So, we're finally in Athens and I feel like my head might be above water.
I have been dying to share the story of where we're living, temporarily.
We took a trip to Georgia to look for housing a couple of weeks ago.
We spent eight hours in record high temperatures and looked at over twenty houses in one day.
God bless Justin, our real estate agent.
At the end of that looooong day, we decided that we would rent something for a while.
We were explaining our day and our decision to my parents over dinner when we got a call.
Our pastor called to tell us that a family in the church needed someone to live in their home.
They work with a mission sending agency here in Athens, and they've been in Africa since May.
Did I mention that they were in Africa with their three kids?
...their three kids under the age of 5?
Anyway, there has been a sweet exchange student living in their house for them since May,
but she needed to move out at the end of August.
...pretty much the week we needed to move, she needed to move out.
Our pastor gave us a number to reach the family in Africa, and we called them to talk details.
Ends up, they offered us the opportunity to live in their home until they return around Thanksgiving.
You'll never guess what happened next....
We found out their first and last names and realized that the names were strangely familiar.
Hold onto your socks!
They lived right next door to us when we lived in married family housing in Seminary!!!
...in Wilmore, Kentucky.
We haven't talked to them since we all graduated and moved nearly twelve years ago.
So, here we are, living in their house with their stuff for the next 3 months.
Everything we own, except for our clothes and homeschool stuff, is in storage.
This kind of generosity turns you inside out.
It is grace undeserved.
These God moments change you forever.
I'll be back to share with you what it's been like to have no tv in this house.
Here's a hint....not sure I'll ever pay for cable again.