I have a new roommate! I have a new roommate! And I couldn’t be happier…
…not that things were dull having my 82-year old grandpa as a roommate, but we couldn’t share clothes. Cynthia and I can. :)
Abuelo and I enthusiastically welcomed Cynthia to her new home on Sunday night. Abuelo insisted on buying her flowers, so we made a quick trip to Albertson’s just before her arrival where Abuelo picked out a brightly colored bouquet of gerber daisies, fiery dahlias, and other equally cheerful flowers. Before we finished arranging them, Cynthia was at the front door step with a beaming smile on her face. I had to pinch myself a few times and let out a little scream just to make sure the situation was in fact reality. (The past two months have slowly sputtered along waiting for Cynthia to arrive). Finally, she is here!
To celebrate her arrival, I took Cynthia out to do what I do best…get lost. We jumped in my car and started cruising through Lake Oswego as I pompously boasted about the city I now “knew like the back of my hand.” Apparently, my back hand and I are complete strangers, because I definitely took a wrong turn somewhere and before we knew it we were sitting in a parking lot between an Indian Imports store, a Chinese seafood shop, and a Mexican grocery store. We may as well have been in India, China, or Mexico. I had no clue where we were. After commenting on the beautiful saris in the window of the closed shop, the recent FDA warnings on eating Chinese fish, and how happy we both were with the rich cultural diversity of Portland, Cynthia and I laughed a little and meandered back onto the highway that eventually took us to another highway that eventually got us back safely to my grandfather’s house. We decided that home sweet home sounded like a good place to spend the evening.
Already since Cynthia’s arrival, we have had many great talks—on topics from the seriously spiritual, to the practical, to the hilarious. She has been such a blessing so far, and I am so happy she has finally arrived! We already have a mile-long list of “things to do”, one of which includes living like locals and attending the annual Independence Day Lake Oswego Pancake Breakfast at the park by my grandpa’s house. :)
Please keep Cynthia in your prayers as she begins the journey of adjusting to this new environment, and especially as she hunts for a job. She is hoping to work at a non-profit of some sort (that would make two of us!). Pray that the Lord would provide a great job opportunity for her in His perfect timing. Also pray that we would sharpen and encourage one another, be servants to one another, and especially to my grandfather. I know that God will do awesome things in Cynthia’s heart she walks into this new season of life…
Three down, one to go. Now we’re just waiting on roommate #4….Kelli Simpson!
Proverbs 27:17 “As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another.”
…not that things were dull having my 82-year old grandpa as a roommate, but we couldn’t share clothes. Cynthia and I can. :)
Abuelo and I enthusiastically welcomed Cynthia to her new home on Sunday night. Abuelo insisted on buying her flowers, so we made a quick trip to Albertson’s just before her arrival where Abuelo picked out a brightly colored bouquet of gerber daisies, fiery dahlias, and other equally cheerful flowers. Before we finished arranging them, Cynthia was at the front door step with a beaming smile on her face. I had to pinch myself a few times and let out a little scream just to make sure the situation was in fact reality. (The past two months have slowly sputtered along waiting for Cynthia to arrive). Finally, she is here!
To celebrate her arrival, I took Cynthia out to do what I do best…get lost. We jumped in my car and started cruising through Lake Oswego as I pompously boasted about the city I now “knew like the back of my hand.” Apparently, my back hand and I are complete strangers, because I definitely took a wrong turn somewhere and before we knew it we were sitting in a parking lot between an Indian Imports store, a Chinese seafood shop, and a Mexican grocery store. We may as well have been in India, China, or Mexico. I had no clue where we were. After commenting on the beautiful saris in the window of the closed shop, the recent FDA warnings on eating Chinese fish, and how happy we both were with the rich cultural diversity of Portland, Cynthia and I laughed a little and meandered back onto the highway that eventually took us to another highway that eventually got us back safely to my grandfather’s house. We decided that home sweet home sounded like a good place to spend the evening.
Already since Cynthia’s arrival, we have had many great talks—on topics from the seriously spiritual, to the practical, to the hilarious. She has been such a blessing so far, and I am so happy she has finally arrived! We already have a mile-long list of “things to do”, one of which includes living like locals and attending the annual Independence Day Lake Oswego Pancake Breakfast at the park by my grandpa’s house. :)
Please keep Cynthia in your prayers as she begins the journey of adjusting to this new environment, and especially as she hunts for a job. She is hoping to work at a non-profit of some sort (that would make two of us!). Pray that the Lord would provide a great job opportunity for her in His perfect timing. Also pray that we would sharpen and encourage one another, be servants to one another, and especially to my grandfather. I know that God will do awesome things in Cynthia’s heart she walks into this new season of life…
Three down, one to go. Now we’re just waiting on roommate #4….Kelli Simpson!
Proverbs 27:17 “As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another.”
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