It is funny how we feel a certain liberty to say what we want out loud when we think no one around us understands…
Have you ever traveled to a country where people speak a different language and don’t understand yours?
That can be dangerous…
The other day during one of our visits to a hospital here in Namibia…
“Where are you from?” I begin the conversation with a lady that had such a sad and anguished face. She stares blankly and looks very lonely and distressed.
“I come from the north.” She responds turning her attention to me.
“What happened to you? Why are you here?” I ask.
She shows me her bandaged arm and says that she was brought to Windhoek in a hurry as the hospital in the north didn’t have the resources to care for her and she needed an operation…
We continue talking and she tells me about how she had to come in a rush and didn’t have anything or anyone to visit her.
She didn’t even have soap to take a shower, a change of clothes, toothpaste, nothing at all. I was moved, for she wasn’t asking me for anything, she was just opening up…
Since there were 6 to 8 people all in the same room, we spoke a little bit more, we prayed for her and prayed for the other ladies in the room. I knew what I must do once we left that room…
I, along with the other pastor’s wives that were with me on that day, looked for a nearby shop where we could purchase basic toiletries for that lady.
We found the shop and each one of us looked for something: soap, toothpaste, toothbrush, lotion, under garments, etc…
On our way to the cash register, our basket full of items, I remembered the other ladies in the hospital room and picked up bags of sweets to give them. I was full of sweets in my arms and headed to the line to pay along with my friends…
When I reached the line a young lady that was standing in front of me turns around and gives me a warm and friendly smile; Surprised, I return the friendly gesture.
To my great shock this same young lady turns around to her friend and speaks out loud in PORTUGUESE…
“Look at that white woman behind me. That’s why their kids are full of rotten teeth; she should be embarrassed to be walking around with all of those sweets. She doesn’t take care of her children and then she complains…” With that she turns back to me and gives me another one of her nice and friendly smiles.
I didn’t waste any time, I smiled back at her and said nicely… “I’m sure it never crossed your mind that I also speak Portuguese, which is why you should be more careful when making your comments in the future and just to clarify, I don’t have children and these sweets are gifts that we will give to some ladies that we have just visited in the hospital.”
The young lady yelled in disbelief and said …. “Oh how embarrassing!” She got out of the line and left.
Her friend that remained on the line said… “Look, it was very good that this happened because I’m always telling her not to do things like that but she always does it. It was good, who knows, maybe this way she’ll change…”
When I look back I even laugh about it but in reality this served as a lesson for me too…
Especially when it comes to our eyes…
Not everything we see is what it looks like. Jumping to conclusions is very dangerous and it can lead us to make horrible mistakes and even hold grudges in our hearts.