My heart is heavy.
Last night and all day today, I have been thinking about a conversation from the evening before.
My heart is heavy.
Our friend opened up and told me about his spiritual beliefs. We will get together again soon and continue this conversation.
My heart is heavy.
I am reminded how desperately we need prayer and I am reminded why we are here.
Romans 10:14
"How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone to tell them?"
We need your prayers every day.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Home
Our daughter just wrote that she was homesick. And that made me think about our life and what that means.
Homesick
Where is home?
What is home?
What does she mean by that? Is she missing us, her family? Missing our life over here on this side of the world? Does she miss her friends? Those who know her well? and understand her best? Does she miss her high school? Places that are familiar and predictable?
If she is like me, it must be a part of all of those things. Ours is a life of always missing where you are not at the time, missing those who are not with you at the time.
Where is home? Home always seems to be the place you are not. Right now, home is here in Kiev. In a little over 4 months, it will be where we are all living, in Oregon, but then we will miss our life over here. I grew up in Wisconsin and Minnesota. Jerry grew up in California and Wyoming. Our kids were born in Wyoming, went to school in Germany and lived in Russia. All of our worldly belongings are in northern Minnesota and our girls live in Oregon. Where is home? Where are we from? It all depends on what you are asking.
What is home? Home is that place where you can go and just be. You feel safe there, loved there and accepted for who you are. It is with us, it is at school, at the dorm, with family, with friends.
Home is where your parents are, and then you begin to make your own home as you grow up and make your own family. It seems that home constantly changes throughout our lives.
I loved having our son and daughter home with us for the holidays. They are back at home now. It is too quiet and empty. I look forward to this summer, when we are all together, all of us. We will be home together...whatever that means.
Homesick
Where is home?
What is home?
What does she mean by that? Is she missing us, her family? Missing our life over here on this side of the world? Does she miss her friends? Those who know her well? and understand her best? Does she miss her high school? Places that are familiar and predictable?
If she is like me, it must be a part of all of those things. Ours is a life of always missing where you are not at the time, missing those who are not with you at the time.
Where is home? Home always seems to be the place you are not. Right now, home is here in Kiev. In a little over 4 months, it will be where we are all living, in Oregon, but then we will miss our life over here. I grew up in Wisconsin and Minnesota. Jerry grew up in California and Wyoming. Our kids were born in Wyoming, went to school in Germany and lived in Russia. All of our worldly belongings are in northern Minnesota and our girls live in Oregon. Where is home? Where are we from? It all depends on what you are asking.
What is home? Home is that place where you can go and just be. You feel safe there, loved there and accepted for who you are. It is with us, it is at school, at the dorm, with family, with friends.
Home is where your parents are, and then you begin to make your own home as you grow up and make your own family. It seems that home constantly changes throughout our lives.
I loved having our son and daughter home with us for the holidays. They are back at home now. It is too quiet and empty. I look forward to this summer, when we are all together, all of us. We will be home together...whatever that means.
Friday, January 1, 2010
1 January 2010
Happy New Year! 2010!!!
It is 1 January 2010...It has bee a year, some of it good, some of it tough...
Our kids, Beki and Parker, are home with us for Christmas vacation and it has been so good reconnecting as a family. We have enjoyed introducing our kids to many of our friends here.
I am including some photos of these times.
May you have a blessed year in 2010!
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