Praise the Lord, tomorrow is Friday!

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What a whirl wind week.  School is interactive, intense, challenging, and going well with our whole family being taught privately.  Not everyday that you can go to school with your children and all learn together.
We chose to move this week into a villa home near the university.  It was the open door.  All other doors were just not swinging open quite right.  Today Darron and I unpacked our suitcases.  The first time since the end of June.  Wow.....it sure feels good!  We have been so incredibly busy attending school, doing homework, cleaning to our standard, shopping, etc.  At last we have internet, because Darron purchased a wi-fi hot spot.  Hopefully over the weekend I can post pictures of our new home and give more details.  For now it is 8:30 and past my bed time for we arise at 4 to get the day going around here.  Also, hope to hire a house helper....because with us in language school it is like working a full time job.  We are happy to see Friday coming and know that we will have a two day break from school!  Whew......    Darron will preach Friday night for the students at the university close to our home.  He is siap (ready) to be preaching again!

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  1. UnknownSeptember 8, 2011 at 4:11 PM

    I soooo understand the whirlwind life of trying to manage home, language learning, ministry, etc. Thinking of you and happy you have a home!! And get to unpack!! Yay!

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  2. American Swede PhotographySeptember 8, 2011 at 4:40 PM

    Oh, Ruth. So relieved for you! And house help sounds better than good!

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  3. marianSeptember 9, 2011 at 7:32 AM

    Sounds like things are looking good for you all. I will be watching for photos of your new home. I love reading of your experiences in your new adventure. Have a relaxing weekend.

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  4. Yaya HinckSeptember 10, 2011 at 11:03 AM

    Yay! A home at last! Even if it is temporary! Looking forward to seeing the pictures....hugs to all! Miss you girl...Ida

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  5. Kristi and Mark K.September 21, 2011 at 6:46 AM

    Oh the joy of unpacking your suitcases and knowing where your toothbrush is every time. I'm so impressed with your positive spirit. As hard as your trails are, you make it sound very tempting to join you... Praise the Lord for house help! A nice gift that God grants His 24/7 working missionary mothers. We will pray for a hard working and kind assistant for you!

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