A peaceful week

Mama & Tata celebrated their birthdays, one after the other. It has always made buying gifts for them easy. One bigger and more useful for both. Early 60s look good on them.

After a full summer of balanced weather, with mild warmth, cool winds, regular cooling rain and friendly sun, the fall is drawing near. We sense it in the earlier sunset, and the cooler evenings.

We had a chance to spend more time in Cluj this summer, and taking a break from jet setting was very much a welcomed change of pace.

People make decisions, and often times we are quick to asses and judge, before we walk in their shoes. Patience is not highly valued, as it doesn’t present an outcome right away. I don’t know a lot of the details, but my parents got a very nice present for their birthday. We celebrated family at its best, as we reverently reenter it, take nothing for granted, and love. The best I could summarize what just happened, as my brother ministered to me this time, is through a verse I listed to yesterday morning.

On the other hand, if the unbelieving spouse walks out, you’ve got to let him or her go. You don’t have to hold on desperately. God has called us to make the best of it, as peacefully as we can. You never know, wife: The way you handle this might bring your husband not only back to you but to God. You never know, husband: The way you handle this might bring your wife not only back to you but to God.



Here is the new (not so well thought through) question that we hear way too often: “no baby yet?”. I think it is especially hard because we are more anxious to have a positive answer, than you can imagine. The only answer we have though is “not yet”. We are a phone call away. The odd part is that I am trying to encourage everyone else, every time I get this question. I don’t know what I want people to say or not say …but I just want there to be room for my heartache. In either silence or conversation.

And yet, life still unfolds, and we shall try to make the best of it. We’ve put off trips and other adventures, in anticipation of the call, and it’s only been a month. As I told a friend, life in the liminal space is uncomfortable. Hard really. Much of it is in our head and mostly in our heart. We’ve waited years. The last minutes seem the longest.