Sweet Fellowship

One of the greatest joys we've experienced during our time here at Parole de Vie has been the sweet fellowship with fellow missionaries.  

We like to look at the very first picture that was taken of us all together and compare it to a more recent photo.  Notice how far apart from each other we are standing in photo #1 compared to photo #2?                                                                                                                     ↓

We get together for a meal most weekends.  One Sunday we all made crêpes.  Good food generally brings people closer together. 

We've gone on numerous outings together.  Apple picking, visiting a museum of Sherbrooke, Maple Syrup Shack, the library, various restaurants, and several ladies' conferences.

In December, the kids (meaning me and another mom, because the kids lost interest) made gingerbread ornaments together.  I hung them in our apartment, and the smell of the cinnamon generally helped the smell of potty training going on at the time chez moi.

 

We stood in for each others families and celebrated our children's birthdays and American Thanksgiving together.  We babysat for each other so we could have an actual DATE - alone as a couple - sans enfants!

My favorite part is the time spent with the other missionary women each week.  We - fellow missionary women, who have personally experienced the struggles of pre-field and language school -  are able to - not just offer a shoulder to cry on but to actually cry with each other and pray for each other.  I don't remember a time in my adult life where I've felt so free to be myself.  Two of the other missionary women posted Blog Posts on this subject.



God has been good to us here.  He is never not good, but I can clearly see His goodness in these gifts of friendship.