But that got me to thinking I should probably make a Disclaimer. Just in case.
Our good friend from Brazil who was a missionary for two years warned us, "Some people will accuse you of just wanting to travel. Some will say all you want to do is live abroad for free. Others will criticize you and say you're crazy and 'Who are you to be a missionary?'". When he was raising support to leave on a missionary ship to travel all around the world spreading mercy and the gospel, he said even Christians accused him of these things right to his face.
So, since we feel this overwhelming compulsion to leave it all and take the Gospel to what happens to be a particularly beautiful place (and there are many, many beautiful fields out there) - here it is.
- If I never ski again, I could die a completely happy woman.
- I've done all the hiking I ever care to do until I die. I'd rather just sit in a chair and rest in my "free time" (free time, haha, that's funny... anyway...)
- Camping, backpacking, mountain climbing, and outdoor adventures? I'll consider it a miracle if I ever convince Tony to do any of this, ever. I ended up donating the tent he bought to Haiti. I still have no idea why he bought it since he never actually planned on camping. Go figure.
- I hate the beach, so good luck to to anyone in ever convincing me to go there again (and I am secretly delighted we will mostly likely be way too far from the beach to warrant going). Sorry to all you sticky sand lovers.
- I've gone from fearless wonder to too chicken to ever really want to white-water raft again. (I know, I know... but I'll take my kids half way across the world to romp under an exploding volcano all for Christ - I can't explain that either...)
- We'll never have money to actually have the opportunity to spend it on nice hotels and vacations like most people we know can and desire to do. Nor do we really care to do that. Too many starving kids in the world. But if somebody ever offers for us to do these things, wellll... we are capable of humble acceptance.
- Fly fishing looks fun and relaxing - if you don't have kids. I do, however, hope my boy learns to fish (I've given up on hubby). I am already encouraging him on how GREAT it would be (hint, hint) if he could fish and - just think about it! - provide food for the family (hint, hint ;)). Free trout = mmmm.
- I'm too old and tired for all of the above mentioned things. It doesn't matter if you're older than me, and don't bother telling me I am actually young - I am tired.
- My idea of the "good life" is sleeping uninterrupted through the night.
- I can't think of any other reason people could accuse us of just wanting to live the "good life" down in Argentina - Patagonia specifically - but I welcome you to come visit us when we get there and see for yourself. You'll either envy us for the missionary life - or you'll pity us for the "pathetic" conditions in which we live.
So, come see for yourself. There's A LOT to do and I can guarantee I will be jonesing for some good American company and a break from speaking Spanish. And, after all the chatting in English over some grass-fed, free-roaming, Patagonian Pampa beef, we'll gladly put you to work.