Our first few days included the following: Get up, shower, eat, off to school to plan, scour the classifieds to find available housing, and then try to get someone fluent in the language to help us set up an appointment to view the house. Each time, the end result was the same – cost too much, unsettling spirit, not in great shape, or some combination of the three. There is something unsettling as a parent in knowing the inevitable end to your current living situation, realizing without a Plan B, your two children will not have one of the most basic and important necessities – housing. We really felt all along (even since our April visit) that God was calling us to live in World Club. It made perfect sense: Close to school, where we will work, we can ride bikes, which saves on gas, many of the dorm students we will be ministering to live there…the list went on. Yet, we continued to hit dead end after dead end. The next couple of days, it turned out, would be a turning point in our “new world” and our perspective therein.
nice article, keep the posts coming