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OH DEAR! …SHOULD I BE SO CONFUSED?
Dear friends, let me share with you how I learned to let the pen venture in order to
brighten our times with sheer fun and wonderful laughter and amusement from the heart.
You see, when the Lord blessed our family with an escape from Africa, it was by an
open door from God’s own hands. This was through His intimate promise to bring us to
living here, in our United States ---praise God…Amen.
As a new comer to America, I was termed as “A Transplant”.
My former papers said I was a “Resident Alien.” As I prepared myself to belong too our
new surroundings, I thought in my daily life there was a great necessity to “Act
naturally.”
Then, as an aspiring American citizen, I discovered I had to behave “Almost
exactly contrary ” to our former background of a totally Middle Eastern nature,
coming from another continent. In that case I asked my Lord as I prayed “Father? Help !
Would this be the real me, or is it a “Genuine imitation?”
Until my family and I were at home with “Ah-ha …Ok…Yep! …Nope…High
Five and “Ha’ You…Doing,”… a great life element was “ Found missing.”
Believe me friends, this was truly an “Advanced basic ” issue that I had never expected.
As I am often meditating , “Alone together ” with my God before His throne,
even in His presence as I thanked Him for our freedom…I truthfully wondered at our
English Language! !
For example: “Now then,” when facts overwhelm me …God alone knows the “Silent
cry” I could let out. I always ask Him “Lord--Do not blame me. What would anyone do
in my place, if they find themselves in “Pretty ugly” situations ; like receiving a bill of
over one hundred dollars for a pair of “Plastic glasses ” for vision correction !
Life in the U.S.A introduces new trends. In fact, it is not the “Same difference” that all
new settlers encounter. I often make it a basic point not to be left behind in my
gleanings.
Along my duty toward myself to reach many various extremes, I am taught to skate from
listening to “New oldies ”—to discovering secrets of merging our traditional
Mediterranean desserts with American recipes. I acquired a need for excelling in the
famous original “Twelve Ounce Pound cake” (!!!) as a lead in my cake baking.
Dear friends, surely when our life-long Scottish missionary acquaintance, Mary Ann
Morrison, knows all this when she comes to see us for the first time , she will
definitely be overwhelmed! Hallelujah!
I believe this will be her remark:
“Good grief!...who would have ever thought of such a peak for a high leap—from Africa
to America?”
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