Missionaries can be a negative, cynical bunch sometimes. And I’m not pointing fingers because I get it. I’ve drunk the kool-aid and have come up woefully short of expectations (of myself, the work and others), and I’ve done this same fall-on-my-face-move on four different continents. Hacking out a life overseas can make a pessimist out of the best of us.
But it doesn’t have to. And maybe it shouldn’t.
And this space at A Life Overseas is most definitely a safe place to air those realities. And it’s a place to be reminded that you are not alone in them.
I do fear that missionaries can become all work and no play. All sacrifice and no joy. All sprint and no marathon.
I mean, there are some pretty amazing things that take place overseas that would never happen were we to all have stayed home . . .
Okay, so bring it. What do you LOVE about living overseas? Let’s fire up this comment section with the post ivies . . . it’ll make us all feel a little better.