after the election – thoughts from a fellow foreigner

From my far away table in a land that did not birth me but welcomes me, I watched my home country elect its 45th president yesterday. I believe that in the aftermath, we are witnessing a seismic cultural-quake.  This is not a political post. It is a letter home from a foreigner to my Church in America. Today,  I [...]

humans and their necks

“For some, war leaves no choice; for others it makes choosing a must. A small gesture can yield irreversible consequences. It can either save a life or ruin it.” (A quote from the Schindler museum) I am angry in Krakow. Always. Angrier than a Christian should be. Angry like I could punch someone. Ball up [...]

cheating death

Fear. The kind that grips you by the throat and squeezes until your chest breaks open just to see you squirm. The kind that steals the bliss of sleep, the joy of laughter, the promise of life, the adventure from the journey. I know that fear. He has been a sneaky companion. Senseless, perhaps, but [...]

all about obedience

A foggy, Autumn afternoon creates the perfect opportunity for photos of Fisherman's Bastion, Saint Matthias Church and Castle Hill. On this beautiful afternoon, it opens the door for some personal reflection. How obedient does God find me to be? One of my favorite Hungarian legends is of an early-century, Catholic priest from a far away [...]

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 [...]