May 2023 update!










Our May 2023 update!




Just an appreciation post about The Supplier of all good things. 

It’s been so evident over the last few months of Gods faithfulness and goodness and outpouring of love towards us. 

Nothing is simple about this season and yet God has proved over and over again that He’s graciously in control and His love will sustain us and His people will help provide for us and His grace is sufficient in our weakness. 

So many ways we’ve been blessed in this season of changes and I can’t help but praise Him during it all. 


The rental house, our belongings inside, the better sense of safety, finding a church, getting a school tutor, being able to afford food, respectful and dedicated employees back home, electricity and running water and green grass and a car with gas in it and connections to new friends here. And of course all of you that I know are praying for us and encourage us so often. 

So many blessings.

He’s been so good to us in this season of change. The good far outweighs the bad. 

And although the girls miss “home” and don’t fully understand why we’re in a new city, I pray their little hearts are filled with joy and patience and happiness because God is good and He cares. He truly, truly cares. 


Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed," says the Lord, who has compassion on you.

Isaiah 54:10

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