On the real side:
This morning I could barely get out of bed. Not just this morning, but the last couple of mornings. We are just exhausted. Part of it is the let down of all the business of leaving the US and the emotional goodbyes. Part of it is jet lag. Part of it is the newness of everything (new school, new city, new mode of transportation, etc.). Unfortunaely we have been sick too. I think our bodies are reminding us we are not as super human as we try to be (sigh, too bad).
We are still staying at the guest home as we slowly move into our house. Usually we are relativly settled in days-weeks, tackling the job with zest and fervor. Not this time. We are getting things done in slow motion it seems and I wrestle with not being overwhelmed at the task (s) that loom ahead. We are wiping mold off of our wood furniture, unpacking boxes, waxing floors, etc. We need to shop for some needed furniture and bikes, but I am just not ready to tackle that yet. Tim spent today running all over registering with the city office, opening a bank account, buying train passes for the boys, etc. Several missionary friends have gently reminded us to give it time...and to give ourselves time.
On the thanks and praise side:
We have so much to be thankful for: Missionary friends who have helped us with meals, transporting and giving us furniture, finding places to shop, etc. - A guest home (and some time) to land while we unpack and start to set up our house...And it is in the same area (and same train station) as our house so we are already getting used to this area - The boys settling into school and the daily commute by train
I was reminded again this morning to chose thanks and praise, "The Lord is faithful to all His promises, He is good to me and rich in love, everyday I will praise Him for He upholds me when I stumble and is near to me when I call for He hears my cry and answers me. My mouth will speak in praise of the Lord." (paraphrased from Psalm 145)
