Tomorrow morning, we are leaving our temporary home here in Lucan at 8 am, and I am dropping Liz & Brenna (& Méabh) off at Brenna's school (tomorrow is induction day for her...Erin's induction day is tomorrow.) The boot (Irish for your car's trunk) will be packed full of our stuff, which I'll drop off in Raheny, then drive back out here to Lucan to pick up Hannah, Erin and the rest of our stuff...then we'll head back to Raheny.
I guess I’ve been a bit obsessed with the house hunt recently (ya think?). Thought I’d take a few minutes to share some other things going on with our transition to Ireland. In no specific order: Méabh hates Mozart: Last week Liz mentioned that she has sung the Alphabet song to Méabh 3 times & twice she cried. So I...
We didn't do any house hunting today... Basically because there is nothing left to be hunted. (Well unless you count the place right on the water for €2,700 per month ($3,330.45)...or the other two that are €1900 & €2000 respectively. Yeah, none of those are happening.
The past 10 days or so are a bit of a blur. Dublin to Boston to Ithaca to Long Island and back to Dublin via JFK. We landed at the Dublin Airport, 9:30 am on Tuesday, went back to the Garza's home where we have been staying and by that afternoon Liz & I were out looking at houses to rent again.
So we hear from the letting agent today. Turns out the landlord’s husband just got very sick and she will not be making any decisions for a few weeks. So we are back to the drawing board…and really trying to hear what God is doing here. Also, would you pray for this family and for healing for this man?
A couple of days before we left for Ireland, I wrote a post about knowing...and obeying God's will. If you've been following along over the past couple of weeks, you'll know that we are still looking for a place to live...and the big struggle we are wrestling with currently is not living in Clontarf. If you've been a reader of this blog for the past year, we've said several times that we believe we are supposed to live, and church plant, in Clontarf (for example here, here, and again over here).
This morning as I was walking back from my morning trip to Starbucks, I was praying & two thoughts came to mind: 1) I don’t think this is the right place (meaning the place we are trying to rent.) 2) I think the landlord is waiting for a better offer. When I got back, I checked my email, and there...
I'm not sure which was worse...handing over the money to but the car, or getting the bill for the rental car and seeing that renting the car for 3 weeks was 16% of the cost of our new Mazda (by new of course I mean new for us). Car rentals in Ireland are insane...In fact if you have a credit card that includes insurance for car rentals...if you look at the fine print, you'll see that Ireland is one of the only countries where they will not insure your rental. And then they require you to pay an insane amount for daily insurance.
While I've enjoyed sharing about our journey these past 2 weeks (it has only been 2 weeks...wow) I wanted to clarify something that I think is crucial...while some of the things we've experienced have been a bit frustrating...letting agents and car salesmen for example...I hope this has not come across as complaining...because it isn't...it has simply been a good vehicle to share our experience here so far.