As far as culture shock in a European country goes, I think the best advice I can give someone is that IT WILL HAPPEN. It doesn't matter who you are, where you are from, or how long you've been there- eventually, at some point, it will happen to you. Bad news? Not necessarily. Academically speaking, it is a learning experience first off. Second, it gives you an opportunity to seek God in that place. The lie that I was able to destroy was this: "God doesn't exist in (such a such place or) France!". As the French say (although not necessarily on this subject)
Pas de tout! (Not at all!) --Sidenote: That is actually what my French History teacher screams at us when we make any sort of mistake, of course after laughing at and mocking the error for at least a minute and a half...
Anyhow, the truth of the matter is, God is in fact EVERYWHERE. And it isn't a matter of looking for Him. (A good friend of mine said once that one of his favourite stereotypical statements from Christians is "I found Jesus!"
to which he said, "Was He lost?") We seek God. We don't look for Him. Looking for something is what you do when it doesn't know where it is. God is pretty darn sure of where He is, let me tell you that. The French see the difference in this: When I walk into a vegetable store here looking for, say, some tomatoes, I would say, "Je cherche des tomates" Which literally means, "I seek the tomatoes" What is the difference, then? To seek something is to go in search of something that we believe to already be there. I know when I walk into that marchet that they are going to have tomatoes. All of them do! Webster's Dictionary® defines the verb to seek as "to go to". So let's go to God.
My point in this little linguistic lesson (which may or may not have made sense because not only is it 2h, but also very difficult to explain in English=a very tricky language) is that we shouldn't go looking for God. That requires so much more effort than He has intended for there to be. Why? Because He is right here! We don't need to go looking for Him- HE ISN'T LOST! Just call to Him, and He will answer. Jeramiah 33:3-- 'Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.' We know He's there!!!! Matthew 7:7-- '...seek and ye shall find...' If you [Webster's®] GO TO God, you will find Him.
Alors, je veux vous dire ça à sujet de "culture shock": There are a lot of times when I feel like God doesn't exist in this city. I had the most spiritually fulfilling day: the weather was beautiful, I ate well, I had good times in class and with friends, I got some wonderful news from someone back home. Well, I was absolutely praising Him. I was so sure He was walking right by my side and pulling me up and up and up to have the best day. Donc, I pulled out my guitar and worshipped for a while, until someone knocked on my door to quiet me down. Curfew. That was my first let down. I felt a little crushed inside, honnêtement... so I moved on to do some homework and decided to move down to the kitchen for some tea. I ran across the group of guys (they aren't even French) who seem to get a kick out of making fun of my accent. I then got a rather odd response from one of my new French friends about something I had done that, in America, would be seen as friendly, but apparently here, its seen otherwise. I was pretty fried by that point (at which I was crying right there in the kitchen) and went upstairs and attempted to call any of my friends that could possibly console me.
My advice? The best way to deal with culture shock is this: expect it. Know that it will come, and be okay with it. Be okay that you're different. And when you find out that you are, go seek God and have Him remind you a million times over that you were made that way, and that He is only putting you in these situations to grow you. After all, flowers always bloom after a storm...
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