1:00 p.m. CZ time
Wow – where to start?
This week has been a major rollercoaster.
I was finally comfortable in Paula’s house, I’m becoming confident at EISP, my excitement over my apartment continuously built up. At the same time, I still had moments that I just wanted to curl up with a pillow in my room. Then, yesterday, Paula brings me to my apartment at Hotel Jeneralka…and leaves.
I’m alone.
Holy crap - what am I supposed to do now? I’ve got to start over.
I spent a good five or six hours on Skype.
That’s what I did.
And I survived.
I slept on a not-very-comfortable midget bed – but I woke up. And I’m well-rested.
I went to my first worship service with Šárka Valley Community Church and had tears in my eyes most of the time – but I did it, and God spoke, and I made a friend.
The sermon was on Mark 1 – Jesus calling his disciples. You know, “fishers of men,” “come follow me.”
It ripped my heart out.
She asked if it mattered whether the disciples knew what they were getting into, or how they knew they should follow Jesus, or why they did follow, if they had any idea where they were going, or that they left everything they knew and loved.
Or is the point that God created followers where before there were none; that God moved? Sometimes God calls, but then is silent. Sometimes he doesn’t tell us where we’re going, where He’s taking us, because that doesn’t matter – it’s a side point. What matters, is what He’s doing along the way, the miracles He’s performing, that we’re missing. We (I) try so hard to be obedient, and ask God what he wants us to do, that we miss what He IS doing.
It was a good message. I needed it.
After the sermon, there was coffee and tea and cookies (maybe real crumpets?).
I met a man from England named Gordon, we talked for a minute. I had to hold his hand as we prayed at the end – a conversation was warranted.
I met a girl. Jenya from Kazakhstan. She’s been here about a year. She walked me around the campus. She’s getting her Masters. She’s super sweet. There’s a Bible study group on Tuesdays at 6:30 p.m. – I’ll probably go with her. She lives one floor above me. Thank you, Jesus for connections – finally!
I have pictures of the apartment...as you can see. :) This is the view as you walk in (notice CNN on the TV and the flowerdy curtains) :
...and then the kitchen as you turn to the right (I'd just finished washing dishes, hence the provided draining board next to the sink):
...turn a little more and there's the bathroom (complete with soap dispenser and a sailboat shower curtain)...then around the corner from the kitchen is the bedroom, complete with lamps and alarm clock (and the breakaway shirt on the bed!):
I've taken both duvets and layed them across the bed. They should make it more cushy for bedtime tonight...the red blanket is fleecy-like and came from the cabinet/closet. See how the bed is so low to the floor?
This view doesn't let you see my closet space...but it's nice.
So, there you go. :)
Instant coffee. Ugh. I believe I’m going to have to learn to like it. That, or be drinking a lot of tea…Lots. Of. Tea.
My chi refuses to work. It’s being stubborn. Guess that means I have to buy a Czech one.
I had a grilled cheese for lunch. And instant coffee…
I have a cell phone now for local calls. From what I can tell, minutes are freakin’ expensive…but most of what I’ve seen has been in Czech…so I’m not really sure.
I need to write an observation to email to Don…he’s supposed to have it by today. I need to do lesson plans, too. Work, work, work.
Hopefully, things will continue to fall into place and I can get some GOOD pictures up!
I've got Air1 streaming. Sounds of home. :)
Much love.
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