9 years ago, while living in Evanston, Illinois, Eric and I took a big step of faith. He started applying for PhD programs, not knowing how we would pay for it, how we would start our family in the midst of it, and with no guarantee at all that there would be a job at the end of it. If I recall correctly, he had already applied to 12 schools, when he told me, "I think I'll also apply to the University of Edinburgh." It was his last-minute 13th application, and in a city I'd never heard of somehow. He sent them all off, and we waited and trusted God to open the right door, with no real back-up plan of what we'd do if no doors opened! I still remember the letter we received from Edinburgh offering Eric a three year scholarship. We stared at in in disbelief and joy and gratitude. Our years in Scotland had many joys and challenges, but mostly joys. Eric's research went well, I landed a good part-time job in the city social work department, and Kate was born at the Edinburgh Royal Infirmary. We made many good friends, including Jeromey and Nicole Martini, and Dwight and Denise Friesen. Both families had lived and worked at Briercrest before leaving to pursue doctoral studies in Scotland. In our third year, Jeromey mentioned that Briercrest was looking for an Old Testament professor, and Eric applied. He made it through the interview process and much to our surprise and delight, got the job! And so here we are, in a place we never could have imagined 9 years ago when we started this process. Here's an article in the Briercrest Seminary magazine about Eric's ministry here.