Oh, The Places We’ve Been

The times we had oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow were not all bad we put our feet just where they had, had to go never to go “Postcards From Italy,” Beirut The view from our castle tower is stunning, the lights of Saturday-night Nürnberg spread out below us in sequined splendor. We’re…

Of Wedding Plans, Pinterest and Parameters

Pinterest, that cyber-hybrid of down-home wisdom and commercial temptation,  has garnered passionate disciples among the expatriate missionaries of Black Forest Academy. I’m more a reluctant convert, drawn in almost a year ago because I suspected I’d be planning a wedding in the near future. A real one. My own. According to my scientific research (i.e….

A Ring and a Question, A Kiss and a Prayer

Meet me where you’re going,  Cause I want to be going where you are. Teach me what you’re knowing, Cause I want to be knowing who you are. “Meet Me Where You’re Going,” Cloud Cult For the seventh time, I return to the candle. It is alone between a road and a wide, snowy field,…

A New Square Inch

Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep. Romans 12:15 I’m sitting near the back of the auditorium on Friday afternoon, again looking over the tops of my students’ heads as the Chapel speaker weaves to the front of the room, carrying a microphone. After a few words of introduction he begins…