Life in this new neighbourhood living alongside our missionary friends finally feels normal. While I thought all this while that I was the problem, I now realize that our old living space and the neighbours next door abusing their animals were.
How grateful we are to have moved out. Tomorrow we return the keys. And Cliff tells me the old neighbours with the poor abused dog just got an ADDITIONAL dog!
If you’re in a toxic situation affecting your well-being and you wonder if you’re the problem, I hope one day God will give you the strength and courage to leave your situation and see how loved, how normal and how treasured you are.
In our old house, after I bought this plant, it never flowered nor bloomed. I thought it never might.
But today, when Cliff brought it back for me, I saw it bloom—another gentle reminder that the old fruitless season has passed. And something beautiful is beginning. A life of flourishing and fruitfulness, perhaps.
People ask us every day if we’ve found our “forever home,” and the answer is no. I’m sensing it might not be for a while. But I’m so grateful we have till next year to find a home.
Meanwhile, friends keep reaching out to us to check in, to offer contacts, potential leads…I feel overwhelmingly loved by a community of friends all over the world here. Your prayers have truly upheld our family.
Just as I put my girls to sleep last night feeling heavy-hearted at the myriad of homes we have to live through, my 8-year old girl told me before she shut her eyes, “God has a home for us, Mummy. And even if we move a lot, that’s okay. These are all experiences! We gain so many experiences!”
I could have died hearing that. 😭😭