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third-culture thoughts


On the streets of Budapest as thousands of Hungarians remember the Soviet invasion of 1956.

It wrapped its arms around my head and pulled as the revolving door spit me into its dim realm. As the days and years passed, the not unpleasant but pungently earthy smell would become a reminder that I had left the sphere of one world and entered an inner sanctum; a sub-world, if you will, where people carried their burdens in speeding bullets of dark passages. The Moscow metroFresh air became redefined and distributed with the whoosh of 150 kilometer per hour measurements and the multiplication of bodies sharing a tiny compartment. 

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waiting for words

IMG_1872Sometimes I mark time with a blinking cursor. Tucked into a quaint corner of the Europe that I love, I ponder what to write. What story could I tell?

I wonder how to express this moment that bares down on me like an IC train in full motion. All of my senses are engaged. This Europe is in my head, my ears, it covers and invades my body redefining what I wear this morning, what I eat tonight, and how I view my world.

This Europe interprets the never-changing God in different tones and nuances of historical perspective and propels my faith into new directions.

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just a little chuckle

Today we sent all 4 girls to volleyball camp right down the street.  Some comments that made me chuckle:

Do you speak European?

Hungary?  Never heard of it!

Do you have electricity there?

We may need to think about adding Geography back into the school curriculum.

Tune in tomorrow for a new post – got one brewing.