|The youngest of the kiddies|
I left for Karlsruhe with the train and met Christoph and we made a delicious dinner and enjoyed some time before we had our first Asyl evening togther. (The international ministry he volunteers with). And it was a memorable night.
The first guy we sat with didn`t say much at first but finally started speaking more. He was from Pakistan and was eager to learn German quick and hopefully have a better chance at getting a Visa. The next was two Afghani guys who were hilarious. One understood little to no english and the other little to no Deutsch. We were always talking in two languages at once. Good thing Christoph was there! And the last was the most crazy. An natural born Algerian who had now lived for the past 6 or maybe longer years between Germany, Sweden, Norway, and Algeria. He was fluent in Arabic, French, Swedish, Spanish and pretty good with english and learning German. So...now we were talking, him and Christoph in French, me in english and german, and the one afghani needed everything translate back to German. It was hilarious, and so much fun! We ate three entire plates of cookies together (stealing from the other tables each time we emptied one) and lots of yummy tea.
Everyone packed up and we left and Christoph showed me a few more things around the city and then we headed home for game night before I head back to Blankenloch.
These are my rants for today, and though we didn`t share them all...I have them all because of Christoph. I am so thankful for all he has done to get us to this point and to support me and our relationship. I have so many joys today, even small joys, through him. Thank you Jesus for this incredible man in my life.