Today I decided that I had to go to the laundry mat. I had a meeting at the University at 10:00 which went well and next - tackle three weeks worth of laundry! I got back to the hotel and asked my friend at the desk where the laundry mat was, she gave me directions but said I should probably buy the laundry soap in the store because she did not know if they sold it in the laundry or not. So off to the market I went - ok it's all in French and brands I have never heard of right! So I stand there staring and picking up this bottle and then that bottle - is this even laundry detergent??? Then coming down the isle toward me was a pretty young lady. So I simply asked what she used to wash her clothes - she pointed it out to me and I headed to the check out. I just wanted to make sure I wasn't buying dishwashing detergent to do my laundry :)
Now back to the hotel and up to the room. I had sorted everything the night before so it was all ready. I had four small bags and one large green bag with jeans. Since I could not carry them all I decided to take the four small bags, do them and then come back for the big bag. I walked about three blocks to the laundry and when I got there the door was locked. I had sit everything down so I could ring the buzzer for the door to be unlocked. I got inside and again everything is in French - of course I am in France right?? Anyway I figured out how much for each washer and then figured out that you paid in a central location on the wall for all the washers. The little red light was flashing and it would not take any money - so I could not wash my clothes. There was no attendant to ask for assistance so I picked up my four bags of still dirty clothes and walked back to the hotel. It's a good thing I am moving Saturday and there is a washing machine there or I might be in trouble :)
I had my first class a the University of Savoie tonight - 5:30 to 7:30. It is a class on the Society and Culture of Great Britain and the United States. It is taught in English to help International students improve their English speaking skills and business terminology. When the professor found out I was from America he asked me to pronounce words the way we do in America - so I let them know how we say it in Missouri :) Many of the French say they like my accent and that I speak slow enough for them to understand. Then he asked me if I would be willing to write a paper on the election process in American and give a presentation to the class. I said I would if I could do it after I move and he said I could let him know when I was ready - even if I wanted to wait until after the election. We talked after class and I told him I did not want to intimidate the other students and he said he was excited I was in the class. Outside several of the students wanted to talk and also said they were glad I was in the class.
I got back to the hotel about 8:00 and there was a group of college students having a bible study - so you know I had to crash the party. We had a great time - even thought I didn't understand a lot of what was said - I am picking up more and more words every day. The man and woman leading it were from the United States. They have been here over twenty years and lead this Bible study every year for the exchange students. Three of them were exchange students from the U.S. - one from Michigan, another from Nebraska and the third from Montana. We shared and talked until 10:30. The kids (as I call them) kept telling me that France has such a need for missionaries. One of the girls from the states said she wished I could meet her mom. She said her mom had lost the passion for Jesus that she once had. It still amazes me that kids don't see me as being the same age as their moms but I can still call them kids :)
Next week I think will be a time of much needed rest. I only have a couple of things scheduled and they are both at the end of the week. I will be moved in and settled - I need to spend some alone and quiet time with my Dad to see what the next steps are. I have several options in the coming months and I just need some clarity and some R & R :) I'm looking forward to my upper room, when you see the pictures of my apartment you'll understand what I'm talking about.
A six year preparation to move to Africa. Follow this amazing journey with all its trials, joys, failures and accomplishments. Only by God's grace and goodness can we finish the race set before us. Let's make the journey together.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
They Are An Answer To My Prayers
I had struggled all weekend with this apartment thing. So Sunday while I was at church (which was in French) I asked God why I was struggling so much with this. It was almost like He smiled and said, "you know this is not the place for you but you have heard so much negative about the possibility of you finding an apartment you are acting out of desperation - you are not desperate!" As soon as I made the decision not to take the apartment I had such peace - I can't tell you. He just kept reminding me that He is not broke and neither am I!! So first thing Monday morning I had Marie-lne call the landlady and tell her I would not take the apartment. There was such peace and joy that I almost skipped out of her office. She looked at me like I was nuts - she's not the first to think that. But she does not know my Dad nor does she know the conversation we had had this weekend.
