How Bizarre

Mood: drained
What I'm Reading: Fit für den TestDaF (Tipps und Übungen)

On Sunday it snowed. . .twice.
Then came the hail.
Monday it rained all day.
The Bonnets and I went for a long walk in the woods anyway, and it was nice. Another unexpected pleasure was Lois. She is a missionary serving in Hungary. I had never even heard of her before this past Friday. Through a chain of mutual acquaintances she ended up getting my e-mail and contacting me. As a result we were able to have a long visit this weekend as she was passing through Germany. She also introduced me to a friend of hers in the city. He had a birthday party, which he invited me to, and I was able to have good conversations with several of his friends. As an added bonus, she was an answer to prayer, as she is moving back to the States and left several hard-to-get items with me. Overall, a good weekend. (P.S-today it was 64 degrees and sunny in Köln!)

Here is a bit of random prose that caught my attention today:
". . .he was a kind of combination Hamlet and Elias. A potential prophet, but without rage. A king, but a Jew too. A mind full of tremendous and subtle intuitions, and every day he found less and less to say about them, and he resigned himself to being inarticulate. . .[he] has always been afraid he was in a blind alley, and half aware that, after all, it might not be a blind alley, but God infinity. . .he was born so much of a contemplative that he will probably never be able to find out how much". The Seven Story Mountain, Thomas Merton