Historical Setting, 629 C.E. farm in the Vosges Mts. Vizsla? He came along when Hannah was called to her mother’s bedside. He was at the wedding wearing the colors of a ruthless, militaristic wandering tribe though he brought no weapon to the wedding. He came alone on horseback down from Trier and stayed toContinue reading “#59.2, Tuesday, August 6, 2024”
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#59.1, Thursday, August 1, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. Herb Garden at the farm Ana, a fine physician herself, has been with Hannah and Vizsla, closed behind our cottage door for the fearful surgery to her breast. I’ve been sent away to the herb garden to gather wound wart and violet leaves. I was hoping all that isContinue reading “#59.1, Thursday, August 1, 2024”
#58.14, Wednesday, July 31, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. The Farm in the Vosges Mts. Not two days have passed, when Brandell and Gaia return and with them Hannah, sharing a horse with that Avar, Vizsla. On one hand it is such a good thing to see how Hannah is joyful. She is always so measured in her observationsContinue reading “#58.14, Wednesday, July 31, 2024”
#58.13, Tuesday, July 30, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. The thatched house behind Annegray We’ve learned that Hannah didn’t just leave without telling anyone. She just didn’t tell her parents. “Should we go on to the inn on the river and find them?” I suggest. “They’ll be home in their own good time,” answers anyone who givesContinue reading “#58.13, Tuesday, July 30, 2024”
#58.12, Thursday, July 25, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. The thatched house behind Annegray This is the prayer of our priest intended for blessing this meal. “Holy One, invisible but present, notice in our hearts the love that bonds family, while we also become aware of our ever-new places within these generations. Bless this food, shared, that itContinue reading “#58.12, Thursday, July 25, 2024”
#58.11, Wednesday, July 24, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. The thatched house behind Annegray Brandell and Gaia aren’t staying at the monastery. With horses, they can easily go back and forth from their little house to this place where Brandell paints. And with these borrowed horses we can ride back to their house with them now as Brandell finishesContinue reading “#58.11, Wednesday, July 24, 2024”
#58.10, Tuesday, July 23, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. The monastery, Luxeuil As we walk back through the halls Ana tells Brandell even unfinished his artwork has touched her. But why was she there? – that’s what worries him. “Why are you using the healing pools, Momma?” “It’s just a little worry, and a little worry shouldContinue reading “#58.10, Tuesday, July 23, 2024”
#58.9, Thursday, July 18, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. The monastery, Luxeuil My sons and I follow the procession of monks chanting the hours of late afternoon. Psalm 62:5-7, (here chanted again, fresh with our own prayers). For God alone my soul waits in silence, for my hope is in God. God alone is my rockContinue reading “#58.9, Thursday, July 18, 2024”
#58.8, Wednesday, July 17, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. The monastery, Luxeuil Ana finds us in the garden. She gives Brother Gabe her mother’s hug. He receives it as the strength he was praying for. Her telling us of her visit with the nuns is washed in tears. She said they’ve seen this thing before and it mightContinue reading “#58.8, Wednesday, July 17, 2024”
#58.7, Tuesday, July 16, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. The monastery, Luxeuil Here in the garden at the monastery where Gabe is a brother, I told him of Ana’s health worry hoping our prayers together could give strength and peace for all of us. And here is Gabe, well-practiced in the psalms and prayers and heartfelt concerns for anyContinue reading “#58.7, Tuesday, July 16, 2024”
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