. . . to put us on a street in south Nashville three doors down from an Eritrean family who speaks the same language as our son. The Tigray region in northern Ethiopia where he’s from borders the small country of Eritrea, and our neighbors speak Tigrinya fluently. It’s so comforting to know that there’s someone right down the street who can translate for us if needed. If he’s scared or feeling sad, we can speak words of peace and comfort to him through them. We can be friends with them and enjoy sharing a love for the Horn of Africa. I mean, what are the chances? And what are the chances that they have two boys in the same age range as our guys? Sometimes God is just way too good to us. Sometimes He gives us so much more than we even need. Sometimes He chooses to show His love for us in subtle, unexpected ways, and sometimes it seems like He screams it to us so loudly that it’s unmistakably from Him. Today I’m thanking God for our neighbors and that He knows what we need – even right down to our street number!
And on a side note, our airline tickets have been purchased, and we’ve already started gathering stuff to pack! Only 19 days until we leave & 22 days until we meet our little boy for the first time!!!
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