Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Liana seriously impresses me.

I'm not quite sure how Liana will react to my posting this. Part of me is a bit hesitant, wrestling with the possibility that I may be stealing her thunder, or perhaps embarrassing her with the exclamatory praises I'm about to heap upon her.

It doesn't matter. I'll take the hit in order to make this known to the world.

Liana is an incredible baker. Well, OK... if you know her, then you probably already know that, but I mean, seriously. Check out the "fougasse" she recently threw together:


Have you ever seen more beautiful bread? And if somehow someone would invent scratch n'sniff - or even better, lick n'taste! (OK maybe not) - computer screens (shout out to Emeril), you would be able to share in the experience of what a perfectly crusty, chewy, delicious product this was.

This particular exemplification of bread-baking technique was Liana's contribution to an utterly fantastic American thanksgiving dinner, hosted by our wonderful friends the Brewers, which you can read further about here, if you're interested. It was a great time!

Everything Liana bakes - savoury or sweet - is incredible. Her creations consistently satisfy all the senses. I truly believe they bring joy to everyone who gets to experience them. I am proud of and repeatedly impressed by her. What a blessing she is to me and others! I pray that God will give her opportunities throughout her life to develop and use the gifts he has given her; to share in the wonder and abundance that comes from his good creation.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Things I Miss

Over the past few days I've been feeling my first legit bouts of homesickness. Nothing too serious - no weeping and eating buckets of ice cream or anything of that nature. I just feel like I've been especially conscious of certain things about home that I miss. I figured that blogging about it might be a good coping mechanism... maybe (?). I guess I'll find out.

Liana went with a couple of friends to the nearby town of Dundee (a.k.a. "Fundee" or "Scumdee", depending on who you talk to) yesterday, where they have a big Asian supermarket. She came home with a whole bunch of Asian foodstuffs (including Sriracha... there's no rooster on the bottles here!), which is great, and bodes well for the meals I'll be fed in the near future. The problem is, the presence of all this familiar and delicious ingredients has intensified my longing for one of the key things from home that you just can't get here:
Toshi Sushi... mmmmmmmmmmmm

Sushi. Yes. That's what I miss right now. Family? Of course! Friends? Undoubtedly! The Canucks? Well, at least I know I'm not alone. As for this moment, though... sushi is what is representing the Vancouver I miss. Oh man.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Church!

After almost two months (including eight Sundays) in St Andrews, and visitations to four different church services, Liana and I have decided on a church community to be a part of.

One of the interesting facts about St Andrews is that, partly due to the large percentage of international students making up the population of the town for much of the year, there are a wide variety of churches to choose from. As is the case in much of the UK, the church in Scotland at large is not exactly flourishing... but you wouldn't know it from our town! We have, thus far, attended churches belonging to the Vineyard, the Church of Scotland (Presbyterian), and the Scottish Episcopal Church (think the Anglican Church in Canada). And there are more that we haven't attended: another Episcopal church with a less high-church worship service (the one we attended had it all: incense, a sung liturgy... as the pundits say, "bells and smells!"), another Presbyterian congregation, a Baptist church, a Free church, and a Roman Catholic church. Relatively speaking, then, the four we've attended isn't all that many!

This has been an interesting experience for Liana and me, as neither of us has ever really been completely without a church home. We've had a few discussions about whether we ought to try yet a couple of more churches before settling down. It's an interesting tension: on the one hand, this is a unique opportunity for us to expose ourselves to different Christian traditions that we haven't had the opportunity to be a part of before. On the other, we've found that all this hopping around gets tiresome. After all, the point has been to find somewhere we want to stay. I don't think that continuing to check out further services just on principle - just because we can - reflects the right attitude.

Some might call what we've been doing over the past months as "church shopping"; to me, however, that just sounds a bit too consumerist to accurately describe our intentions. Yes, as we have been attending services we have probably been hyper-attentive to the experiences we've had worshipping at them, but not in a "what can this church do for me" kind of way. We have not only been looking for a church with great music, or strong preaching, or whatever else one may evaluate a worship service on - we've been looking for a place with a community that we could feel quickly welcomed into and a part of.

Well, we feel that this is what we have found at Trinity Church.

Trinity Church is, basically, the more contemporary version of Holy Trinity Church, the historic parish community of the Church of Scotland in St Andrews. If you'd like to read more about Trinity, you can do so here. I encourage you to take a look - the website gives a good run-through of the church's history, purpose, and goals.

We've now attended four services at Trinity, and over this time we have experienced it to be a vibrant, easy-going, and welcoming community of believers. It is made up of a wide variety of age groups, all the way from seniors who have lived in St Andrews all their life (St Andreans) to a large contingent of students from the university. I have particularly enjoyed worshipping surrounded by the beauty of ancient stone and incredible stained glass. Though some of the images represent aspects of the church's confessional positions which I have problems with (e.g. the St Andrew's cross [the diagonal white cross on a blue background - the Scottish flag] depicted right next to the crucified Christ), it is the same God we worship, made known to us in the same Jesus Christ, whose life is depicted in several incredible pieces of art. The building itself testifies to the story of the life of the church over hundreds of years, which I think is an exciting reminder of what we are a part of. We have also felt enlivened and blessed by the worship music (it always helps when you know most of the songs!), prayer, and teaching.
One of the many stained glass windows in Trinity Church
The other wonderful part about Trinity - and a big factor in our decision to stick around - has been the fact that three other couples we've come to be friends with (each of the husbands are St Mary's postgrads) all go there. The Allens, Hargroves, and Morehouses have been the face of Trinity's community to us, welcoming us not only to join them for worship, but for brunch beforehand. It's incredible what hospitality can do. The fact that these folks invited us to be a part of this (unofficial) tradition of theirs has meant more to us than  just sharing food.

