My International Friends

I’ve always loved International folks. I’ve always wanted to travel to all the world and make friends. Even as a little girl I was fascinated with folks who were a different color or spoke a different language than I did. I’m so fortunate! I’ve now been to 15 countries in Africa, Asia, Europe, North America, and South America! Oh, there are so many more places I would love to go to!

I suppose this came from when I was a very little girl! You see, my great aunts and uncles and my grandma Aanas all came from northeastern Iowa where many Norwegian folks lived. The farm that my great-great grandparents homesteaded was still in the family. My relatives were all white, of course, but they spoke a different language. Norwegian. It was a fascinating language to listen to. I can still see and hear my great aunts walking down the sidewalk to my great-grandparents house in Waterloo, Iowa. They were three or four women all talking at once, each trying to get the attention of the others! It was quite hilarious and I’m sure the neighbors had a good laugh!

Another recollection was in the early 40’s when a Japanese couple lived in a room in our upstairs in Des Moines, Iowa. They spoke English to us but Japanese to each other.

After my youngest son entered high school I became a tutor for folks who needed to learn English as their second language. I loved my job and I loved each of my students. They came from many different countries from all over the world! They were all ages and they were all here legally!

One evening I got a phone call from a girl with broken English, who asked if I would meet her to talk because she had a problem. Of course I said yes. When I arrived at the house where she was living, she immediately came out to my car and got in the passenger side. She said, “I need to talk to you. I have a problem!” I had never met this young person before and didn’t even know her name! But she slowly and softly told me she was pregnant. I felt we needed to back up so I could get to know her and her situation.

She had been hired and brought to the US illegally, by the folks she was living with, to be the caregiver for the ailing bed-fast mother, of the husband, in the family!

During an evening off she became pregnant by a young man who now wanted nothing to do with her! She needed to talk with someone and my name and phone number had been given to her! Our city had a medical clinic for low income folks but I told her first she needed to get a green card so she was here legally. I assured her I would go with her to Detroit to get it. I had made this trip before and she agreed to go.

A day before we went she called me again to tell me we didn’t need to go to Detroit now because she had gotten married! A friend offered to marry her so she was now legal! A few months later she lost the baby. I haven’t heard from her now in many years.

Today we have a problem! A huge problem! I still love all the international folks I ever see or meet. I’m for all people no matter their color, language, age, religion. God made them, He loves them and I love them.

My country has laws. I’ve been taught to obey the laws. I believe everyone should obey the law, citizens and non-citizens. Yes, there are non-citizens living here.

Those hundreds and hundreds of people in Mexico wanting to cross the border and come to live here are wrong to think they can just enter and make a new home here illegally. No, we have laws. I obey them as most all citizens do! Love has nothing to do with it! I still love them but they must obey the laws and come across our border legally. I don’t see any other way.

One person said to me, “Well, God loves them and He wouldn’t keep them out!” To which I replied, “Yes, God loves them, He sent His Son to die for them but even God has laws. God gave His Son for us so we could go to heaven when we die, but those who don’t accept Him will not go to heaven. For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16. A person who is not born again will not go to heaven when they die. I believe it and I am born again.

I love all those people wanting to come across the border to live here. But they must come across legally.