Our village nestles between the rolling hills of Abruzzo’s Apennine mountains and the Adriatic coast. Covered with vineyards and olive groves, with snow-capped mountains in the background! Abruzzo truly is beautiful, and we feel blessed to live in such an area! Largely an agriculture region, it’s famous for its Montepulciano wine. And also for itsContinue reading “Our Abruzzo, Beautiful but Forgotten”
We love this nation, although of course like any place, Italy has its share of negatives and downfalls. But somehow, when we look back over the years, all we see are the people we’ve grown to love. The beauty of the land and culture. And the thread of God’s unwavering faithfulness woven through from beginningContinue reading “The Day Italy Stole our Hearts”
After a month long absence Hubby and I are at long last home! (HOME. Isn’t that a beautiful word?) To say that we missed it would be a gross understatement. We spent all of September in the States, traveling a total of 13,202 miles!
We’ve had thieves strike. Twice. The first time real thieves, but the second were sort of fake thieves. As many of you know, we have a summer home. And in our absence thieves got in, taking our bedroom mirror and a small step ladder.
We celebrate 30 years here this month! And while our years here have not always been easy, we would tread this path all over again. For it’s been a good life in which we have seen God’s faithfulness.
“No I can’t do it!” Have you ever said that to the Lord? I have, and convinced I couldn’t, decided it would be fool-hardy to even try. Until the Lord showed me that little becomes much in his hands.
No taller than a 10-year old, with a sly and suspicious gleam to her eye, she played the part of the proverbial evil landlady with me, while sweet as honey around Hubby. The other residents, also hostile, seemed amiable by comparison. And the dark, dank apartment revealed a miserly streak as well.
The apostle Paul often found himself sitting in a prison cell. The city in an uproar over this man who stirred things up wherever he went. I would have asked, “Why Lord? I was only obeying you and preaching your message. So please get me out of this fix! I’ve done nothing to deserve jail!”