It is a cool and crisp early morning in the mountains of Cyprus. The breeze is whipping the curtains, and the sun is pouring over the pine trees in the yard. I inhale the heavy scent of pine. One of the treats of mountain life is the fresh air and pungent odor of evergreens. This…
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Sunset Cafe
The large room on the second floor here is the Sunset Cafe in Paphos, Cyprus. This is one of my favorite places on earth to be with my family. We usually sit outside on the veranda facing the water. My husband and I have spent many happy hours here, leisurely eating wonderful meals, watching the sun melt…
Slather the Color…
Nobody of any real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset. Sunsets are quite old fashioned. To admire them is a distinct sign of provincialism of temperament. Upon the other hand they go on. –Oscar Wilde I snapped this picture from the Sunset Cafe in Paphos two weeks ago while…
Sweeter Than Oranges…
This picture was taken in Lofou, Cyprus, an ancient, stone village tucked away in the foothills of the Troodos Mountains. Some say the village is about 700 years old. I love this place. Sometimes I close my eyes and imagine myself ambling down its rough and narrow stone streets that were made once to accommodate just a donkey or small wagon….
The Stars Tonight
Wayne and I took a trip to Nicosia, the capital of Cyprus, this afternoon. It is about an hour and a half from the Troodos mountains where we are staying. Nicosia is a very interesting city as the only divided capital in the world–half Turkish Cypriot and half Greek Cypriot. There is much to see,…
Cyprus Pine
We spent the day teaching and interacting with the students of the Gateway Beyond discipleship school. What amazing young people, who are radical for God and serving Him in the nations. I always receive more than I give out when I come. These young people challenge me in profound ways to give all, to hold nothing back. To…
The Sea Tastes of Serenity
“Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is.” – Thomas S. Szasz Yassas! Informal “hello” in Greek. I am looking at the Mediterranean Sea as I write this and thinking about serenity. Also I am trying to remember why I didn’t want to take this trip. The reason…
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