Comfortable with the Uncomfortable
Here at the University of Ghana washing machines, hot showers, and A/C is a luxury we don’t live with. The power drops out at times and occasionally there will be no running water. The food tastes different, and most foods you eat with your hands. And I’m no longer surprised to hear “you’re invited” when someone is grubbing down on a meal, really, I’ve come to expect the kind gesture. Singing and dancing is something that could be done anytime and anywhere. The names are different and often hard to pronounce. Everyone here has a day of the week name that they are born with, and people always enjoy when I introduce myself by my Tuesday born name Kwabena.
At the medical clinic, I’ve grown to be called Bra Kobe by my friends. I’m pretty sure I have been called Obruni (man from overseas) more than Jordan. The concept of time is different. GMT, Ghana Man Time, I still don’t fully understand it but I no longer bother showing up within 30 minutes to an hour of when something is said to start. I would say that time doesn’t mark events, but events mark the time. My friend shared with me that his father was born in the summer time of the year of the big drought. The day, the time, who knows.
There are many differences from back home and here in Ghana, some good, some bad, but mostly just different.
I look different, I talk different, and not growing up in Ghana my thinking is different. Yet in a place where I don’t fit in and am constantly uncomfortable, I feel calm and confident. I know that God is working all things for good and that this is exactly where I am supposed to be. I have grown beyond anything I would have imagined, and I feel like this is just the beginning. I am so excited for what is to come this semester and beyond.
Pray that this Ghanaian culture that I have grown to love continues to shape me into the person God wants me to be. Pray for Christian Life Mission Church, and all the Christians here who are impacting their culture.