Hello friends! It has been over a week since I last posted, but that is because I’ve been on an adventure! I live in the the South, where Summer is sticky and sweet tea flows freely. But my family lives in the Southwest, land of dry heat and exquisite sunsets. Consequently, I don’t get to see them often, and this makes me sad. I just spent the last week and a half with my family, soaking in the sun’s rays, and packing up most of the stuff I left behind when I moved to where I am now. Then my brother and I drove a small moving truck back here (since he’s moving here, too). Let me tell you, driving those things is hard! But my adventure over the last 2 weeks reminds me of my adventure last summer when I went to Europe. I’ve never been more than just barely proficient with technology, so I didn’t figure out how to blog from my Kindle until the summer was almost over. But I think the time has now come to share my experiences from my summer in Europe. So over this summer I will be periodically posting journal entries from a year ago, sharing my thoughts and observations from a foreign culture.


A Journal of Impossible Things: My journal is so called because this summer I will watch God do things that seem utterly impossible.
River wrote in her journal, the original Journal of Impossible Things, of her adventures. All the strange people and places and things she encountered. These things all together were so improbable as to be impossible. But that description applies to God’s work, too. People don’t believe in God, don’t believe in miracles, but God is alive and well and working constantly. He is the One who makes truly impossible things possible.

May 22
All our bills have been paid. There are 26 of us, and the cost is $5,000 each.Two of our members needed $2500 each just a few days ago. God is so good to provide for us.

May 23
Landed safely in Frankfurt and then Geneva. Didn’t sleep much on the flight, and we are all very tired. The poor drivers have to drive on little sleep. Through a miscommunication we ended up putting gas into a diesel engine. Thank the Lord we caught it before we turned the engine on. The repairs were minimal – both in scale and cost. God gave us a safe trip to Grindelwald despite fatigue and weather conditions. We stayed in a youth hostel in the Swiss Alps. When we got up in the morning it had snowed and the scenery was so beautiful! Thank God for the beauty of His world!


May 24
Woke to snow in the Alps. Drove to Gummersbach – a 6 hour trip. Hopefully one of the longest drives of the summer.
The church in Gummersbach is Russian-German. Hundreds of years ago the Czar offered German people land in Russia if they would come farm it. Many went and were then caught behind the Iron Curtain. When it was lifted they came back to Germany – still German because they had formed their own communities in Russia – but they had picked up the Russian language and customs. Most of these churches are very conservative. This church has a huge split in culture between the older and younger generations. The culture split works here much better than in America. Or maybe they just put their best foot forward for their American guests.

May 26
Today we started our trip to Austria. We stayed in a youth hostel in Bavaria – a fortress, actually.
Yesterday 9 of us went with our hosts to a history museum in Bonn. It detailed Germany’s history since WWII. They don’t want to forget the Holocaust and how many people died without cause.


May 27
Last night we stayed at a castle in Bavaria! When we got to the church in Linz we ate wonderful food – including the most amazing schnitzel!

May 28
Before we left Linz we visited a baroque church in Pöstlingberg which had a view of the whole city. Inside the church we sang “God so loved the world” in German. I love singing that text in places like that. We can give them the truth from their own scriptures.
I am staying with a missionary family, and the missionary wife and I had a wonderful conversation over evening tea – sharing our experiences and what God has taught us. When I told her about how my dad and brother had died she said she remembered hearing about our family and that she prayed for us. God has chosen to use our testimony all over the world. After another team member gave his testimony yesterday I realized the power that telling a story can have. I realized that I need to tell my story. My conversation with the missionary wife confirmed that.

The Man with a Plan

Today was my first day of work. Well, technically it was yesterday, but I haven’t slept yet, so it still counts as today. It’s always hard starting a new job, but it will get easier. I am a server in the dining room at a nursing home. The residents are so sweet and my coworkers are really good to work with.

You know, this summer I went traipsing off to Europe with no plan for when I came back. Sure, I intended to stay near my university, but I had no definite plans. Where was I going to live? Was I going to have a job? Would I be able to make ends meet? I worried about these and other problems all summer. But I didn’t need to. Because my God has a plan for my life. Halfway through the summer I got word that my housing problem was solved. I was going to share an apartment with 2 school friends. Praise God for providing! But I still didn’t have a job. Or a car. I have a job now. I am poorer as a result of living with no income for a month, but I’ll earn it back. I still don’t have a car, but God has a plan for that, too.

Seeing God provide for me has been a theme for me this past year or so. I have seen Him make the impossible possible, whether it was returning for school for my senior year, going on a fantastic and eye-opening tour of Europe, or starting life on my own. God is always there for me, and even when life doesn’t make sense I know I can trust Him.

You Know You’re a South-Westerner When…

Switzerland is a beautiful country. The Alps are breathtaking, not just because of their beauty, but also because of their immense size. The countryside is beautiful, and flowers grow along the road. There are 4 official languages, demonstrating the cultural variety of the country. There is lots of water in the form of lakes, rivers, and streams that keep the country green and beautiful.

You know you’re a South-Westerner when you look at a riverbed and wonder if it’s full of water or sand. 

It’s a Small World After All

Back in the day traveling anywhere was a big deal. It took hours at the least, and some trips lasted for years. I’m so glad I live now, when I can go from Geneva, Switzerland to Atlanta, Georgia in less than 12 hours. We got back to the states this past Friday, and what a whirlwind it was! The time zone changed on us 6 hours, we changed our surroundings totally, and blessed English is being spoken everywhere. I never thought I would be this excited to come back to the states, but I am.  

You know you’ve been in Europe too long when you want to say “genau” every 3rd sentence, when you see signs in English and think they look funny, when you read the name of the sports building on campus and say “goom-nah-zee-oom” like the Germans pronounce it. Yes, it will definitely take a little adjusting now that I’m back. But I’m ready for the challenge. 

It was a long-short summer, and I’m not sure I’m ready for it to be over. 


Wow. It has been a long time since my last post. And I have a very good reason for that. You see, I am currently blogging from my kindle (I love my kindle). Why? because I am currently in Italy on the last leg of a European mission trip. I’ve been to Switzerland, Germany, Austria, Hungary, Romania, Slovakia, Czech Republic, Poland, and now Italy. I am now a world traveller! Great, you say. Good for you. But was there no internet in any of these places?? Well…the truth is that I couldn’t figure out how to login to my account until just now…

101 Places to See

Or at least 8. 

This summer I am going on a missions trip with 26 other people. We will be ministering in Austria, Germany, the Czech Republic, Slovakia, Hungary, Romania, Italy, and Switzerland. Needless to say, I’m a wee tad bit excited. The farthest I’ve been from the USA is a few hours into Mexico. And considering that I live in the Southwest, that isn’t very far. Problem, though: I didn’t have a passport. No problem, I thought, I’ll just apply for one, and it will be back to me in no time. WRONG! I applied in January, and because of various delays and difficulties I didn’t get my passport until just tonight. Needless to say, it’s been a bit stressful. I am so glad it came in. I’ve been praying a lot about it. It’s really easy to get discouraged when it seems like your prayers aren’t being answered. But when God finally does answer it’s always in an amazing way.