How do you fall in love with a person you’ve never met? I can’t explain it, but I know it happens, because it happened to me. I have a new grandson, born a week ago in Peru, and I love him dearly. Please meet Oliver Miguel Connally, who made his appearance on August 30, 2013. His parents are my son Brendan and his wife Erin, who are missionaries serving the Quechua people of the Andes mountains. (To see their website, click here. They work with an excellent organization called SIM.) Oliver weighed 8 lb., 9 oz. at birth and is eager to find out about this new world he’s in.
It amazes me to think about the life this boy will have. He will be a citizen of both Peru and the U.S. He will be trilingual, speaking English at home, Spanish on the streets and in school, and Quechua in church and in the villages where he will go with his parents. Cuy (guinea pig) will probably taste more normal to him than salmon. Doing without plumbing and electricity when necessary won’t be any big deal to him. And oh, the things that he’ll learn and do, growing up with his parents’ joy, faith and willingness for adventure. Welcome, Oliver!