It’s been a long time since I’ve added content to this website. It’s been about 24 hours since Donnette wrote her last piece though, and after her contribution, my thoughts on all of this seem almost pointless. But it’s this, or jump into the middle of homeschooling, so blogging it is. I don’t have a… Continue reading Notes from the Pandemic

Greet each other with a Holy Kiss. Except not anymore. Normally, french friends greet each other with two (or three) kisses on the cheek**. This is everyone, every time, upon entering a room of people you know.  I remember my last bisou exchange. It was Thursday, March 12, with another mom in the courtyard of… Continue reading The day “le Bisou*” died

We had been working towards the winter school vacations as a mile marker, a check point, to see how ministry was going, how the kids were doing in school, etc. We had plans to see old friends, to get out, and to get some things done. Some ministries and church events were going to happen… Continue reading Not the Flu

I haven’t written much since we’ve been in the states. Most of the time it feels like we are swimming in a fog of ‘to do’s’ and ‘right now’s’. I’ve had a little bit of a bad attitude about it, to be honest. The uprooting. The temporary re-rooting. The nomad life again, here it is.… Continue reading All things new (and old)

If you’ve been following the news lately, you’ve seen that France has been experiencing some unrest. The ‘Yellow Vest Protests’ occurred four weekends in a row, starting as a protest against a proposed environmental tax on gasoline, and gaining additional demands as the weeks grew on. They are protesting again today, hopefully a little less… Continue reading Peace on Earth

“I was so swollen, my feet hurt all the time, my belly was so big it was wet all day from doing hair, all I craved was Mexican food, but I threw it up just after I ate it, for the entire nine months. You were a month late (1) and just before you were… Continue reading Hurts So Good

It might seem obvious that my new year’s resolution should probably be to keep up with this blog a little better, but I’ve never been very good at making or keeping ‘resolutions.’ The truth is, that with the take off of our little church plant, the departure and arrival of our teammates to the field,… Continue reading New Year

When we first started planning our travel to MTW’s area retreat, all I could think of was the imperative verb form of the word… RETREAT!!! Like, grab your stuff and flee for your life. Then there is the other sense of the word, ‘an act of withdrawing’ and a ‘quiet secluded place where one can relax.’… Continue reading RETREAT!!!! or Retreat…