My Peace Zone

Just when we thought our travel adventures were over, we experienced another plot twist. Our suitcases are still somewhere between London and Austin. We are trusting that one day soon they will roll through our front door like prodigal luggage returning home. On Sunday, our Lamplighters class — more than 100 seasoned saints strong —…

One of the delightful discoveries we made in the United Kingdom was that elevators are called lifts. Need to go up to your hotel room? Take the lift.Need to reach the top floor of a department store? Take the lift.Need a little help after walking 18,000 steps through London? Definitely take the lift! We Texans…

After eighteen wonderful days abroad, Carl and I were finally headed home through London Heathrow Airport. We had learned a few things along the way — especially about airport security. Empty your water bottle.Remove your jacket.Take off your belt.And apparently — never carry little tin boxes of mints in your back pocket. Carl sailed through…

Just one more blog about our travel experiences. Though our luggage is still in the great unknown — we already know God has us AND our luggage is in His all-knowing and all-seeing eyes. While waiting through delays at Heathrow Airport, we did our best to stay calm. We enjoyed a leisurely lunch, relaxed in…

After 18 unforgettable days exploring London, Scotland, Ireland, and beyond, Carl and I finally arrived home to Austin just before midnight, last night. Our flight was delayed. Our luggage took its own extended vacation and did not arrive with us. But none of that could diminish the joy in our hearts. At Heathrow Airport, I…

As you read this — Carl and I are flying home with full hearts and grateful souls. What began in London carried us to Rotterdam, Edinburgh, Belfast, Liverpool, Dublin, Cork, and yesterday, Portland, England — plus many more breathtaking places along the way. We rode taxis, trains, buses, tender boats, and our own two feet…

When we were in Cork, Ireland, Carl and I were reminded how precious it is simply to be alive. Three months ago, Carl underwent emergency surgery to receive a pacemaker. It was a sobering moment for both of us. But thanks to God’s mercy and skilled doctors, he was restored and stronger than ever. And…

There is something deeply moving about stepping into a great cathedral. The heavy wooden doors open. Sunlight filters through stained glass. Whispered prayers seem to linger in the air. For a moment, our hearts instinctively wants to say, “Surely the Lord is in this place.” That is exactly how we felt in Cork, Ireland —…

And, I’m so glad he did.Some dreams take years to unfold. For as long as I can remember, I have loved the story of Saint Patrick. Every March, my front door becomes a little tribute to his remarkable life — with a shamrock wreath, his Breastplate Prayer, and a small statue that reminds me that…