I’m grateful to no longer live in the land of always winter – that was my home state of Michigan. (At least that’s how it often seemed!) Always winter, but with Christmas! I much prefer southern Italy, where winters are mild and rare snow quickly melts. Only on our distant mountains does it last allContinue reading “Embracing Life’s Winter”
At the risk of sounding like a doomsday prophet I’d say difficult times are upon us and bound to get worse. Financial woes, unstable governments, alarming Great Resets, crumbling values. And according to experts, existential health and environmental threats.
Why I became a minimalist is a question I often get asked. And it’s not always easy to explain, particularly to those who’ve never heard of minimalism. Or when I tell them that it all came about because of a bottle of vinegar!
I once read the testimony of a family in difficult circumstances and with limited finances, plagued by discouragement and malcontent. Until the day their young son prayed over lunch.
The topic of marriage cropped up at a neighborhood dinner this past Christmas, after they learned that Hubby and I have been happily married 43 years. “What’s your secret?” they asked with both incredulity and admiration.
Do you know the tale of The Little Engine That Could? The little train in that children’s story discovered he could do anything by first convincing himself that he could. So he went around continually repeating, “I think I can, I think I can…”
Our Towns is really our Tale of Two Houses. Ah, the complex fascination of expat life (challenging, frustrating, but so blessed)! In fact, new acquaintances often ask, “So where are you from?” Our response? “Um, have you got an easier question?”
God often works, and shows his love, in mysterious ways. And at times through such ordinary happenings we mistake them for mere chance or circumstance. Like the time he used a mamma cat’s unusual behavior to encourage our grandchildren.
I wanted that pigeon dead; it’s sad but true. Now don’t get me wrong, I love birds. I’d like a house full of them, and barnyard too. (Not that I have a barn!) But I did not like that pigeon! “Kill that pigeon, I said!”