The Rules are Different

  After traveling for about 24 hours with flying time and layovers altogether, I was glad to board the last flight into Larnaka, Cyprus. To my knowledge we were the only Americans on the flight. And this is when you really leave your culture, homeland, and flannel comforts behind… You forget about being an American at all, or a…

‘Didn’t Our Hearts Burn Within Us…?’

There is only one thing better than drinking a rich cup of Ethiopian coffee in the morning… That is to drink it with an Ethiopian! For the past few days we have had a dear Ethiopian friend stay with us. This morning we drank our coffee under the arbor in the backyard. The weather was so…

Skipping Through Life

  My daughter’s outreach team in Cyprus Our 20 year-old daughter just returned from six months in Cyprus. This was her second year in a missionary-training school. Her daddy and I spent the last couple of days getting ready for her homecoming. And when she finally walked through the door, our hearts flooded with joy. It…

Focus

These are the candles for our Sabbath meal last evening. They brightened our table and our eyes through the entire evening. Two candles burning against the night are symbolic of Sabbath rest and Jewish tradition.

Where is Home?

Tiki, our Cypriot poodle, never has any trouble feeling at home… For the last 12 years, my husband and I have been in the fast lane as far as international travel. It has been a privilege, exhilirating, revealing, and exhausting at once. One year we traveled to three continents in the space of seven days. It was…

As I Drifted Off…

  Last night, I slept in my own bed. I enjoyed slidding into the clean sheets and resting my head on the down pillow. There is just nothing like my own bed… Oh, the joy and contentment of being home. A cool breeze blew through the room from an open window. I could hear the waterfall from the Koi pond…

That Cry Will Never Leave Me…

  We saw this beautiful Ethiopian Jewess at the clinic in Addis Ababa. I wonder if the Queen of Sheba was this pretty? On our last evening in Ethiopia, Wayne and I had a few hours before our flight. We took a taxi to the Hilton and grabbed a bite to eat in the gazebo…

The Coffee Ceremony of Ethiopia

  It’s a time for jollification. The coffee ceremony of Ethiopia is full of aromas and surprises. Our first experience was four years ago with the committee members of the Toward Jerusalem Council II. We were honored to be invited to the home of a Jewish woman from Addis Ababa. The first memory I have is…

haiku: engraved

engraved upon my palms, scars that say I will never forget you