of our lives
as we follow Jesus.
I don’t try to be the worst or best missionary. I’m not gonna
pretend that I am perfect. There might be some areas in my life that are
perfected. We all tend to take for granted the childhood lessons that we
actually have perfected and are the foundations of our successful living as youth
and then adults. I’m really glad that my beautiful brain did accomplish awesome
things like regulating my breathing, heartbeat and functionality of other vital
organs. It might not be perfect but pretty close to it. I don’t usually have to
think about breathing….
I don’t want to take that for granted anymore, or other
parts of my life that feel pretty close to perfect. I feel like sharing some of
the lessons that I’ve learned as a “not so great, not so terrible” missionary
wife and mother of an International Family will be a great foundation for me to
perfect writing, even if it is only for my kids.
So here is the beginning of me talking about the things I’ve
noticed, learned, am learning, and find literally too funny not to share.
Momma Missionary
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