Category: BLOG
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a language I almost understand
As we complete leg one of our two-step flight, Polish culture begins to seep into our bones. We left an unusually sunny Budapest for a short one hour flight into the capital, Warsaw. As Colleen, Jay, and I listen to the Polish announcements, our Russian-tuned ears can almost understand the beautiful Polish language but not…
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the great adventure: poznan, poland
My best guess is that only a few of you know where Poznan Poland is. No shame. No problem. But, consider this your invitation to become acquainted with a place on the planet about which you should know more. Over the next four days, we want to introduce you to Poznan, Poland, the Nazarene team,…
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waiting for words
Sometimes I mark time with a blinking cursor. Tucked into a quaint corner of the Europe that I love, I ponder what to write. What story could I tell? I wonder how to express this moment that bares down on me like an IC train in full motion. All of my senses are engaged. This…
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words
There is an article in Engage magazine written by somebody that looks a lot like me. Okay. It is me. And, though it may be a surprise to some who know me, the words that populate that particular canvas did not come easily. Like a skittish kitten, they pasted themselves to the corner closet of my…
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shades of gray
‘Csilla, my hair is orange.’ It’s not what you expect to say when the towel comes off for the initial unveiling. Nor does one anticipate your 7 year old son answering in the affirmative when you question whether his friend just referred to you as the ‘lady with blue hair’. If memory serves correctly, my friend…
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coming home?
When Alice fell down the rabbit hole, she landed in another world. All of us live that Wonderland moment as we come home to another culture. For almost half of my life, I have been making that once upon a time journey on both sides of the Atlantic.
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time stands still
Sometimes yesterday seems to catch up and merge with today. Combines. Tractors. Rolling wheat fields. Beautiful golden yellow treasures of time stored for future generations to wonder. Time stands still and runs toward tomorrow. From the big city to the deep, rolling wheat farms of Washington, this is our last week in the States.
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mom’s losing it
There is a scene in Cheaper By the Dozen when the 7-year old twins are in search and destroy mode. In her final moments of sanity before her head blows up, the movie-mom who has birthed a dozen says in her final pre-blast off warning, “Mom’s losing it.” Been there. Done that. Numerous times.
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a dream and a garden
Just a moment ago or maybe it was almost 10 years, I had the idea that people might like to follow the unordinary life of a missionary family on furlough. I blogged. At least a little bit. Because when you are an ordinary mom with 4 little girls on a road trip that lasts three…
teanna sunberg 