A friend made this comment on Facebook to my first article on the topic of the Drained Teabag Syndrome: ‘Drained teabags are good for facial’. Slow thinker as I am, it stuck with me. And I started chewing on that thought like teenagers chew gum in church (not judging, I do too). Continue reading
Hanging Out At The Equator
We get the Drained Teabag syndrome because we feel the pressure to deal with our responsibilities perfectly, without fault, blame, or shame by wearing the hat of a secretary, cook, house manager, fashion adviser, shop assistant, therapist, doctor, teacher, chauffeur, baker, entertainer, referee. You name it. Continue reading
When The Drained Teabag Can’t Sing
As I’m fiddling with my words in trying to come up with the perfect introduction to my article in a way that it would impress you, (to grab your attention to read it top to bottom) I’m at a conference. Over 200 women, from over 25-30 nations meeting near Amsterdam united in Christ, and being fed by God through Jill Briscoe as the speaker (inspirational speaker).Continue reading
The Drained-Teabag Syndrome
I grew up in Moldova. After the walls of “Soviet Jericho” came down we had lots of foreigners passing through our home. As we often enjoyed the company of Englishmen, they knew better than to travel without tea in former USSR. English people take their tea time seriously. Moldovans take their tea bags seriously. Continue reading
Get In The Mood To Do A Happy Dance!
It’s Sunday morning. Our girls are sitting at their little pink table for breakfast. To their side, is our fridge full of magnets collected from various countries we traveled to. This is their short and deep conversation.
Nothing Good Happens At Midnight – A Short And Tense Trial
Few months ago, there was an uprise in Romania over a law the government had passed. Some people didn’t agree with the content of the law. Others didn’t mind the law, but were deeply troubled with the fact that it was passed quickly and at night.Continue reading
The Paschal Lamb Welcomed Home Before Slaughter
Jesus Comes to Jerusalem as King
There are so many ways to categorize people. Some do it based on personality: introvert, extrovert, ambivert; others base it on weight: slim, slightly-overweight, obese. But, there’s another category: the either you love them, or you hate them category. And, Jesus fit into that one. People either loved him, and were willing to follow Him, or they hated him with all their guts.Continue reading
Understand The Background Of The Passion Week
In getting my mind ready for Easter, the greatest moment in history, I was a tad curious on how Jesus was busy a few days before He had to suffer for the humanity. Ok, I confess, maybe I was more than just a tad curious. I took out my study Bible, a few of my husband’s commentaries, dictionaries of the Bible, and opened up various translations of the Bible (stumbled upon Hebrew Names Version Bible too). Continue reading
A Dent In The Lent
There’s a silly Veggie Tale song that says “We’re busy, busy, dreadfully busy/ You’ve no idea what we have to do./ Busy, busy, shockingly busy/ Much, much too busy for you.” Continue reading
Careful When You Receive Grace, You Might Need To Give It Back!
Last week our family had the privilege to travel to Greece to a conference. It felt good not to cancel this trip. We drove over 700 miles (around 1200 km) to get from Bucharest to Athens. Continue reading