Friday, 30 May 2014

Every Season

“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1)

For the last few days of our vacation, before the excitement that is ahead of us comes full tilt, Brandon and I have escaped down the 401 to his parents’ place in Ottawa. Their house backs onto a lake and acts as a little oasis for a long weekend away. A weekend away filled with preparation and sleep.

We are fortunate and blessed to be walking into the season that we have been in preparation of for many years. When Brandon and I first met, a story that should be told another time, we found ourselves drawn to ministry and serving in the church. We knew that we would one day pastor and for the past six years have been humbly following God’s (not so straight) path that has lead us to the position we are about to step into – next week!

Wednesday, 21 May 2014

Our Last Few Days


Our last few days in Sweden have been filled with beautiful weather and exploration.

Friday, 16 May 2014

An Empty Apartment


A few weeks ago, as Brandon and I were packing up the last few boxes of our things and loading them into the truck, I found myself thinking of when we first walked into our tiny little apartment. We had just returned from our honeymoon and were freshly married when we climbed those steps and turned the key for the first time. The apartment was dimly lit and we found ourselves standing in the living room, giddy with excitement, holding the first few bags our hands had grabbed from the car.

Thursday, 15 May 2014

Cinque Terre


Brandon and I spent the last few days exploring, hiking, and second-honeymooning through the coast of Italy and it was truly, unexplainably, incredible!

There are hardly words to describe how amazing Cinque Terre was to us, and yet I will still try! After researching, debating, and calculating this little trip, we finally decided to book it and see what happened.

We took two days to hike through the ‘five lands’ and found ourselves met with breathtaking views, delicious food, and great people. We quickly learned how out of shape we are  I am (hello treadmill!) as we climbed up hundreds, no, thousands of uneven, rocky steps to come across rolling mountains, quaint towns, and pieces of history.

Tuesday, 6 May 2014

Raspberry Crumble


I have decided that Swedes make wonderful desserts, well, at least my Swedish sister-in-law does! Tonight she decided to ‘bake Luke a treat’ of raspberry crumble pie – a favourite in their household. I can absolutely see why this delicious dessert is a staple... it is sweet, sour, and crunchy. The perfect mixture to tame any sweet tooth...

Monday, 5 May 2014

London Calling

“When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.” (Samuel Johnson)
The city of London, a place that one would think of royalty, historic sites, and the tube. A place of economic wealth, shopping, and tourism. A city that I finally got to explore with my sister-in-law over the weekend.



After just being in Sweden for a day, Victoria and I jumped on a plane and took the short trip over to England. We went there for Colour Conference, an incredible women’s conference that I will surely talk about another time.

On one of the days we slipped away, hopped on the tube, and ventured into the heart of the city. As we climbed up from the underground, Big Ben towered over us.

Sunday, 4 May 2014

Someone's Story



This morning was an early wake-up call. Like 2:30am early. I found myself in the back of a taxi headed to the train station to catch a flight back to Sweden after an amazing four-day conference in London. My new day was beginning while others who wandered about the streets had yet to finish their night.

The cab driver, a man of few words as I learned when I prompted him to chat with little response, navigated through the winding streets, half-listening to his guide of the GPS. As I sat in a sleepy daze, looking out over the empty office buildings and watching the headlights pass through the early morning darkness, I began to wonder what this cab driver has experienced. What stories would he tell around the dinner table amongst friends? Who are the people that he has driven around that have been conversational? Impactful? Memorable?