Posted by Janneke in Homesick-Heimwee
on Feb 21st, 2011 | 0 comments
(read Dutch Heritage page first)
Epilogue circa 1970’s, me. For some reason, I have not been able to put my feet on my Dutch-Frisian home soil again.
Beloved family members drove Pake (Frisian grandfather), Mammie and I over antiek weggetjes (antique roads) to find my grandparents’ last farm house – the home I yearned for. Finally we were there.
We had the clearest of views, 25 meters away, but… We. were. not. there. not there. The home with the attic window I had once looked out of was across the canal. I was on the reverse of my six year old child experience (Dutch Heritage page). No...
Posted by Janneke in Grace Stories, Trauma-Healing, War's Family
on Feb 21st, 2011 | 2 comments
(Read War’s Family Page, first)
“Have you ever seen people who through some disaster were driven to great times of prayer? And have you noticed that once the disaster was long forgotten, a spiritual sweetness remained that warmed their souls?” June 12 Streams in the Desert L. B. Cowman
I’m not always one of the sweet people.
I know some who are.
As much as I love L.B. Cowman’s quote, I think for the big disasters they are not long forgotten. Even if they are locked up deep inside us in a box or cave, they are not forgotten. So when disasters, like years of war, come out of lock-down...