A Joy-Full Afternoon in Paris

My last afternoon in Paris was spent with a good friend, J.  She and her husband S, have lived in Paris for 20+ years and minister to Parisians in the center of Paris.  God has gifted them not only with hospitality, but sharing their faith simply, clearly and logically with the Parisian people.  I say logically because Parisians often times feel that faith in God is a sign of “craziness” when in fact it is the deepest need of the human heart.  A decision to consider God needs to be sensical.  The French people they share their lives with want to talk about “spiritual things” once they begin to know and trust S & J.  God has allowed them to touch many lives over the years. 

The afternoon began with lunch in a wonderful tiny café called “Merci”.  We had a very tasty fall vegetable soup with bread – perfect for a cold autumn day in Paris.  Behind the café is a store, also called “Merci” that sells the most interesting items that are made, ordered and sold to those looking for the unusual.  The proceeds from the sales go to charity.  Very fun. 



"Merci" store front (notice the license plate)



As we walked toward the train station, more of the Parisian charm was enjoyed.  She pointed out the place she and S first met, a park surrounded by some of the oldest buildings in Paris (called "Place des Vosges")built atop a “marsh” as the city grew, and a large “department store” (the “Bazar de L Hotel de Ville”) built within an absolutely beautiful OLD building the size of an entire city block.  What was interesting was that the entire “basement” of the Bazar, was a home improvement store, much like our Home Depot in the states.  It took me completely by surprise!  This type of store, which we are accustomed to, the department store, is very rare and people come from miles to shop there. 



OLD Paris



                                                                      






Place des Vosges



Bazar de L Hotel de Ville

                                                                                 

                                                                                

After a short bus ride, we arrived at the train station, purchased my ticket then had time to enjoy a café a small café across the street.  What a gift to share warm coffee and have your heart warmed at the same time.  Merci, my friend J!

Coffee warms the heart when shared with a friend.