Bonnette Acres

This morning I sat in a cushy red back movie theatre seat, and sang along while the polish choruses flashed up on the wide movie screen. In this moment all I could do was think "Wow, God you really have shown me so many different Easters in my life." When I think of Easter growing up in Alabama, I think of waking up so so very early for sunrise services up on Burritt mountain (I think that was the one...) , I think of listening to "He's Alive" on our way to church. I think of a perfect spring afternoons flying our new kites we got in our easter baskets that morning. The whole family together out by the abandoned lot of land on the other side of the road from our house in Owens Cross Roads. Easter in Tennessee never left me hungry. From a huge pancake breakfast to amazing dinner at J. Alexanders. Sorry to talk about food first. But it was soooo good to not remember. I am also reminded of just peaceful moments of being with my friends and family. Oh and the ...

This past week, weekend, and 24 hours have been a bit crazed. Millions of emotions packed into a fortnight. Ok... maybe not exactly a fortnight wikipedia says it officially means 14 days. But the wording sounds so perfect, I am going to keep it.  Moving on. Right now I am sitting in our tall swirling stool, behind the bar, looking out onto the coffee shop. Eating a chocolate chip granola bar, dunking it into my perfectly creamed & sugared Guatemalan coffee. While old Jars Of Clay songs echo in the background. In this moment, I am able to finally breathe. Remember why I am here and why I want to be here.  A lot of things have tried to make me forget that lately. From literal pain on Saturday getting through irate Ukrainian mobs to yesterday getting a call that my horrid trip on Saturday was pointless, and I had to leave again. NOW! I was confused, mad, and very angry that I had to go through all that crap and it didn't mean a thing.  But in less then two hours...

I have mentioned a couple of times about my issue with getting a visa here in Krakow. There has been a lot of complications- finding foreign affairs, getting the right paperwork, and running out of time before my 3 months were up. If you don't get your paperwork in before a certain time, they make you leave the country. Well my 3 months are up tuesday, and my paperwork was late. So I had to leave.... I was told by some of the church members here, that if I just take a train to the Ukraine, go and get my passport stamped and then just turn around- all will be good. So I asked if my coworker would come with me. The cool thing about her, is that she is originally from the Ukraine but was adopted by Polish missionaries. So she speaks both Russian & Polish. Exactly what I needed to help me cross the border. Our 4 hour train ride up was calm & for the most part kind of relaxing. Meaning I slept pretty much the whole way. We then had to get in a small bus/ van that was exact...