Different From Normal
Sunday, July 3rd, 2011Being a foreigner in a homogenous country can be a very interesting thing sometimes. Because most everyone one looks similar to each other and is just about the same size, both our looks and our height make us stand out. Being barely 5′ 3″, I have never thought of myself as tall – ever. However here in Japan, I feel like a giant since many of the church ladies only measure up to my shoulders (yes, that much shorter!). I think it’s funny that when I was growing up I used to pray that God would make me taller. While both of my parents are on the short side, my brother is rather tall and so early on I knew that all of the tall genes, if there were any, went to him. Then two things happened that made me completely stop praying that I would become taller: I met Colby and we found out we were going to Japan. As many of you know, Colby, like Japanese people, is a bit on the short side. I very quickly decided that I would be content with my height, or lack thereof.
Another area that being a foreigner is an interesting thing (and a handy thing too) is that we are easily recognizable and remember-able. I have recently joined a baking class and when I couldn’t attend one of the sessions a couple weeks ago, the teacher called me to let me know that she had left some of the goodies in the refrigerator for me at the community center.
So as I was driving to the center, I was trying to prepare what I would say in Japanese to the receptionist to explain to her that I was in this class, I couldn’t attend the day before, the teacher called me, there were things for me in the fridge, etc. etc. By the time I got to the place, I had it all worked out and thoroughly practiced and was ready with my spiel. As soon as I went into the center and before I even said hello, the lady said, “Ah, Wine san!”, which means “Ah, Mrs. Wine!” (It would seem that the “hofer” part disappeared).
She started chatting away, leading me over to the fridge and handing me the goodies from my class. I had to marvel that, even though I was ready with an explanation and probably would have needed to use it if I were Japanese, simply by being a foreigner she knew exactly who I was and what I was there for.
Standing out from the crowd may be a way God can use us to share about Him with those around us. Please pray that we would be good testimonies and examples to all who see and interact with us.














