Wednesday, March 24 – Massive e-mail was sent out tonight asking our friends to pray. Tomorrow we are to go to the babyhouse for our first visit. A meeting with Gulnara this aftenoon makes us more concerned than we were before. Again, we are at a place in this process that I feel it is best that we leave out all details. God knows what is needed to get us to the end of all of this. We just ask that you would lift us up in prayer.
This afternoon, we were told that we would need to move to a different apartment, to one that is more expensive and a taxi ride away from this apartment and from the babyhouse. Such a disappointment since this is the one place we feel comfortable (that is once we have made our way up the 5 flights of dark, urine stinched stairs and locked the door behind us into our place). And besides, what other apartment would have a red neon light that is in a 6 foot oval ring recessed into the ceiling above our bed! I’m feeling so at home, I even ventured to the grocery by myself yesterday afternoon. (Before the night was over, Gulnara called John and said that she had worked things out and we can stay – yea!)
We are appreciating the hours to rest and read and study (John is working on his orthopedic board stuff). It is a treat to sleep until our body is ready to wake up. My stiff joints may be waking me up a bit sooner than the rest of me would like. I am feeling the effects of not exerciseing and also not bringing along enough Mona Vie juice!
John and I have not spent much time back home praying together as a couple (not proud of that but it just hasn’t happened like it should). This morning was the most wonderful time together for us in prayer. If nothing else is going as we thought it should, at least we are seeing our marriage grow stronger. We even started “The Love Dare” book I bought us for Christmas! Things could certainly be worse if the two of us weren’t getting along.