Our first three-day holiday weekend living in Switzerland was the worst. We sat around eating bowls of dry cereal that tasted like sawdust, while the kids cast mournful glances at the refrigerator and my husband gave helpful suggestions such as “Maybe you should stock up on food in advance. You know, plan for the weekend?” After resisting the urge to throw his bowl of dry cereal in the trash, I promised through gritted teeth that I would try to remember.
One month prior to the dry cereal incident, our family moved to Switzerland from the United States….
Join me to read the rest of the story on Sabbath at The High Calling today. While you’re there, have a look around. They do great, God-honoring work.