Pardonnez-Moi, Les Bretons

To all the Bretons out there that I lumped in the same French bucket as the Parisians (sauf toi, Vincent) that we all have in our heads, I’m very sorry. It turns out that you are a wonderful race of people that don’t think that I’m an idiot just because I’m American and don’t speak much French. Thanks for being nice and dealing with my attempts to speak your language, however feeble they might be.

Today was a good day in that I ran about the town with the international students coordinator looking for an apartment (and probably found a great one) and how to get myself officially part of the French système. There’s more to come on that front this Wednesday, so I’ll update you then. However, I’m glad that the Lord has put me in a spot where He has taken care of me like I didn’t believe He was going to. And, as a nice nudge, my reading brought me to the following verse in Ephesians.  I’ll leave it with you as I wish you bonne nuit.

Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21 NIV