On Homecoming, lake visits and discerning our labor

The three of us enjoying last summer days at a Minnesota lake.

Friends and fellow travelers,

On the cusp of this Labor Day weekend we greet you from the lake “up north”, as the Minnesotans have it. So yes, we finally made it back to MN! With grateful hearts and slightly ruffled feathers.

On home coming

Do you know the tale of the two monks who travelled the world in order to find the place where heaven and earth meet? The two monks journeyed far and wide, they took on challenge after challenge. Finally, they arrived at an old, ornate door. When they opened the door, they found themselves at home, right in the monastic cell from which they had started.

We felt like them when we finally arrived home after nine months in Germany (having caught the new Covid on the last few meters!).

Was their (and our) journey then in vain? I don’t think so. Our lives’ journeys can send us on many paths untrodden, so that when we arrive home nonetheless, we do so as renewed beings.

As we journeyed through our s…