Some things get lost in translation.
I think about all the beliefs that I had and how sure I was that I had the true orthodox view. Then I moved to Rwanda, and the things that I was so sure were of utmost importance became much less important.
God is doing a new translation of the gospel in my life. I don’t know where it will lead to or when it will end, but I am enjoying the discomfort of “not knowing” everything that I seemed so sure of yesterday.
I would imagine others in a cross cultural experience have gone down this same path. It is a purging of all the excess that had built up on my spirit like barnacles on the bottom of a ship.
They had been there so long that I thought they were part of who and what I was. God is the ultimate de-barnaclizer! It kind of feels good after a while because I move faster in the water!
Psalm 51 reminds me of this process, “Create in me a clean heart, O God. Renew a loyal spirit within me.”