Readers, I would love to have you join me at A Life Overseas today! I’ve included and excerpt below.
When my parents moved a couple of years ago, they gave my youngest son a painting. The painting is of a Pakistani shepherd. He is holding a lamb on his shoulders, and his expression is one of gentle love.
It was my first day in Iraq and I was at the offices of our Iraqi hosts. While sitting there, a young couple from the United States walked into the room. They had two blonde little boys, toddler and pre-school age. As the dad went to a meeting, I talked a bit to the mom. They had lived and working in Iraq for a couple of years. Their children ate a lot of cookies and actively engaged with those of us in the office. They talked excitedly about going to a restaurant in the city, a place where you could get hamburgers.
My mind went back to when my husband and I first went overseas. We had been married for a year and a half and had a four-month-old baby. Other children followed, and soon we were raising a flock of third culture kids. Our kids traveled the globe with us, learned how to bargain in Arabic, and negotiated friendships with kids from all over the world. My parents had done the same with me. My earliest memories included eating spicy curry with my hands, hearing the call to prayer every morning as I woke, and bazaars full of spice and flavor.
In those moments of watching those kids and thinking about my own life, I thought many things. And one of them was this: “This TCK thing is real. I don’t care what any naysayer says – these kids are not growing up like their peers in their passport country. This is real, and we need to honor it.”
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2 thoughts on “A Life Overseas – Gently Lead Those That are With Young”
Loved your picture.
So my wife and I just returned from meeting with some of our M’s in Europe. What an honor it was to visit with them about their lives and their challenges and to pray for them. My wife is a counselor and we were doing member care. I’m a TCK so I understand what you say when you talk about not being the same kid as those of our passport country. It was a breath of fresh air and an opportunity to feel at home. It was so motivating to see how God is at work all over Europe bringing people to faith. What an honor to play a small part in encouraging those folks.