Our Community Blog: Claas Ehlers, President, “Compassionate Hospitality”

October 18, 2016

ceThis September I had the remarkable experience of spending a week in Bolivia. My son was studying there and I wanted to visit him, but also I have extensive family throughout the country, only one member of which I had ever met.

So my wife, feeling this was a singular opportunity for me, sacrificed our 25th wedding anniversary trip so I could go. I cashed in miles and jury-rigged an itinerary that we could afford with the money we had set aside for the celebration.

I arrived in Cochabamba and stayed for a week with my cousin Jorge and met other family members: Pablo, Katia, Adriana, Vicente, Teresa, Bernardo, Elsa, Leti, Mario. Jorge’s home was filled love, great food and hospitality.

It was also filled with Spanish (which I had not studied since freshman year of college) and foreign customs. I worried about behaving the right way, talking about the right subjects, responding appropriately to barely understood jokes or serious issues. I was very aware of the sacrifices they were making so I could have a comfortable bed to sleep in, delicious meals and company in a strange place.

Don’t get me wrong; my family could not have been more positive, affirming, hospitable, loving or kind. But I realized that my situation echoed many aspects that Family Promise guests experience. It gave me insight on how hard it is—and how rewarding—to be at the mercy of compassionate strangers.
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There was much delicious food, but if I did not eat it all would the hosts feel they have failed? There were rules I could hardly fathom of both spoken and nonverbal language. (I kept mixing up common words. My older daughter “mi hija mayor” became my better daughter “mi hija mejor” for example.) I had to weigh whether my hosts wanted a break from me, or me from them. If I would disappoint them or make them feel they had disappointed me.

I have slept in more than a dozen different host congregations and with those I was not familiar I got a glimpse of this dynamic. But my week in Bolivia, one of the most meaningful experiences in my life, gave me a much deeper look at this aspect of guests’ lives.

I would not trade the joy and warmth of that week for anything, nor would I trade that kernel of insight.

Gracias mis primos, muchos abrazos.

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