Texas and Tennessee to Atlanta to Lima to Arequipa, Peru. After five years of planning, our two families packed our bags, said our goodbyes, and headed to Peru. We are so thankful that we are here. God has blessed our journey and we are eager to see his kingdom spread in this part of the world.
That’s all we wanted, really. And we wanted it to include more than one room besides the bathroom, so after three weeks of hotel living, we are ready to head out into the real world of Arequipa! We have hunted for apartments for the last week or so, and it’s been quite a ride. There is a light at the end of the tunnel, so thank you for your prayers!
It’s Friday night after our second long week of language school. We’ve got a lot to be thankful for. When we investigated language schools over a year ago, Casa de Avila was hands-down the best option in town. That, however, was far from a guarantee of excellence. One of the things I have anticipated most during the last years is language and culture training. There is something so rewarding about the look on a Peruvian’s face when you can make a word play in Spanish, order a traditional plate at a local dive, or haggle in the market without missing a beat.
I’m not sure how many of you have ever had to run through an airport with a slim chance of making your international connection. Up until August 25th none of us had. There we were though; four first-time missionaries running our tails off through the Atlanta airport hoping that the gate folks would take pity on us and allow us on the plane which we were certainly going to miss. God is good, as you all know, and we made our flight by 8 minutes.