One of the most unexpected phenomenon we have experienced while being here in Mozambique is the surprising amount of contact we still have with friends and family back home. Although we aren’t nearly as plugged into people’s lives as we once were, and we don’t get to watch our nieces and nephews grow up, we are still graciously kept up to speed on a lot of what is happening.
One of the interesting side effects of this connection is how safe people feel venting to us, or sharing secrets. As a pastor, I was regularly entrusted with quite a few secrets and confessions over the years. However, this feels different. Regularly when talking to someone who needs to get something off from their chest they will say, “Well, I suppose it is pretty safe to talk to you since you are half way around the world…”
It’s true. We are half way around the world. And I guess that makes me your virtual missionary bartender. You can pour out your sorrows and secrets knowing I will take them to the grave…and there is very little chance I will run into anyone who cares about them.