The snow has begun to fall transforming Budapest yet again. Gone are the colorful, ever-bustling Christmas Markets. Today, the snow blankets the city in a cozy winter white. The ice floating down the Danube has made world news and is trending on #Budapest
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The Sunberg B&B
We call it the Sunberg B&B, Grand-Central Station, and home. Too often messy, frequently full of beautiful chaos, and yes, sometimes even conflict. Life in the midst of this yellow, terra-cotta roofed house on the edge of Budapest is full. Very full. The past few months, we have been bursting at the seams as our [...]
I am THE refugee: Courage for the Journey
What happens when we meet a woman wrapped in a hijab and her name means Peace?
thoughts from the border
This post will be short because I am exhausted, but I just have to write. I just have to tell the story. I simply am not sure which story to tell. I could tell you that at the catching point, which is Roszke on the Hungarian / Serbian border today, I was overwhelmed by the [...]
the world waits in budapest’s keleti train station
In Syria, we are looking for a place where we won't die.
In Hungary
six ways your church can make a difference in anti-trafficking
If the story of the current 32 million slaves in the world does not move you, neither would any other plea from humanity.
Words
Some days I sit at this 5:30 AM screen and I stare at the blinking cursor. There is so much clamoring within me to get out, to speak. "You are not ready ... yet," I say. "Wait a while. Today is not your day." And sometimes I cannot make the words behave. I fear that [...]
5 practical ways to grow your church
In the Synagogue's museum, there is a photo of a Jewish man and boy behind a fence in the Ghetto. A sign reads, 'No Christians beyond this point.' The irony of that sign punched me in the stomach yesterday, because, if there is anywhere the Body of Christ should be, it is beyond that point, [...]
Jewish Quarter Budapest
As we weave through the streets of Budapest, the menorah catches my eye - a beautiful green that has been re-figured into a door. The breath fights to escape the prison of my throat for the symbolism there. Ancient reminders of a 20th century truth - we are the doorway for the next generation, we [...]
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