When I moved into the US, I lived in GA, where I learned I was a ferrrrrnnnneeerr. Later, I learned that was slang for "foreigner."
So, I live my life as a missionary to teens in a country that doesn't think it needs missionaries. I am a missionary to a Christian country, is it any wonder that I am often frustrated?
July 1 was Canada Day. A day where Canada celebrates it is it's own country, as long as the Queen allows it to be so.
On July 1 I received an email from the Canadian Ambassador to America, Frank McKenna. He just became Ambassador on March 8th. I've lived here 5.5 years and he is the first Ambassador to contact me.
He invited me to register at a site called, Connect2Canada - so now I am connected.
Isn't great belonging somewhere?