Come Away - Jesus Culture

This song has been stuck in my head for a couple of weeks now and it is so great I thought I'd share it.

Hot tea and a sweatshirt

First of all, I need to do my best to express the gratitude I have for everyone who has helped me get to this point. The emotional, spiritual, and financial support that has been poured into me for the past year and a half has been astronomically more that I could have asked for or expected. It means so much to me to have such a support system at home, school, and church. This is not a journey God intended for me to travel alone and I thank you so much for walking alongside me.

Saying goodbye to Nashville was so incredibly hard. I’d say I held it together pretty well considering I felt like I was leaving behind the first home I have made for myself. Nashville is MY city. I made the decision to move there and it is now my home. The friends I have there are so good to me and are my family away from home. Thank you so much to everyone there who has played a part in my life. Leaving Nashville has proven to be the hardest part of this process, hands down.

Today is our fifth day in Pravets. The next week and a half will allow for us to become (re)acclimated to the area and settle in before our work starts. This rest has been much needed after our unexpectedly long trip here. Let me explain:

Our first two flights, from Nashville to Newark, NJ, then Frankfurt, Germany, went smoothly. Our third, however, from Frankfurt to Sofia, Bulgaria, was cancelled due to airline crew strikes and the process to book a new flight consisted of 7 hours in line and 20 minutes at the ticket counter. During this time, we met lots of friends: A nice family also on their way to Sofia, Yuliana and her father, separated from her younger brother and non-English speaking mother on their way from Ukraine to Seattle, and Muhammad, a guy about my age from Syria, lives in Dubai, and studies in Canada. Along with these nice people, we also had encounters with some people who were, let’s just say, less than pleased with the situation. One woman yelled for probably two hours about how she had to be in Lebanon that night, she had to work, she already paid for a hotel, she needed to be compensated for both, she was a woman, she was elderly, she was exhausted. The list goes on and on, and I think everyone in line was relieved when the employees began to refuse to deal with her because she would not “behave like the rest of these people.”

After all of that, we finally got a flight out of Frankfurt that night. We had enough time to get dinner (we used our food vouchers at McDonald’s of all places), sleep, and get our boarding passes before hopping on the last plane to Sofia for the night. While Alex got stuck between two readers, I got to sit next to another American. He was pretty nice and we chitchatted almost the whole two hours. I almost feel bad for those around us. By the time we got to Sofia, we were about 10 hours later than expected. It took us another 30 minutes to get outside and meet Doug and the schoolteacher who were there to meet us. We had to submit baggage claim. Due to the mess caused by the strikes, our bags were still in Frankfurt and we didn’t end up getting them until yesterday, three days later. Luckily, we both had enough packed in our carry-on bags to last a while.

We have had a nice, relaxing couple of day so far and the weather is just gorgeous! It’s about 55° outside right now (cold enough for hot tea and a sweatshirt), but gets up to 80°/85° during the day. Today, we walked to the nearby hotel to get a drink and enjoy the weather. I got a white hot chocolate with blueberries! We are hoping it will be nice enough tomorrow that we can enjoy the pool once before it gets too cold. It is perfect, though, for our nightly walks. Tonight we spent almost two hours walking around with two of the teen girls. We talked about everything from zombies to the Florida Gators(!) and Pretty Little Liars to the disco. This town comes alive at night and this night owl loves it.

On our To-Do list for this week:

-Meet with the principal of the language school to determine when our classes will start. We are hoping that helping out with some English classes will get us a discount on our Bulgarian classes.

-Hopefully get to visit the orphanage. The director and Zhana are both out of town and we do not have our permits yet, but we are hoping to get special permission to visit at least two or three times this week.

-Go to IKEA. Our apartment is nice, but there are some things we need (this grandma (stuck in a 22-year-old’s body) needs a bed) to make it more comfortable: hangers, something to hang my clothes on, bedding, a lamp, etc. You know, the basics.

For the most part, we are trying to soak up our last bit of free time and warm weather before things get too crazy. :)

Please continue praying for us as a team and for our transition into our ‘normal’ routines. As I continue to learn about this culture and people, I am constantly amazed that God has brought me here. It is scary. It is beautiful.

With that being said, please feel free to contact me. My info, address included (for those who have been asking), is listed on the page titled “Contact Info” somewhere over there à

UPDATE: I have now met the halfway mark on my fundraising, which is such a huge step! Thank you so much for everyone who has helped me get to that point. I do, however, still need that other half if I am going to stay the entire year. This money raised covers 100% of my expenses while I am here (any non-ministry-related travel of purchases are, of course, not included). If you haven’t already, please consider making a tax-deductable donation.

web.nazarene.org/goto/vspendergraft

If you would rather donate by check, make it out to:

    GENERAL TREASURER, CHURCH OF THE NAZARENE

The memo line should read:

    BULGARIA, MISSION CORPS, VERA PENDERGRAFT

Checks should be sent to:

    CHURCH OF THE NAZARENE, P.O. BOX 843116, KANSAS CITY, MO 64184