Nashville, TN: I love moments in life when suddenly something just clicks. The lightbulb appears, the clouds part, you have an "aha moment" (which, upon further research, Mutual of Omaha bank and Oprah have
sued each other over the use of the phrase. The big Os in battle. Gotta love it.). I was driving through
my old neighborhood today (coincidentally, finding the need to peruse that area once again, thanks to the new
Thistle Farms building now nestled around the corner from it) and was searching through my iPod to find something to provide background music to the not-as-intense-but-still-compelling experience. In between the
Peter's,
Paul's and
Mary's, a man's voice would boom through my speakers.
Lesson One: Pronunciation.
Giggling, I would skip ahead and shake my head at the audio portion of the
Rosetta Stone Spanish lessons I genuinely thought I would use to learn a new language while driving around town (ah, multitasking goals.....). But not soon after, still trying to find that perfect companion to my daydream drive, the voice came loud and clear again.
Lesson Two: Speaking.
Haha. Ok, funny. But seriously, where's a little
Busbee when I need him? Again, pushing forward through my 1,000+ songs, low and behold, that same f*ing guy is obviously not giving up.
Lesson Three: Conversation.
And then it clicks. This isn't about learning Spanish (or NOT learning Spanish, as the case may be), this is about lessons. We will keep getting the same lesson over and over and over until we finally get it. They may come in different packages, in different circumstances, in different languages, but we will continually get the same lesson until we have learned what we are supposed to learn, and then move forward to the next lesson until that clicks.
I pray for the patience to learn these lessons and not be so quick to jump to the next one.
And perhaps learn a little español as well.