Ms G had commented on my spelling this last Mai - I smiled and thought "surely it is not that bad"
Ja, meine Buchstabieren ist sehr schlecht! (Yes, my spelling is very bad!)
[I had to look that word ‘Buchstabieren’ up in the dictionary… I knew how to spell it, but couldn’t remember whether it was der (male) die (female) oder/or das (neuter) and that determines whether it is mein oder/or meine – and then there is the problem of where it stands in the sentence… is it dativ oder/or akkusativ?????] hahahahahaha!!!!!
I've struggled with spelling my own language, am known to carry a dictionary with me at all times, and have one stationed beside my Red Prayer Chair for ready use!
But OHHHHH the spelling is getting even worse!!!!!!!!!!
And then I realize, I see spelling in German and English all of the time. Notice the signs in the streets. This is so funny. Oh Lord, help this dyslexic vexed Frau!
And then I remember another thing Ms G and others have reminded me. My God-given gift…
I love people: all sizes, all shapes, all colors, all nationalities.
And in Europe relationships are wichtig=important. So they have patience with me.
Thank you God for giving me what You want me to have, remind me that I need not look on others and wish that I had their gifts. You gave me mine. Allow this crazy, wild, relationship-driven woman to be used for Your glory! I love You so very much.
You can all pray for my children. Lately, I have been texting them in German - and I don't even realize it. And then I was talking to one of my oldest and dearest friends in the USA. I was whining about something - I stopped in the middle of the sentence. "I'm speaking in German, aren't I. I am so sorry, please forgive me. Now, what was I saying????" We both laughed.
Your mutating missionary