Nine months ago I upped and moved my life across Europe to live in Kosova, the country that I now call home. I moved to Prishtina, the capital city, and established friendships, routine, a place that felt like home, ministries and a solid church fellowship. Sounds great, right? Well, God had other plans for me, and one month ago I moved again. Yes, that's right. Moved. To the very beautiful Suhareka. Different area. Different home. Different people. Different ministries. Different fellowship. Same God :)
This is my street :)
Hello Suhareka. Hello home.
I feel contented and at peace with this move because I have no doubt that this is where God wants me to be. I had been praying for several months about where specifically in Kosova God wanted me to be serving, and this was prompted by the previous missionaries (John&Katie Witmer)'s news that they would be returning home to America as Katie was pregnant. Truthfully I felt pressured to move as I (admittedly in lacking to trust God) couldn't see a solution other than this to continue the work of the Church in the Suhareka area. And each time I prayed about it God clearly answered my questions with the same answer of "stay where you are. I'm in control". Then two months ago, while talking with Glenn about it, I finally realised that the pressure was coming from myself and that I had to hand it over to God to figure out. And it was only after that when I was praying about the Church in Suhareka that God said "Now you should go. Now is my timing. Now it's time for change". And so here I am. Trusting, and learning to rest in God.
Life here is different. There is a lot less English and a lot more culture to face but who doesn't love a good challenge, right?
Please continue to pray for me as I establish myself in this place. I feel blessed all the while that I get to serve here, and that my God is great, and that I face no challenge alone.
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