Thursday, October 16, 2008


I don't blog for almost a month and then I post a picture of my new blender?
I stood there comparing features on the small handful of blenders at the BX. Then I looked down at the bottom shelf and saw the red star with "110 Watts" in bright yellow. I pondered this for several minutes: purchasing the 110 Wattage meant not having to use the transformer anymore. But more than that, I considered that I wouldn't be able to bring it back to the States with me. That settled it. I put it in my cart.
I'm here in Europe... today. Who knows where I'll be in five years or two years or for that matter, tomorrow. But for today, I'm in a place that uses 110 Watts. The stores close by 7 PM. Although the Autobahn is quick, every place requires time driving on narrow, winding roads through the countryside... the I-must-be-in-some-romantic-dreamy-movie kind of roads. It rains -- a LOT. Aldi's and Edeka has the best garlic bread on earth. Frau Yvonne spoils my children with candy, fruit, and sometimes fresh brötchen from off the Bäkerei truck that visits our village on Tuesdays and Fridays. Every walk feels surreal, the forest mist wetting our hair, the brisk air planting kisses on our cheeks.
Lately I've grown more and more quiet. I want to make it my ambition to "lead a quiet life, mind my own business, and work with my hands." (I Thessalonians 4:11-12) It seems it is the German way of life. They work hard. They are quiet. They are lovely. I have so very much to learn. I am content. I am at peace. Today I am filled -- satisfied. Excited. Like when I get on a roller coaster -- one of those really big ones with upside down, backward, and tunnel moments -- and the bar comes down. That moment when I'm locked in, the operator pushes the green button and the cars begin to slowly travel upward, the chink, chink, whirring building the suspense. I don't know about you, but this is a quiet moment for me. I smile. I consider whether I want to ride this one with my arms in the air or if I'm in the mood to squeeze the cushioned bar in front of me.
110 Watts. Totally content and simultaneously expectant. Heute. Today.
God is good.
Do I hear an Amen?


  1. Amen! Not just for your wonderful Sharon-esque comments, but simply because you made them. It has been too long my friend. I feel like I have been sitting in a coffee shop waiting for you, read through my book, had 6 cafe' mochas and finally decided to leave. Then you show up, all smiles, hugs, and crazy stories. So I sit back down, content with listening to whatever you want to tell me. Welcome back love. (Congrats on the blender, but only if you are going to make daquiris!)

  2. Hi Sharon,
    What a way to look at a blender that's why I love you...
    And You do hear a AMEN!!!
    God BLess, Tami

  3. Yeah, you're back!!!

    I left a blender, a crock-pot, a Raclette grill (if you haven't had Raclette, email me--we need to talk), a blow dryer, curling iron, and a mixer. And not a single regret. :-)