Every night during Ramadan (or Ramazan as it's called in Turkey), our town is awakened by the steady beating of a drum. Dressed in traditional Ottoman attire, the drummer weaves his way up and down the neighborhood streets with a stick in one hand and a drum in the other.
There's something about the Advent season that's so cozy to me. Maybe it brings back memories of growing up, arguing across the dinner table over who gets to light the wreath-encircled candles and who gets to blow them out. It brings visions of coming home from school, letting the backpack fall to the ground as… Continue reading When Peace Kisses Righteousness
Nope, no balloons yet.I let the curtain fall back and silently tiptoe out of the bedroom. At half past six this time of year the sun takes its sweet time pushing past the horizon and with it, the hot air balloons. They won't be hanging in the sky for at least another hour. In the coolness… Continue reading Home, But Not Really
I’ve never been one to be afraid of the ocean. Okay, that’s not entirely true. There was that one time, as a 4-year-old where I lost one of my new water shoes while playing in the low tide, sucked off of me by the slurping waves of the Atlantic. With one foot bare and one foot covered and feeling sorry for myself, my mother assured me a nice fish probably made her home out of my shoe. It was scary to have the ocean take something away from me.
It was inching closer to 9pm on a Sunday when my husband announces to grab a sweatshirt, "we're going out!". I'm used to his spontaneity, so I happily shrug on a sweater and we bound down the stairs to our motorbike. Are we getting coffee? Going to the local festival downtown? I pester him with… Continue reading When It Feels Like God Isn’t Good
"Today is 'World Refugee Day'," I say looking up from my phone to my husband. We are still in our pajamas, bedhead and all. He hands me my cup of coffee and gives a sad laugh.
We can make plans and lists and to-dos all we want. We can research and highlight and post-it note to our heart's content. Yet, at the end of the day, God's plan prevails. The Lord is the one who establishes our steps.