No one likes roadblocks or delays. We prefer to do what we want and go where we want. But sometimes we find roadblocks in our way, and frustration sets in. Or irritation, anger, resignation, sadness. Disappointment can bring a whole range of emotions. And we wish for a bulldozer to clear the way. I’ve hitContinueContinue reading “When the Way is Blocked”
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How to Help Immigrants and Refugees
As an immigrant myself this issue is close to my heart. I cannot fully identify with refugees or economic immigrants. I did not move out of personal need, but for ministry. I also have dual citizenship. But I understand moving to an foreign country. And we have also worked with refugees here. Even unofficially “adopting”ContinueContinue reading “How to Help Immigrants and Refugees”
These Hard Times: Time to Reset?
At the risk of sounding like a doomsday prophet I’d say that difficult times are upon us and bound to get worse. Financial woes, unstable governments, pandemics, alarming Great Resets, crumbling values. There are also existential threats to health and the environment, according to experts. Indeed, on our summer treks people everyone everywhere spoke ofContinueContinue reading “These Hard Times: Time to Reset?”
Italian Worm Cheese and Culture Shock
We have a saying in Italian. Non c’è niente di nuovo sotto il sole. (There is nothing new under the sun.) And yes, I know it’s from the Bible. But I also know that King Solomon, who wrote it, didn’t live in a foreign country. Otherwise, I wonder if he would have changed it to: “There is somethingContinueContinue reading “Italian Worm Cheese and Culture Shock”
One-Bag Travel: Packing List
When I talk about why we Travel With Just One Carry-on each, I also share that traveling with so little once seemed an impossible proposition. I like being prepared for anything. And as an organizer and champion list maker, I’d jot down everything I thought might be useful, and then drag it along. Only toContinueContinue reading “One-Bag Travel: Packing List”
The Old Auntie’s Kerchief: The Power of Love
I can still see her, old and frail, limping up the steep hill with her homemade canes. “What do you have there, Zia (Auntie)?” my Hubby asked, pointing at the mesh bag on her kerchief-covered head. I just gaped, wondering how many nasty things had been on that seldom-washed, filthy headscarf! “Oh rabbit droppings for myContinueContinue reading “The Old Auntie’s Kerchief: The Power of Love”