For awhile we had been wanting to move to some place cheaper, but we didn't want to move too far away from the friends God has put in our lives. About two weeks ago our friends told us that an apartment close to their building was going to be opening up. We went and saw it and loved it! And it's about $200 a month cheaper than where we are staying at right now! It's a little bit smaller than ours and needs a little work, but we don't need a lot of room and it's perfect for us. It's also on the bottom floor - which will be SO much easier! Right now we're living on the 4th floor and I'm so glad we will no longer have to deal with kids fighting over who gets to push the button for the elevator, getting fingers pinched in the elevator, the elevator not working, or trying to fit all of us plus groceries and a bike into that tiny little elevator. Did I mention I really don't like elevators? Yay for being able to walk out of our apartment and go right outside! Makes my life much simpler.
Anyway, we move in on Saturday. Saturday, as in two more days. So we've been busy packing up and moving things over to our new place - which is right across the park and takes about two minutes to walk to. God is so good! Our friends have been so helpful and are excited that we'll be a little closer to them. We have been slowly moving things out of this apartment and into our new one. It's kind of funny because we haven't put a single thing in a box. We are filling up our suitcases, walking them through the park to our new place, emptying them and bringing them back to fill up again. Yup, that's how we roll!
We will do this move without any boxes or a moving truck. Well, we actually might need to rent a small truck to move our fridge, stove and washing machine. But besides that we really don't have a lot of stuff. It makes moving pretty easy. The kids are also really excited about our new apartment. And moving this time around is a LOT more easy than when we first moved here since we already have two years of language under our belts. When we first came to Turkey all we knew how to say was hello. That's it. We couldn't talk to anyone! The first couple of months were rough and I'm sure we made plenty of mistakes and lots of people were wondering who are these crazy foreigners who let their kids play outside in April without 15 layers of clothing on :)
But we survived and somewhere along the way this country has become our home. I mean, I don't think I will ever feel completely at home here, but I also know for certain that if we moved back to America it wouldn't feel like home either. And I think that's a good thing. It's a good reminder for me that this world is not our home.
I'm so thankful that God totally messed up our plans and we ended up here. He sure does have a sense of humor. Never in a million years would I have thought I would be living in Turkey, a country I knew nothing about and couldn't even place on a map 5 years ago! But yet here we are, right where God wants us to be. And it's a good feeling knowing I'm right where God wants me to be, even if it isn't always easy, even if some days I feel like giving up and going home, even if I feel like I will never understand this language or this culture.
But I know His grace is sufficient for me and His power is made perfect in my weakness.
Now for a few random pictures:
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| We were pleasantly surprised to come back to Turkey and find out that a lot of the parks in our area had been re-done. We call this one the pirate ship park. The kids love it! |
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| Yohanis and a friend |
See ya next week when we have the internet hooked up in our new place!



























