We are an Anabaptist Christian (Amish Mennonite, in case you care about that) family living in Dublin, Ireland. Gabriel is in vet school. Jennifer is thankful she is not in vet school, although sometimes she dreams about getting out of the house for reasons other than grocery shopping and play dates. Bronwyn and Gregory are the children in this family, and they are rad.
We like John Masefield’s poem, “Sea-Fever”, because it seems to echo significant parts of our lives. Here it is:
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
By John Masefield (1878-1967).
(English Poet Laureate, 1930-1967.)
We’re not sailors, but we are committed to the will of the God of heaven, and He’s led us into some big dreams as well as some big leaps of faith. Feel free to read along as we write about our daily lives.