The Language of Love has NO BARRIER

For the past few days, I have been living with a family in Santa Tecla, a town near San Salvador.  I have to say that there is something special about living in a home of a local – new perspectives arise.

From day one, my family has taken me in like their own child.  Jennifer, the daughter of 30  years, gave up her bedroom, so I can spend the week with them.  The first morning I woke up, I accidentally knocked my glass of water off the bed stand with my hand… shattering the glass all over the floor.  So I took responsibility (what else was I to do?) and told my Salvadorian mom…I thought of all the possible ways she could react, but when I told her, she reacted in a way I never thought.  She embraced me in a strong hug, stroked my hair, and kept telling me, “It’s ok. I’m sorry. It’s ok. I’m sorry…” She even told me not to worry about replacing the glass.  She is so sweet and continues to make sure I feel at home, especially making sure I NEVER go hungry.

 

 

 

My family owns a flower shop; the son began the business in February. 
June 17th is “Papa’s Dia” (Father’s Day) in El Salvador, so I helped
Andres deliver flowers to father’s around the city, as well as for a
few birthdays!  (The business is still just beginning, so please pray
that this business will flourish to provide an income for the family.) 

 

 

 As I spend time with Judith, Jennifer, and Andres, I’m constantly learning.  First of all, my limited Spanish can only take me so far in conversations, but I still try hard.  I’m always told “the more you use a language, the more natural it becomes.”  This is very true…but no worries, I still have a long way to go to allow Spanish to be “natural”.  The family shows me tons of PATIENCE, as we struggle through conversations together. 

And the biggest lesson I’m continuing to learn is that

there is NO BARRIER when LOVE is the PRIMARY LANGUAGE spoken.