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Introduction	Making change takes faith. Faith that the God who has blessed us before will be with us still. Faith that part of being blessed is choosing gratefulness. Faith that choosing opportunity and not fear is a wise decision. And that's why we're here. And so we stepped off an airplane to a warm Amsterdam morning and our adventure began. We live just outside a small country village south of Amsterdam. Our home is a farmhouse (more modern than traditional) surrounded by beautiful gardens with trees for climbing and flowers for picking most of the year round, and our gardens are adjacent to the rest of the farm which serves as home for 13 miniature horses, six hens, a rooster, several doves and three duck families which live in the pond outside our kitchen window. In the surrounding fields live four dairy cows, horses, plenty of roosters (or so my ears tell me), sheep and a handful of goats. The village market is surrounded by restaurants and shops, an ice cream parlor, a small sanctuary and a gazebo. It is a charming hub of Dutch activity, and, when combined with the beauties of the farm, proved an irresistible argument for living in the country for the three or so years we're here.

Introduction

Making change takes faith. Faith that the God who has blessed us before will be with us still. Faith that part of being blessed is choosing gratefulness. Faith that choosing opportunity and not fear is a wise decision. And that's why we're here. And so we stepped off an airplane to a warm Amsterdam morning and our adventure began. We live just outside a small country village south of Amsterdam. Our home is a farmhouse (more modern than traditional) surrounded by beautiful gardens with trees for climbing and flowers for picking most of the year round, and our gardens are adjacent to the rest of the farm which serves as home for 13 miniature horses, six hens, a rooster, several doves and three duck families which live in the pond outside our kitchen window. In the surrounding fields live four dairy cows, horses, plenty of roosters (or so my ears tell me), sheep and a handful of goats. The village market is surrounded by restaurants and shops, an ice cream parlor, a small sanctuary and a gazebo. It is a charming hub of Dutch activity, and, when combined with the beauties of the farm, proved an irresistible argument for living in the country for the three or so years we're here.