Often times when God closes a door or leads us in another direction we rarely return to the previously closed door. It is as if we forget it even existed (mostly excited God did not open that door for us). I really enjoy it when God takes us back to those previously closed doors, opens them, and gives us a new set of opportunities. Just this past week we have seen that with the school that Miki is now attending.
When we first arrived here, we had to find a school for her and "Naša Radost" was the first place we went. It is close to K's school so we thought that made sense. Upon arrival, I was overwhelmed. It was loud, there were a ton of kids, no one spoke English. Most of all they were really confused as to why we were there. After a lady called her son - who spoke English- we were able to communicate and got the information we needed. As we left I prayed God, please have another place for her, I can not leave my baby girl there. That same day a neighbor gave us information for the pre school that Miki did attend (it was much smaller and they spoke English). I was so thankful and glad the door to "Nasos Radost" had been closed.
Fast forward to now. Miki could no longer go to her school that we loved (Sunašce), for her to go to first grade next year we needed her to go to official kindergarten this year. So guess where we ended up, that's right, "Naša Radost", and this time it was totally different.
First, when I went back they remembered me. I had enough Serbian that communication was possible and there main concern was would Miki understand what was going on. I explained she had been in a Serbian pre school and would be fine. The registration was relatively simple (with my friend Gradimir's help) and Miki had a great first day. Jennifer talked with the Director and they are so happy to have us there and would love our help (really Miki's) when they start English classes for the kids in October. God has now provided us two opportunities to impact the community and join in the community we live. So when those doors close don't forget about them because God may take you back there in his time.
Jen also has a few new posts up this week, click here and check it out.
When we first arrived here, we had to find a school for her and "Naša Radost" was the first place we went. It is close to K's school so we thought that made sense. Upon arrival, I was overwhelmed. It was loud, there were a ton of kids, no one spoke English. Most of all they were really confused as to why we were there. After a lady called her son - who spoke English- we were able to communicate and got the information we needed. As we left I prayed God, please have another place for her, I can not leave my baby girl there. That same day a neighbor gave us information for the pre school that Miki did attend (it was much smaller and they spoke English). I was so thankful and glad the door to "Nasos Radost" had been closed.
Fast forward to now. Miki could no longer go to her school that we loved (Sunašce), for her to go to first grade next year we needed her to go to official kindergarten this year. So guess where we ended up, that's right, "Naša Radost", and this time it was totally different.
First, when I went back they remembered me. I had enough Serbian that communication was possible and there main concern was would Miki understand what was going on. I explained she had been in a Serbian pre school and would be fine. The registration was relatively simple (with my friend Gradimir's help) and Miki had a great first day. Jennifer talked with the Director and they are so happy to have us there and would love our help (really Miki's) when they start English classes for the kids in October. God has now provided us two opportunities to impact the community and join in the community we live. So when those doors close don't forget about them because God may take you back there in his time.
Jen also has a few new posts up this week, click here and check it out.
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