Time and Spanish

After spending a week trying to learn the language, I struggled with the fact that Spanish is not time-efficient. It often takes more than twice as many syllables as it does in English to say anything, but I’ve yet to find a Peruvian in a hurry. People come to drop something off and what would be considered “overstaying your welcome” in American culture is a welcomed visit. Peruvians often arrive and leave later than planned; time is more of a suggestion than a controlling cultural force.

It was so hard for me to stop thinking in terms of time and efficiency. I’ve been raised in a culture which promotes it, and I’ve thrived in school by utilizing good time management skills. As a runner, I’m always trying to compete against the clock—run more miles in less time. I’ve still made a genuine effort to put God’s plans first and be open to His will regardless of my own, but I’ve never been obligated to take my time with everything. I didn’t realize how restless I get when I have to go slowly.

I didn't want to miss out on an opportunity to love someone because I was in a hurry. I asked God for patience as I struggled with adapting to this part of the culture, while also asking God to show me what was in my heart and mind that made it so difficult to slow down. I don’t remember any specific revelation I had, but I’ve grown in God and no longer find it difficult. I appreciate the extra syllables as part of the beauty of the language and culture.

It's a slow and steady process to learn the language, too, but I've actually had trouble sleeping a few nights because I've been so excited about how far I've come. I praise God for the ability to learn a new language and communicate with so many new people!

Me encanta español!