Re: Immigrant Mentality

Jary,
I loved your post about being an immigrant and I agree that for the most part people do not care to know your roots, your history or what culture has defined you and given you your special flavor. This reminds me once again of my immigrant status on this earth. I was born in Cuba and then moved to the United States when I was 4. I have heritage in Spain and part of my heart belongs to Morocco and other places I have been. To all these I am considered an immigrant. To some I have been a resident alien. But I have only one permanent Citizenship and this place lays above all the ones I have been to. It is the place of my origin, where  my flavor, and my essence comes from. Where my past, my present and my future lays. I am a permanent citizen of heaven.

What it is crazy and sad is that in my earthy residence there are people trying to make us forget, regret and give up our citizenship. We are letting people get away with taking God out of schools, government, and even churches then when tragedy strikes and people do bad things to other people we ask where God is. This is what happens when you forget where and whom you came from.

My point in relations to your blog is that we must never allow others to change who we are, our history, our essence, our flavor, and our citizen status just because it is convenient. Who cares what others think, or what they want us to be. We are who God created us to be, amazing resident aliens of this world , we are the salt that give the flavor. We are to respect and love one another and plant the seed of hope and love in each and everyone we encounter

We shall always remember our permanent residence and rest assure knowing that one day soon we will return.

"The alien who resides among you shall be to you as the citizen among you; you shall love the alien as yourself, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt; I am the Lord your God." From the New Testament Letter to the Hebrews we hear, "Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing so some have entertained angels unawares."

Thanks sister for your inspiring words.

Ivis


Cuanta razón tiene Isabel (mi escritora favorita), muy pocas personas se interesan por la vida que teníamos en nuestro país de origen, muy pocas son conscientes de que tenemos una historia, un pasado, cosas importantes que hemos dejado y que aun en la distancia siguen siendo nuestras.

Nuestra infancia, nuestros amigos, nuestra familia, las vacaciones, las navidades, los colores, los sabores, los olores, los paisajes...Todo eso que forma parte de lo que somos, y que nos recuerda que para vivir en otro país no hace falta olvidar, ni dejar atrás cosas y personas, sólo hace falta agrandar nuestros corazones, y abrir nuestras mentes, para crecer cada vez más y más en conocimiento, en cultura, enriqueciéndonos y nutriéndonos de los nuevos amigos, los nuevos sabores, los nuevos paisajes, colores, olores amores, etc.

Ahhhh que bonito es formar parte de dos culturas, me siento orgullosa de venir de donde vengo, y de estar en donde estoy. Soy ciudadana de ambos países, y represento ambas culturas...me quedo sólo con lo bueno de cada una de ellas, y aprendo de lo no tan bueno.