From Venice, RE: Switzerland

I found myself walking along a path of freshly packed snow outside of the town of Murren. A foot and a half of snow covered everything, and it was snowing. I could no longer see any sign of the town, or any human construction, for that matter. I looked around at the mighty Swiss Alps towering over me. They are so majestic. Not only for their size, but for how steep they are. Centuries of glacial carving have left cliff faces that lead your eye straight up to the top. I thought of their grandeur and their immensity. Then the falling of a single snow flake caught my eye as it sailed past my face. Landing on my glove I gazed at its intricacy. So amazing. In that moment God was so unfathomable and so real. He is beyond comprehension and understanding, there in the biggest of pictures and in the tiniest of details. "How Great is Our God" has been in my head since.
Over a hundred pictures and many stories and details will have to follow about Switzerland, but it even exceeded my expectations, which had been set very high. It is a beautiful country and Interlaken is situated in a valley among three famous peaks. Gorgeous, peaceful, serene, and two free days to enjoy it.
It was a quick transition to Venice, but this is beautiful too in an entirely different way. I will have to blog more about that later, as my time here is limited. I am excited to be home three weeks from tomorrow, but I am also glad to soak up Italy and Greece. Please pray for my endurance and ability to engage with all I am experiencing. I am in Venice and it is hard to imagine. I need to sit and soak it up, to journal and think, to talk it out with people here and with all of you as soon as I am home. I am anxious to hear how you all are doing, and to share my experiences with you as well.
God Bless,
Joe

From Paris

So the keyboards here, as was the case in Belgium, switch around about 5 letters and most of the punctuation marks, so if there are random letters in this message, I probably hit the 'wrong' key.
I have not written in awhile -- time is flying by and I cannot believe I did not write at all in Belgium or from Bayeux, both of which were great. Typing is going frustratingly slow, so this may be short...
I am doing well, fighting a bit of a cold but other than that great. Becca is doing well--her birthday was yesterday and we had a really good day, from the night before being at the Eiffel Tower for her first minutes of her birthday to last night being out with friends getting dessert. Grandma and Grandpa, she said to thank you for the fabulous dinner and the beautiful necklace. I am anxious to tell you more about it later.
Weather has been colder, but nothing terrible. Here in Paris it is cool during the day and cold at night, but I got a new jacket in Bruge because the one I brought was California thick, not northern Europe thick.
I am anxious to write more when I can, and when the keyboard is familiar. Know that I am well and still amazed by this trip and learning so much, but also missing you all and excited to be home again.
Love you guys,
Joe

P.S. Dutch pancakes > French Crepes, and Belgian chocolate has no equal...yet (maybe Swiss chocolate?)