Friday, June 6, 2008

Ma famille

Hello,
I hope that all of you are very excited to hear about my adventures in the exciting country of France. Well, I came here two weeks ago on Saturday and it has not stopped raining since then.
I live in a host family with two children of ages 7 and 11 on 15 Chemin de l'Epitaph ( just in case you wanted to send me a postcard or something :)
I have also this crazy housemate who lives across the hallway, Randi from Oklahoma. She is the first real Cherokee I have ever met!
Clothes here don't dry, food specialties are very "special", pastry is amazing, and I am waiting to get my "french fifteen" soon.
I'll try to show you some pictures here and there, but with the weather situation..... my camera doesn't want to go out that much. Talk to the machine... ;)

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Creation 2008




New Season to come

Spring coming to Erie, PA has been a big event of my year. First, I would kindly like to remind everyone that Erie had snow ever since November or so until the beginning of April. During these warm days, the campus actually looks a lot like the photographs they sent me in the acceptance package. Well, when I look at the promotional website of Behrend College, I cannot find this being mentioned anywhere... This has just somewhat been included in everyone's tuition, I suppose.
Winter always leaves me kind of sad and tired, so this year, I got those little colourful gel pictures to stick on my window. And voila! the world looked much better.
And then I think of God, the creator of all this, and have to admit that in contrast to his expectations, I am not always that contented with what is in front of me. It is sometimes a bit challenging to find God in two feet of snow and zero Fahrenheit. Surprisingly, it seems much easier to see him in all the buds and leaves and birds...
So at times like winter, I tend to have these questions on my mind, like ' Where is God in those two feet of snow?' and looking back, I can see that God is always there, never leaves for any reason. I open the Bible, pray with friends, pray alone, dream, play, sing, work... He is there! Perhaps my blindness overcomes my heart at times or I can only see at times.... Would I ever notice those buds without having six months of snow before? Would I be so eager to capture the beauty of God's creation? Would I know what being joyful means without ever experiencing sadness? - probably not that much.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Dog Letters to God...

I spent this week in a very pleasant companion of two (sometimes three) dogs, Dora, Grace, and Daisy. Both of my new little, maybe a little large, friends were a bit shy at the beginning of my stay with them, Dora would welcome me with barking all throughout day one. Well, I left their house for four days and upon returning back, these friendly dog ladies were very welcoming! They even waved their tales at me and tried to lick my face many, many times! I also realized how much they liked sharing with me. They wanted to share food with me... meaning my food... both attempted to share a bed with me, Dora really liked my laptop and wanted to share... and she really did... :) I think that sharing plays a big role dogs' lives.

And so, when I found this, I thought that I should share:

Dear God, Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?

Dear God, When we get to heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it the same old story?

Dear God, Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We dogs love a nice ride! Would it be so hard to rename the 'Chrysler Eagle' to the 'Chrysler Beagle'?

Dear God, If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?

Dear God, We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID's, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand?

Dear God, More meatballs, less spaghetti, please.

Dear God, When we get to the Pearly Gates, do we have to shake hands to get in?

Dear God, Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?

Dog Letters to God...




Thursday, March 6, 2008