Before I got back to the apartment I had a message from Grace to call Fran (two ladies I met last Sunday at Church) about a new apartment in a house pretty close to the church. Fran and I went to see it Monday afternoon. Jack was very nice and the apartment is brand new - no one had lived in it. He and his wife built two apartments on to the back of their house and he did all the wood work himself - it's amazing. Anyway they did not ask me for an assurance letter or deposit from the bank. In France you have to have a native French person sign a guarantee that if you skip town they will pay your rent. CRAZY - even the French people think so, but they have to do it even for each other. So Fran picked me up at the hotel and took me to the apartment - Jack does not speak English and my French still leaves a lot to be desired, so she interpreted for us. The studio (as I call it) was nice but quite a distance from the bus stop and not exactly the floor plan I would have chosen - the bedroom is upstairs and the bathroom is downstairs :( I told him I would think about it and let him know in the morning as I had another apartment closer to the bus stop to look at that afternoon. Fran could not go with me to the second apartment but it was fine because the landlady spoke English. That apartment was worse than the first apartment I had looked at so I called Fran to let Jack know that I wanted the apartment. There was an unfurnished apartment that I had seen that I really, really liked that kept tugging at me as well. When she called back she said that Jack was showing the apartment the next day and would let me know by 7:00 Tuesday night. Again I prayed - God if this is the one you want me to have make it clear and if not make it clear. So at 6:00 Fran called and said that I could have the apartment if I wanted it. I still did not have an answer so I told her I was going to take the bus out there and see how it would be to walk at night. On the 15 minute walk from the bus stop to the house Dad and I talked again. I reaffirmed to Him that I wanted to be where He wanted me to be and if it was "my" desire that was in the way to let me know. When I got to the house Jack saw me and invited me into the courtyard. He said his wife would be home soon and I asked to see the apartment one more time. We had just finished looking upstairs when Annekathrin came home. She is German/French and a wonderful lady. She speaks pretty good English and we had a good chat. It was after meeting them both and talking with them that I knew this was the place for me - not so much for the apartment but for what God wants to do in their lives :) I told them that I would take the apartment and asked how soon I could move in. Their response was as soon as I get the renter's insurance. We discussed some of the details and Annekathrin took me back to the hotel while Jack fixed dinner for them.
Today Jack found renter's insurance for me and they asked me to met them at the house at 5:00. Annekathrin took me to the insurance agency so she could translate for me and we got the renter's insurance (mandatory in France). Then we went back to the house and Jack called the phone company and got that taken care of. Annekathrin said she wanted to take me back to the hotel and she drove the opposite direction to town so she could show me how to get to the University from the house.
I said all that to say this - God is so awesome and I know that He has the rest of the details worked out. I have a bank account and an apartment in France without knowing anybody. It took me three weeks - but unless you have been here and faced all the road blocks you really can't appreciate how much of a miracle that is. My apartment is fully furnished with everything I will possible need and Annekathrin said if I need something that is not there to just ask. It is also the newest and least expensive apartment I looked at. As we were finishing up tonight I told them I needed to know how to have the bank make the check out Friday morning because I don't have my checks yet. We discussed the deposit and first month's rent and how to direct deposit it. When I asked them the prorated amount for the rest of September they both said - "no nothing" just pay the first of October!!!!
When I would thank Annekathrin today she would say I can't believe that you would go to Africa and then come here and know no one. She probably made reference to it two or three times today. She wanted to know how I knew Fran and I told her I met her a church and that there were five people from the Church looking for an apartment for me. She said that she had read how in America that people could go to the church when they could not get help from the government and she thought that was amazing. She said it is not like that here in France. When I told her that she and Jack were an answer to my prayer she didn't know what I meant. I told her that I had prayed that someone would be willing to rent to me without the assurance. I told her that they were the answer to that prayer. She said, "I guess it could be if you believe it is so". I am excited to see what God has in store for this quiet little community and for Jack and Annekathrin!!!
Again thank you everyone for your prayers - Grace calls me a missionary. I don't really think of myself that way - I just know that God puts me in places where the ground is hard and He just waters. I love to watch people bloom like beautiful flowers - watered and fed by the Spirit of God.
