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Wanderlust
Starting a business anywhere is daunting and downright hard. Combine it with moving across the world, new language for Conrad, new community, conferences and other big plans, maintaining the bills-paying current design business … you get the picture. The new business has given us many headaches. 90% is complex, behind the curtain hard work. But…
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Gossip
Gossip Do you ever do it? What is it actually? The first definition that pops up on google is this: “casual or unconstrained conversation or reports about other people, typically involving details which are not confirmed as true.” We are all prone to it. To not engage in it is a matter of self awareness,…
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Gmunden
The map says it will take us 10.5 hours to get there, but in reality it takes 14. If you take into consideration much needed breaks and the fact that the road through romania passes through a village every few kilometers and the speed limit is 50km/h.
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Psalm weekend getaway with Noua Generatie
We went to Belis. A day later than the majority as we had a lot of work to do. And it was heavenly. From all points of view. I often wondered if a certain atmosphere is strictly affected by the presence of certain people, namely from PBCC, but I think we finally got it. And…
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Bergamo
The shutters are half way down. It’s a hot Sunday in August in Bergamo. We came back from the absurdly long walk all the way to the top of the old city, the fortress, and back. And now I’m reading Journal cu Petre Tutea. Alina has a wonderful collection of books. It has been a…
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WWM
Our Monday morning meetings, rain or dark, we look forward to getting together at 6:30 AM. It is real, comfortable and core. And God is present.
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Walk
I took Rufus for a walk, and called my mom to join me. It’s a windy day. The sun feels warm after days of rain. It almost smells like autumn. As we got to the top of the hill, Nini and Rebe were driving up. We connected and then we walked on every street of…
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Connie Fortunato
Friday night we arrived on the dot for a concert given by Connie Fortunato and the children from the Cluj city dump. This is a powerful story. For a few years now she has breathed new life in the community, with her freedom, lack of social boundaries, joy and vision, all paired with impressive know-how.
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Rain
After a month of surviving the scorching sun, it’s raining. There’s a mist in the air like in San Francisco, carried over by winds from the Chinteni valley. It smells like wood-fire smoke washed by rain. The sky is grey and heavy with texture. I had no idea I loved rain so much. The first…
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The gift of friendship
A lot has happened this week. Too much. A lot of it great. Much of it just challenging. At times it felt like the ground is shifting from under my feet, and not just due to one earthquake. We had a game night at church, then a psalms-and-pancakes-get-together at Flaviu and Ema, then a baby…
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You can’t lie in a poem
Climbing up the mountain though the Psalms, at Palatca, a flat green valley surrounded and protected by woods, tall young trees, young oaks, we started with our present state. No better place to start than with the present (at the base), facing up our current pain, fear or joy. After our morning team meeting, after…
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First Monday
One day I will write a book. It will pour out like a summer storm with thunder and volume of water. But for now, slowly I am staring to process what happened at the camp. I translated 6-8 hours a day, and I wish that everything that was filtered so carefully through my brain would…