On this trip we knew we would miss out on Permeate. Thus, I thought of an alternative way of joining Permeate by holding our own mini Permeate . At Denmark I was able to feel God’s provisions through our mini Permeate.
Monthly Archives: February 2016
When the Clock Struck Midnight, our Carriage Turned into a Pumpkin
“Kids, I have a plan that I would like to hear your feedback,” I gathered the family together for the announcement. “Because the cost of public transportation in Copenhagen is very expensive, I came up with a creative solution.”
“Oh boy, what crazy idea do you have now, dad? Are we going be carrying our big backpack all over the city? Or sleep in the airport?” Joani half joking, half serious asked. Continue reading When the Clock Struck Midnight, our Carriage Turned into a Pumpkin
Surprises from Above
“The flight is cancelled,” the lady at the Pegasus Airline counter at Georgia’s airport informed me. “Here is your new flight schedule.”
“The date says Feb 20th. That is three days from now. Is there no earlier flight?” I asked with a shocked look in my eyes.
“That’s our earliest next flight, sir,” the lady replied as Pegasus only flies to Norway twice a week. “There is a flight this afternoon from Georgia to Turkey but no flight from Turkey to Norway until 3 days later.” Continue reading Surprises from Above
So This is What a Christian Country is Like – The Caucus Region
“Hey, do you hear the bell?” Olivia asked looking at us doing our work in the AirBnb apartment in Yerevan, the capital of Armenia. “Isn’t it interesting?”
“What do you mean?” I responded, not sure why she found the bell sound so interesting.
Continue reading So This is What a Christian Country is Like – The Caucus Region
A Matter of Perspective – Cappadocia, Turkey
“What do I do? What do I do? Tell me please.” Joani cried out desperately to me as I reached out my hands trying to grab her feet. “I don’t see anything.”
“Put your weight on your hands then reach down with your left foot as far as you can,” I coached her as she cling tightly with her two hands on a shallow indentation on right side of a sandstone shaft. “You will find a small foothold then go down more with your right foot.”
“I am going to die!” Joani yelled. Continue reading A Matter of Perspective – Cappadocia, Turkey