A Husband in Mexico
The following scene is a true story centered around me and
three Mexican Nationals who have recently become my friends and self-appointed
matchmakers. The Characters are:
Eraclio-Pastor of Bethel Church here in Monterrey. He’s in
his forties and someone whose humor I had to get used to. I was never sure if
he was joking, and he often pretends he doesn’t understand my Spanish when I
know for sure he does. However, he can be pretty funny and also quite serious.
Amalia- Eraclio’s wife. She’s a sweetheart and she can be
just as funny as her husband.
Deliah-Friend of Eraclio and Amalia. They call her their
sister.
Daniel-A poor victim of the other characters’ matchmaking
schemes.
The scene takes place at a picnic table in a park on top of
a Mountain in Monterrey. It’s a casual conversation as we are being lazy after
lunch.
Deliah: (to me) Do you have a husband?
Me: No.
Amalia:
Boyfriend?
Me: No. I’m
single. Very single.
Eraclio: You need
a husband. What do you want? A missionary? A pastor?
Me: Sure.
Eraclio: A
pastor?
Me: Yeah, that’d
be fine.
Eraclio: This is
what you do. You work at a church. You be an assistant to a pastor. Then you
become his wife.
Me: Perfect.
Eraclio: Mexican
or no?
Me: I don’t know.
Only God knows.
Eraclio: Okay,
how old are you?
Me: 27.
Eraclio: What was
your major in college?
Me: Literature
Deliah: What do
you want? A boyfriend or a husband?
Me: Both, I
guess.
Eraclio: At the
same time! Haha!
Deliah: (to Eraclio) No, first one and then the
other.
Amaliah: Yes, one
leads to another. But friends first.
Me: Exactly, but
only one time. I don’t want lots of boyfriends. I’d prefer just one.
Amaliah: That’s
good.
Deliah: That’s
right. You’re very smart.
Eraclio: No fun
at all!
Deliah: Okay, we
are going to pray.
Amaliah: Yes, we
are going to pray for your husband.
Me: My mom in the
States thanks you.
Amaliah: We are
going to pray for one year.
Me: Okay, that’s
not too fast.
Eraclio: That is
fast! Boyfriend and then marriage? This is fast.
Amaliah: You and
I were one year.
Eraclio: No, I
think a year and a half.
Amaliah: Yes,
you’re right, one in a half.
Deliah: Okay, one
year. It’s not too fast. It can happen.
Eraclio: So what
do we have? A woman. 27 years old. A missionary. A major in literature.
Me: What is this?
My resume? For a husband?
Eraclio: Yes. Now
let’s see. Who is good for you? You are turning red.
Me: It’s the sun.
Eraclio: No,
you’re blushing. (to Daniel) Daniel,
hey Daniel. This is what you need to do. Become ordained and then you can marry
her. (To me) He is a really good cook
and he can wash clothes with his hands.
Me: Well, when is
the wedding?!
Eraclio: You name
the date; I’ll be there to officiate.
Me: Good plan.
Eraclio: Yes,
it’s a good plan.
The rest of the afternoon they spent trying to get me to sit
near Daniel or stand near Daniel. Then they got a picture with me that I’m
positive will be used for matchmaking purposes.
The story ends on a serious and sweet note, however. Eraclio
saw me a couple days later and informed me that he and his wife had prayed for
my husband. At first I thought he was just messing around, but then I saw that
he was really serious. Turns out he and his wife had prayed together the night
before and had specifically prayed for my husband. It was such a sweet feeling
to be cared for by these people who I barely know. It also feels so good to
know I not only have a prayer team in the States but I also have a prayer team
here in Monterrey!