I met my husband in 2006. He has been a blessing to me and came to me when I needed him the most (“You have no idea. That’s a different blog”). My youth was full of spiritual activity and lots of fun. When I met Alfredo I was a well rounded adult and ready to marry.
Alfredo and I have different backgrounds. While I was raised to set spiritual goals (“Sky’s the limit” when it comes to giving back to Jehovah), Alfredo was raised to think about his future and to create a stable life for himself. We have so much in common but in this area we differ. The goal of serving where the need is greater was mine, not his.
I served in Dominican Republic for a total of 9 months and although it was 16 years ago, for me it feels like it happened recently. I loved it and I hold it close to my heart. It changed me and taught me so many things. I didn’t just learn a language and make life long friends, I also learned about our worldwide brotherhood, how much Jehovah loves his people and how important the ministry REALLY is. I had to grow up fast and my way of thinking about things changed. I stopped only because I wasn’t sure how to continue and support myself financially.
When I married I kept looking for ways in which it would be possible for both of us to survive in another country and preach. My husband was not thinking of this at all. He was content being part of the local congregation. My mentality has always been that because we do not plan to have children we owe our extra time and energy to Jehovah. Christian parents have a hard responsibility given to them by Jehovah. What does Jehovah expect from a couple that chooses to be childless? Wouldn’t he expect more sacrifices in the ministry from us? I kept it in prayer. “If Jehovah wants us to go and help in another capacity, my husband will eventually see its benefits.” – my silent prayer. Quietly I prayed and made plans.
One day, to my surprise, my husband began asking questions about living in another country. Since I was making these plans already, I had been working online teaching English and he realized that perhaps we could do more. His job drains all of his energy and the only way to do more is to reduce costs. How do we do that on my meager salary? We move to a cheaper country! I tried not to get to far ahead of his processing this idea but in private I praised Jehovah.
In 2013 we visited Costa Rica to visit a friend and Alfredo loved it, but I had Dominican republic in my heart so we made plans to visit. In 2015 we went to Yamasa, Dominican Republic, where I had served 16 years ago. The friends there still remember me and I consider them family. They remain in my heart. To my disappointment, my husband did not feel very comfortable in the country. He loved the friends but Dominican Republic is not for the faint of heart. So now what?
So do we go to Costa Rica? What about Colombia? I have always wanted to go there. Someone told me about a little island of Honduras that needs a lot of help in Spanish. Another sister was trying to recruit us to Nicaragua and I have heard of all of the work that needs to be done there? I am adaptable. I am open to anything. Then I got a call from an old friend….