the view from my window

My winter hat and scarf, which have mourned their inactivity in various Texas closets and their use in unworthy weather, will realize their full potential today. It is snowing in Maastricht. It's not at all like sleet-snow. It is snow and it looks like peace, and I will be in it before too long. Class comes first.

Classes have started this week. I am taking two political science classes with Dr. Waltman, who is a dear man and wonderful professor and our trip sponsor. Dutch Art History began yesterday and I don't really know what to say about it just yet. Our professor has studied in nearly all of Western Europe and done archaeological digs throughout the Middle East. She speaks seven languages. She is a bit intimidating, but I'm excited for the new subject of study. I've never taken art history. As my Comparative European Lit professor broke his arm and is having surgery this week(?) that class won't meet for another two weeks. Sorry. I mean, I'm sorry for him, and also sorry that those might be boring details for you.

We had our first Bible study last night, twenty of us or so, and looked at James 1. I enjoy, more than I enjoy a lot of things, talking about Scripture with other people and hearing their insights, hearing what the Holy Spirit has revealed to them about the passage. We need community. If there were no other reason, and there are plenty, that it is right for us to be the body of Christ it seems enough that we gain more understanding about the Word through others. I miss yellow house lifegroup. I'm glad for life and group meetings here.

If anyone wants to meet me at the Eiffel Tower, this is the weekend to do it. Mom- if you're reading this- don't worry, I left your black coat at home.

I'll leave you with this.
"But if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all generously and without reproach, and it will be given to him." James 1:5

au revoir,
peace,
audrey