"My people will live in peaceful dwelling places, in secure homes, in undisturbed places of rest." - Isaiah 32:18

Wednesday, March 19, 2025

How Books and Magazines Guide Us

 The Easter bunny has made his annual appearance in our home.

I like to place him here, at the family table along with a few other things.


The empty tomb and homeschooling magazine were recently given to me by friends.

I like to keep a seasonal magazine on the table at all times. I've been amazed at how useful it is in generating meaningful conversation at meal times with the family. Once we're all settled in at our places, I will open to a random article, begin to read (showing the corresponding pictures), and almost like magic we're off to the races - each person talking over the next. 

It was in a Victoria magazine earlier this school year where we learned that C.S. Lewis's home in England is open to the public for tours. The home is meticulously preserved and still includes his writing desk - complete with the typewriter his brother used for the original manuscript of The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.

It was also in a Victoria magazine where I decided the Palace of Versailles absolutely must make the cut on my Paris itinerary. 


While I have enjoyed thinking up my must-see dream list, I've come to realize that Paris can never be exhausted. The city is enormous! We simply cannot see and do everything! So I've decided to select a few sights/ places, and do them well.

I ordered this book to help me...

Written by a lady who visits Paris every year, it organizes the city into categories: Paris by food, Paris by interest, and so on... She includes this helpful map of the Arrondissements, which aided us in choosing our hotel.


She explains that in order to really do Paris well, you must embrace the art of flaneur... a French word that means to wonder, take in, and observe.

I've also been enjoying creating my packing list.

French women are known for being chic and elegant, and somehow pulling it off in a natural and effortless way. My vision is a neutral color palette, with mix and match pieces, along with comfortable walking shoes.

Maturing is realizing you don't need new outfits and items for every occasion.  But I am not maturing, apparently, because it's been all I can do to resist the add to cart button.

Facebook has been a terrible person to tell I'm going on a trip to. It gossips to its work buddy, Algorithm, who makes sure you see every super awesome travel product you never knew you needed! I didn't realize all the products out there to help with long flights. Did you know they make anti-nausea bracelets, memory foam neck pillows, and jet-lag medicine?

 I've even learned there are special shoes for walking on cobblestones in Europe. 

(I have to counsel myself almost every day that I don't need those shoes! I've fallen down the rabbit hole of selecting color, style, and size only to get to the checkout and think, wait a minute... what am I doing? I've never had trouble with my feet, I don't need these shoes!)

So, as you can see, putting my packing list together has required some self-control, and asking myself if I can make do with what I already have.

The only real exception has been finding a good book for the flight.

I asked some friends for recommendations. Nothing self-help or horror, I said. Just a light, feel good story with a European flair. 

Totally judging a book by its cover, I picked these two because they looked the most charming.


I've already begun The Lost Bookshop. It's thick, so I think if I read it slowly I'll still have plenty of reading left for the flight. I'm hoping these books will help put me in a European state of mind.

This morning in my quiet time I read this:

"The Lord went ahead of you on your journey, in fire by night, and in a cloud by day, to search out places for you to camp, and to show you the way you should go." Deut. 1:33

I added the verse to my travel journal and prayed God's protection and help over our Paris adventure.

How amazing it is that the books, articles and verses we read all work together to shape and guide us.

What have you been reading lately?


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~ Courtney

Saturday, March 1, 2025

Day-Dreaming of Paris

 I'm supposed to be working on my Saturday chores, a routine I usually find very stabilizing and comforting: restoring order after a long homeschool week. But my heart just isn't in it today. I'm too distracted day-dreaming of Paris!

What began as a silly way of taking my mind off this harsh winter, jokingly dropping hints like, Everybody dreams of springtime in Paris... (But never truly believing anything would transpire as a result) actually became reality. Maybe it was my cheery greeting of, "Bonjour monsieur!" one morning that sealed the deal, I will never know, but shortly afterwards I received this text from Micah: "Hope you were serious. I booked flights."

And now I'm incapable of thinking about anything else.

It's been exactly twenty years since I've walked the streets of Paris.

The pictures I have of Paris are terrible quality. I did not own a proper camera, so I used a disposable camera (remember those?). Not to mention 2005 was long before any of us had ever imagined taking pictures with our phones!



It's kind of remarkable, if you think about it, how massively different we conduct our lives today compared to twenty years ago. I remember driving to a Barnes and Noble several weeks before my trip to Europe and purchasing a travel book on France to study in preparation. But the only real way of getting the inside scoop was to speak to someone who had been there. Now, I watch 3-minute YouTube videos on how to order a coffee in French, (my phone propped up in my bathroom as I go about my morning routine) and another video on the French girl style while doing the nightly dishes.

I've already secured the two main items for my Parisian uniform: a long trench coat and a silk scarf. Everything else is easy... jeans, knit sweaters, white blouse, pearl earrings...

This is what I wore in 2005...



You can see me clutching my handbag for dear life, haha! That's because I had been warned that pickpocketing was a real problem there. I never had any trouble because I had a secret... I was wearing a thin crossbody bag no bigger than the size of a wallet underneath my buttoned up jacket. It held my money and other personal items. I'm sure the larger bag held more easily replaceable items: water bottle, sunglasses, tissues, snacks? I don't remember exactly, except that I know for certain I had brought along a notepad and pen. 

Settling in on the terrace of an outdoor cafe, I ordered a cappuccino, withdrew my journal, and people-watched for a while. I jotted down what I saw around me, what people were wearing, and other observations. 

I tore my house apart earlier this week looking for that notebook and couldn't find it! I sure hope I didn't pitch it. (I've been known to have ruthless purging spells when I think my house is getting too cluttered.)  I just think it'd be charming and fun to see it again.

I plan to take a journal this time, too. I think one like this would be perfect...


Don't you just love the name? Paris is always a good idea... I couldn't agree more!


💐


~ Courtney