When I am enduring jetlag after an international trip–traveling several time zones and back–I am a notorious insomniac. In the last 24 hours, I have slept only three hours, and the day before only a couple of hours. It catches up with me after a physically and emotionally draining trip, like we just had in Ethiopia. Rarely am I…
Tag: Self Disclosure
Gnarled Tree
I am watching the dawn break slowly across the wide expanse of the sky. Navy blue is turning to slate now, with small streaks of light pink and gold. The black silhouette of three barren trees sit against the morning sky. They look especially gnarled, almost ghoulish, against the early dawn.
This Part…
We are in the Lufthansa lounge in Frankfurt waiting to fly home in a few hours. I am recollecting the last two weeks while enjoying a latte…
The Smell of Sheep
My husband and I leave in a couple of days for Cyprus. I am feeling overwhelmed a bit by trying to prepare once again for another international trip. Don’t misunderstand. I love it once we get there, but getting there… the cleaning, washing, packing, setting things in order. so we can leave… The task seems daunting…
I Am So Happy!
My husband and I are home now, having returned from two weeks in Florida. We had a great time of business/pleasure. We really enjoyed the beach this time and, of course, the great seafood. So fresh. The rest energized us, recharged our batteries. Today I am so happy to be back in my home…
Every Word
Every Word Every word I write, I engrave upon your heart, that you will see the hidden person of me without form of beauty, without benefit of education, without power of possession, without significance of fame. Every word I write, I engrave upon your heart that you will know what I reveal, what I conceal,…
More Than the Grains of Sand…
That’s me on the beach this morning, intrigued with the sand and water in South Beach, Miami. Right. Well, maybe I looked like this a few years ago. But my husband and I did walk on the beach this morning at sunrise, and it was glorious. Well, he ran on the beach and I walked. Really I resisted just…
Something Irrevocable
Since my father-in-law passed away before Christmas, I have been on a journey of embracing the reality of his death, walking through the process of grief, and praying for acceptance and healing on the otherside. Here are a three thoughts on grief.
Mr. Sick
Before I lived abroad, before I had a daughter, before I was a pastor’s wife, before I was married, before I lived on a kibbutz in Israel, I worked as a nurse–for many years–in Colorado and then Texas. I graduated from Porter Memorial Hospital in Denver, so many years ago I don’t care to remember…
I Love Being Home
A shadow fell across our lives this year with the unexpected death of Wayne’s dad just before Christmas. The days have been bittersweet, remembering Papa and dealing with his absence. He was such a strong, quiet man. His influence steadied each of us. Now we are leaning into each other more, leaning into God more. …
Bonnie Saul Wilks 