The stranger in the emerald hat
In the shadow of Lucerne's Chateau Gütsch, I was spellbound by the lady in the emerald hat. It wasn't one thing about her, it was everything that begged question. Cocksure posture. Fiery statement handbag. Head-turning cutout...
On this Memorial Day (and always)…
My sweet friend, Kristen, a military wife, write a lovely post about sacrifice and obedience today at {in}incourage. Won't you click through, read it and share the names of your family or friends in the military the {in}community will pray...
When love overwhelms
between the lines it's impossible for them to know this tender desperation insisting, impetuous be still, my heart! pounding pounding each wisp of time skin to skin, sweet assurance still here still here for a while not for an ever looking at them,...
Like riding a bike…
One aspect I most appreciate about living in Tiny-Town-with-a-Castle, Germany is the ability to ride a bike everywhere. Not the case in our hometown. There, it is required by law that motorists defer to cyclists. Here, cyclists are often...
Present reminders
It gives me hope that God knows people are very forgetful. No wonder he tells us to write his words down - on our walls and bodies, no less! - and even to wear them. Several people have asked me about my bracelets (my Adventure and Dream God-sized...
Eternal oxygen
On the ceiling of my daughter's closet, a child scribed the essentials of the forever life. Important things, written on doorposts and gates for now, but on the heart for always. ...
A smelly(good) post
Have you given much thought to the strength of sense-memory? How a particular smell can immediately bring to mind people, places or events in your life? Though I demanded very little in the planning of my wedding, I just had to have gardenias in my bridal...
Little German girl?
Maybe I did it to promote a wonderfully fun, worthwhile event. Maybe I did it as a small attempt to bridge culture and community. Maybe I did it because I had a wild hair ('cause trust me, the hair, she was wild...!) Or m a y b e I just did it...
When did I become a DRAGON SLAYER?! (Oh, yeah…and PLEASE HELP ME!!!!)
A Dragon on a boat, not to be confused with the Dragon Boats descending on Chattanooga on Saturday! What would YOU do if you had only two months in your hometown before leaving the country? I, for one, can tell you what I'm doing--cramming as much into 60 days...