the thankful table

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Some of my fondest childhood memories involve time around the dining room table at my grandparents’ house. We were there almost every Sunday after church, as well as Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter. We often spent Saturday evenings there, celebrating a family member’s birthday with a meal and a cake.

The table itself is not special. But what happened each time we gathered around it was.
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unfinished stories

What an honor it is to hear people’s stories. Their experiences, their journeys. The way they dream, the beauty of their adventures. I find myself rejoicing with them in their triumphs, crying with them in their pain. I laugh in the moments filled with humor and hold my breath as the intensity rises. And as I listen to people’s life stories, I try to take a moment to understand what it’s like to be in their shoes. (more…)

from seed to a beautiful cup of coffee

the story of the exploring barista

As I walked into the little Catalonian cafe, I found myself standing in a beautifully designed shop, with all the right gear in sight, and a friendly face greeting me from behind the bar.

We ordered drinks and the barista and I struck up a conversation. The young girl from the Netherlands knows coffee, and she knows it well. But I could also tell there was much more to her than just pouring caffeine by the cupful.
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