Right now we are in the no-man’s land between two cultures. We are not living and participating in our culture of origin and we can only sort of participate in the culture we now find ourselves in. If you haven’t experienced it, you should just know that it comes with interesting experiences. I was reminded of Jesus words that unless you become like a little child you cannot enter into the kingdom. Much has been discussed in commentaries and books about these words, but a few weeks desiring to acquire life in a new culture explains it better than any sermon. With two weeks of language class under our belt, I now have the communication ability of a 1.5 year old. I can name some items. I can identify some actions. I can sort of introduce myself. And I may be able to tell you how I’m doing.
So what happens when a 29 year old tries to use what little he knows of Icelandic to buy coffee at the cafe. He ends up saying something along the lines of, “I WANT ME SOME COFFEE!” I was thinking…that’s about how Darcy orders, but that would be another post.