Before I got back to the apartment I had a message from Grace to call Fran (two ladies I met last Sunday at Church) about a new apartment in a house pretty close to the church. Fran and I went to see it Monday afternoon. Jack was very nice and the apartment is brand new - no one had lived in it. He and his wife built two apartments on to the back of their house and he did all the wood work himself - it's amazing. Anyway they did not ask me for an assurance letter or deposit from the bank. In France you have to have a native French person sign a guarantee that if you skip town they will pay your rent. CRAZY - even the French people think so, but they have to do it even for each other. So Fran picked me up at the hotel and took me to the apartment - Jack does not speak English and my French still leaves a lot to be desired, so she interpreted for us. The studio (as I call it) was nice but quite a distance from the bus stop and not exactly the floor plan I would have chosen - the bedroom is upstairs and the bathroom is downstairs :( I told him I would think about it and let him know in the morning as I had another apartment closer to the bus stop to look at that afternoon. Fran could not go with me to the second apartment but it was fine because the landlady spoke English. That apartment was worse than the first apartment I had looked at so I called Fran to let Jack know that I wanted the apartment. There was an unfurnished apartment that I had seen that I really, really liked that kept tugging at me as well. When she called back she said that Jack was showing the apartment the next day and would let me know by 7:00 Tuesday night. Again I prayed - God if this is the one you want me to have make it clear and if not make it clear. So at 6:00 Fran called and said that I could have the apartment if I wanted it. I still did not have an answer so I told her I was going to take the bus out there and see how it would be to walk at night. On the 15 minute walk from the bus stop to the house Dad and I talked again. I reaffirmed to Him that I wanted to be where He wanted me to be and if it was "my" desire that was in the way to let me know. When I got to the house Jack saw me and invited me into the courtyard. He said his wife would be home soon and I asked to see the apartment one more time. We had just finished looking upstairs when Annekathrin came home. She is German/French and a wonderful lady. She speaks pretty good English and we had a good chat. It was after meeting them both and talking with them that I knew this was the place for me - not so much for the apartment but for what God wants to do in their lives :) I told them that I would take the apartment and asked how soon I could move in. Their response was as soon as I get the renter's insurance. We discussed some of the details and Annekathrin took me back to the hotel while Jack fixed dinner for them.
Today Jack found renter's insurance for me and they asked me to met them at the house at 5:00. Annekathrin took me to the insurance agency so she could translate for me and we got the renter's insurance (mandatory in France). Then we went back to the house and Jack called the phone company and got that taken care of. Annekathrin said she wanted to take me back to the hotel and she drove the opposite direction to town so she could show me how to get to the University from the house.
I said all that to say this - God is so awesome and I know that He has the rest of the details worked out. I have a bank account and an apartment in France without knowing anybody. It took me three weeks - but unless you have been here and faced all the road blocks you really can't appreciate how much of a miracle that is. My apartment is fully furnished with everything I will possible need and Annekathrin said if I need something that is not there to just ask. It is also the newest and least expensive apartment I looked at. As we were finishing up tonight I told them I needed to know how to have the bank make the check out Friday morning because I don't have my checks yet. We discussed the deposit and first month's rent and how to direct deposit it. When I asked them the prorated amount for the rest of September they both said - "no nothing" just pay the first of October!!!!
When I would thank Annekathrin today she would say I can't believe that you would go to Africa and then come here and know no one. She probably made reference to it two or three times today. She wanted to know how I knew Fran and I told her I met her a church and that there were five people from the Church looking for an apartment for me. She said that she had read how in America that people could go to the church when they could not get help from the government and she thought that was amazing. She said it is not like that here in France. When I told her that she and Jack were an answer to my prayer she didn't know what I meant. I told her that I had prayed that someone would be willing to rent to me without the assurance. I told her that they were the answer to that prayer. She said, "I guess it could be if you believe it is so". I am excited to see what God has in store for this quiet little community and for Jack and Annekathrin!!!
Again thank you everyone for your prayers - Grace calls me a missionary. I don't really think of myself that way - I just know that God puts me in places where the ground is hard and He just waters. I love to watch people bloom like beautiful flowers - watered and fed by the Spirit of God.
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