I’ve talked about how hard it’s been here over the past year. There have been deaths and serious illnesses of friends and in the family. We’ve suffered recurring distress that I probably won’t ever be able to talk about on the blog because it involves more than just me. (I am wide open when it comes to my own life, but I… Read More
There were four places we visited with a humanitarian aim while in India. The first was Rocky’s house. Rocky is an American guy who was touched by the plight of the people living with AIDS when he visited India, and so he sold all his possessions and moved there to help. He married an Indian woman and they just had their second baby. If… Read More
My favourite visit was the HOPE school in India. It was nearly an hour away from where we were staying. (Everything was at least an hour away from where we were staying. My entire visit is summed up in the words: “We drove.”). The reason I loved it most is not because there was a greater need in the school… Read More
If you falter in times of trouble, how small is your strength. That’s the way the proverb goes, and this one has been coming back to me lately. There has been plenty of trouble to put my strength to the test. If you’re a steady reader of A Lady in France, you’ll know that I took the month of November off… Read More
I don’t know why these words keep coming back to me today. Faithful in the small things. These words, bouncing around in my head, were enough to make me want to reach out and write to you during my month-long hiatus, even if I have nothing overly profound to say. I woke up yesterday and absorbed the shock of Donald Trump… Read More
If anyone has read my memoir, you will already know why I became a Christian. The emptiness I’d felt my whole life, and the crushing grief that came in early adulthood, were too great to face on my own strength. The gaping hole inside that had me identifying with “The Scream” by Munch – a horror over the injustice and darkness that… Read More
