My first visit was in 1995 and I’ve probably been there a dozen times since then… but never inside. I’m not sure why exactly. Perhaps is was a lack of enough time to do it justice, perhaps the combined entry price of a family of five scared me off (although they’re not as much castle-goers as I am… “You seen one, you seen ’em all”, while not entirely an accurate summation of their feeling, is not totally inaccurate either), or perhaps it was those who told me that it was rather empty, or unfurnished, compared to other castles. Whatever the reason, I’d never been in… until recently.
I’ve been thinking a bit about tunnel vision this week… you know, when you’re too deep into the trees to be able to see the forest.
We can go through times of spiritual tunnel vision as well. Times when you get so focused on a specific scenario, a specific problem that you’re trying to resolve… that you find yourself feeling like your back is up against a wall.
At times like that, even something as simple as a physical change of scenery can help you to gain perspective, Continue reading
This week we’ve begun getting ready for fall. A final trim for the hedge, cleaning up the garden beds, harvesting the last of the tomatoes and tackling one of the two full-sized apple trees (I’m still sore from that one – Tree #2 will have to wait). I’ve noticed, though, that every day gives us opportunity to learn from and about the Lord… even in the midst of ugliness.
This week I heard a message entitled “The Greatest Hour of the Church”.
The faith-filled part of me affirmed the statement. My inner skeptic, however, wanted to simply reduce the title to a by-product of today’s tendency to describe EVERYTHING as… “the biggest”, “the best” and “the most incredible”… ever!
In the end… my inner skeptic lost the bet.
Hey there… Let’s talk about Short-Term Missions.
Today I’d like to address the question of Language and STM:
- Do you already speak the language of your destination-country?
- Do you intend to learn it?
- Do you need to learn it.
Well for a guy that likes to have a picture to go with everything, two of the neatest things to happen this week have no picture. It’s kind of a cardinal sin in my books but I’m willing to roll with it and will do my best to tell you about them non-photographico!
It’s the monthly #TravelTuesday post and today we’re talking crêpes.
Crêpes are not part of my native culture. The thin and very adaptable base so common in French culture was virtually unknown to me until I was in my teens. In its stead, growing up in eastern Canada, we had “pancakes” (or “flapjacks”) a much thicker & more filling version of the crêpe (or is the crêpe a thinner & more refined version of the pancake?)… Either way, where they were not part of my native culture, they’re a major part of my adopted culture!
Today’s feature image shows a rather curious structure. It is more reminiscent of a Native American dwelling than something you’d find at a French high school… but it’s an important spot. Let me tell you why…
If you’re reading this and you speak French… you will no doubt be surprised to see this as the feature image for today’s post… “God’s a rip-off”. Keep reading and you’ll see what’s up with that!
Someone has zipped off to Paris for a quick trip and for a change it’s not Mike!