This is what “home” has looked like to us for the past 4 years. We are just one of 3 families in this house…
Here are some pictures of our village, looking down upon it from the vineyards. It sits in a valley with farmland on all sides…
The village is small as well as old, but to us it’s beautiful. As we pack up all our belongings to keep in storage during our furlough, we make sure to get out every afternoon for a walk through the village. Things become much more dear when we thinks about leaving them behind – the massive piles of chopped wood, saved for generations to be used for years of cold winters; the flower boxes full of thriving geraniums; the rumbling tractors that take huge steel containers of grapes to town; the village band that tromps around blowing their horns on holidays (sometimes during naptime!); the unique faces of our neighbors that we’re just beginning to get to know better; the home-made stands along the road selling jams, produce, and “Linzer” cakes. My girls have gotten used to seeing chickens, rabbits, cows, horses, cats, dogs, and sometimes sheep on almost every walk we take. We also have made it a habit to stop by the small brook that runs through the middle of the village as well as the water trough from which the villagers fill their watering cans and clean their buckets. It’s such a different way of life from the one I grew up with.
God knows where He’s taking us next…but it’s hard not knowing what the next few years will be like! We look forward to seeing the USA again and I’m hoping I won’t miss our German “home” too much!