I think both Liana and I are glad to have made this decision. I am glad to know where we'll be going tomorrow, and the next Sunday, and the one after that. Somehow, attending a church when you're not sure if you'll ever be back again seems... I don't know, somehow less significant. I don't just want to be a face in a crowd, I want to know others and be known by them, I want to share this life in Christ together with brothers and sisters in the Spirit! I hope that we can now start to put down some of those roots, lay those foundations, and - slowly, I know, but God willing, surely - find our own place in this community of believers, this part of Christ's body.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Our Second Expedition! Linlithgow Palace

Yesterday, Liana and I took our second expedition to explore Scotland, together with our friends Garrick and Andrea. This time we headed south across the Firth of Forth to check out Linlithgow Palace, located in the town of Linlithgow (surprise surprise), about a 20 minute train-ride west of Edinburgh.

Since the days are already getting to be quite short this far north (it's dark now before 4:30), we wanted to get an early start to make the best of the daylight. We caught an 8:40 train to Edinburgh from the nearest train station to St Andrews, which is in the town of Leuchars. From Edinburgh's Haymarket station we then took the quick ride to Linlithgow.

Linlithgow means 'the loch in the damp hollow', and it is aptly named. This incredible late-medieval / Renaissance (depending on the section) palace stands on a promontory above a beautiful loch and "peel" (royal park), making for quite the impressive setting.
Looking up towards the palace from the loch.
A little history about the palace:

  • David I (1124-53) was the first monarch to build a residence here; he also founded the town.
  • In 1424 a disastrous fire swept through Linlithgow (the town and the palace), and James I (1406-37) began the task of rebuilding the palace.
  • Over the course of the next two centuries, James' heirs completed the building (additions were made by James III, James IV, James V, and James VI [1618-24]), creating a quadrangular palace, with four ranges grouped around a central courtyard.
  • In 1503, James IV gave the palace to his wife Margaret Tudor (daughter of English King Henry VII) as a wedding present.
  • Both James V and his daughter Mary Queen of Scots were born in Linlithgow Palace.

After arriving we spent the next couple of hours simply exploring this incredible building. It is impressively large, remarkably intact, and completely wide-open to wander. Up stairways, through long halls, atop towers, in fireplaces... it was awesome. I could not put my camera down! We were thankful to have another sunny day for sight-seeing, which meant that the light was incredible, as the sun brought out the natural warmth (referring to colour, not temperature!) of the limestone and the vibrantly blue sky provided the backdrop.
The central courtyard, featuring James VI's fountain
From Queen Margaret's Bower (where she allegedly awaited the return of her husband James IV from the Battle of Flodden, in which he was killed) the view was... well, I'm running out of descriptive words. Bright blue sky, deep blue loch, golden leaves on the trees. I'll let the photos do the talking (more at the end of the post).

Once again I was thrilled by the experience of living history - exploring a place in which hundreds of years of life have been lived. A lasting sensory experience will be the deep cold - any part of the castle that remained in shadow (so, pretty much 92% of it) was bone-chillingly cold.
Liana certainly thought so. At least she dressed appropriately!
And it's only November! How they managed to keep those giant stone buildings anything close to warm is beyond me. I'm guessing the several massive fireplaces were well-used.
The HUGE fireplace in James I's great hall
After a couple of hours checking out every nook and cranny of the palace and its grounds, we poked into the neighbouring St. Michael's parish church (founded in 1242) which had some wonderful features. Its modern spire, replaced when the original was deemed hazardous, is meant to resemble the crown of thorns; inside, a stained-glass window installed in commemoration of the church's 750th anniversary is probably the most beautiful modern window I've ever seen.

We had lunch at the Four Mary's pub in town and then caught a train back to Edinburgh, where we spent the rest of the afternoon and evening. I won't spend time talking about that here, as we mostly just wandered, poked into some shops, and grabbed dinner later on before heading back to St Andrews. I figure there will be later opportunities for a specifically Edinburgh-focused post, so I'll save my comments. A couple of shots, though:
Some Christmas decorations are out already!
Great day, great people.
All in all, it was a great day. Garrick and Andrea are a ton of fun to spend time with, and we're glad to have the opportunity to share these experiences with new friends. Not sure what the next outing will be, but one thing's for sure. I'm looking forward to it already!
Liana and I in the 1535 archway of James V, featuring his heraldic motifs
The south facade of the palace
Detail of James V's fountain in the central courtyard, a 'flamboyant celebration of Renaissance kingship'.
View from Queen Margaret's bower, down into the courtyard
Descending the staircase
We had some fun in the fireplaces.
Absolutely amazing stonework!

What a cool place!!!