I was so frustrated yesterday, feeling like I was spinning my wheels trying to get all my "ducks in a row".  When I finally threw my hands in the air, "bing", an email came into my inbox.  It was from a women named Emmanuelle from a relocation company in Paris.  We ended up talking on the telephone and she was absolutely lovely.  She discussed everything that her company does and can I just say "where do I sign up"?   Now, all I need to do is to get in contact with  human resources in Paris and make sure they don't have a specific relo company that we have to use.  

Don't think that her name Emmanuelle was lost in translation  on me.  Now, I'm not saying she is the "messiah" or "the chosen one"  but she was my "saviour"  for a few moments yesterday.  I love, love how God speaks to me.   I wish I didn't need so much reassurance from Him.   The sad truth is that I do.  I am such a "babe"  in so many  areas of my faith.  I am stubborn though and I refuse to give up on me and I know that He will never give up on me.