Well, earlier this week my wife and I packed up our Focus and drove across the country to the city of brotherly love. Awaiting us was a mattress on the floor at my aunt and uncles house in the burbs. Rachel and I spent two full days apartment searching, viewing, and contacting. We were getting discouraged after every apartment we looked at was either too expensive, too big (for 2 people anyway), or just too unliveable for a young married couple. This afternoon however was one of those beautiful moments where God reveals Himself in a very big way and we just simply have to step back, humble ourselves for our attitudes and frustrations, and then say: "wow God, you really do have a plan and you really are in control" As if my circumstances would determine that anyway. Man, I am so fickle at times and can totally see myself as being close friends with the disciples, who were constantly being challenged in their faith. Our last apartment viewing of the evening was the one that Rachel and I knew from the very beginning that this would be the place that we would call home in Philadelphia. It was the right size, the right price, and the right location. It is just a couple blocks from the school that Rachel will be teaching at and our landlord said that the neighborhood is very community focused. After we put down our deposit and began our trek back to the burbs, Rachel and I were filling I-95 with the praise of YHWH.
For those of you who may be wondering, I'm quite sure that it's not where the Fresh Prince exactly came from, but it is in West Philadelphia.
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Will you be on the playground most of your days now? So GLAD to hear you found a home.
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