Waiting on the World to Change.

So I have officially moved into the Pearl House! It is amazing and so spacious! The house has a beautiful view with a nice ocean breeze at all times! The only thing that the house is missing is the girls. The original 7 girls have pretty much flaked out and Pastor Odai has been in contact with several pastors to have them each find a girl in their village that pretty much had no hope. It is a slightly different path than we were on, but we are trusting that God has it all worked out. It has been sort of rough not having a lot to do be because usually when I am in Ghana it is go go go 20 hours of the day. We have found ways to keep us busy though. Tina isn't here yet, so we have had lots of fun trying to cook for ourselves. We have been "decorating" and organizing and making lots of phone calls and meeting with people. We finally ventured out or the house today to go run some errands. Since  yesterday was the 4th of July, we celebrated as much as we could. We all wore our red, white, and blue, we cooked a semi-American food (as close to tacos as we could get) and  ate watermelon and Dr. Pepper. After dinner we belted the National Anthem and God Bless America for Dana  and I'm pretty sure he judged us the whole time, but that's okay. We ended our celebration with FanIce (ice cream), my stash of Oreos, and an episode of Friends. I have been using this down time to get to know Courtney and Laura better and it has been wonderful. We get along like we have know each other for years, not days. We share similar humor, sarcasm, and hearts for Africa. I look forward to see God work through this relationship He has provided. Despite the houses emptiness, we have managed to fill it with our laughter. Adjusting to African living has probably been one of the funniest things I have experienced. Learning to cook chicken, being scared by the security guard, running out of water, offending natives with our struggle to learn the language, slipping through the mud, bugs in the fruit, being called by the pastor to tell us that we are late for church, many dance parties, and locking ourselves in have all been moments that have left tears on our faces from our hilarious failures. We continue to pray every night for the future girls of this home even though we no longer know who they might be. God didn't bring us this far to leave us with an empty house, so I know He has something big planned.