The small things that matter/Auf die kleinen Dinge kommt es an

Even though it’s already mid-January I want to post some memories of an event that took place over New Year’s: Mission-Net.
Coming out of a Europe-wide youth movement this bi-annual congress seeks to bring together young people from all across Europe – to teach, inspire and equip them to live a missional lifestyle.

I only knew bits and pieces when I got involved in the planning team in January 2013; by the end of the year I was part of the leadership, running a congress for 2800 people. It was definitely a challenge, but also an adventure and an immense blessing!

I could tell stories of great music and worship, inspiring messages by great speakers from all over the world, seminars on all kinds of topics, about 50 different languages and dialects floating around the Messe compound of Offenburg.
Yet, when I look back at these seven days of congress (as well as the year of preparation going into it) there is a lot of little things I learned to appreciate, still marvel at, and most of all am incredibly grateful for. So here’s my take on Mission-Net 2013/14.

Don’t ever underestimate yourself. 
I had never organized something this big, and I also probably never had that much responsibility. I could bring a few things to the table, but I discovered so much more about myself! This challenge taught me so much about organization, coordination and communication as well as team leadership – and I must say I kind of like it (even though it might also be that one Germanness I have inside of me :))!
Nevertheless, it was also a process of getting to know myself, including my limits. It takes courage and wisdom to know where to get involved, when to shut off the computer, or when to step back from a job. This is definitely a life-long learning experience, but challenges are a good place to start learning.

Make it a habit to trust others.
As just said, I was (and still am) a newbie to this, and yet I was trusted with so much. I am so glad for the other leaders who trusted me, challenged me, encouraged me along the way, pushed me forward – and it lead to growth and blessing! We will never learn by just sitting in the closet; sometimes we need to leave the nest and test how far we can fly. Or we need to be the ones who “push” others out of the nest and encourage their first attempts at flying. I experienced both these situations; I was surely blessed by my own “flights”, but maybe even more by watching others soar and fly.

Teamwork truly is a gift. 
Most of the planning was done virtually, since the leadership as well as all other volunteers were spread all across Europe. Countless emails went back and forth, mostly with people I had never met before. Slowly by slowly, relationships developed, hidden between the lines of administrative emails. So I was even more excited to finally meet these people, finally putting faces and names together.
I guess it is rather curious to see that the only time we actually met was under stress, in the midst of a crazy schedule, with countless of requests and jobs pending. All of us had a lack of sleep, had been running around for many hours already – yet, there was not a single incident of snapping, impatience, or serious misunderstanding (which could have easily happened under such circumstances, with such a diversity of characters and personality profiles).
Instead I met the most incredible people, with great expertise on their topics, a fun personality and such an inspiring passion for people, prayer and God’s vision for this world. This was and is grace, some of them have become friends and I hope we stay in touch!

Be an encourager. 
Preparation involved writing a lot of emails, asking questions, making suggestions, bringing ideas together, organizing schedules and teams. This could be stressful at times.
Most of the congress I was running around between the different halls, solving practical problems, answering people’s questions or making requests happen. This cost me a lot of physical as well as mental energy, I was exhausted at the end of every day and yet could not sleep at night.
I am so grateful for every little joke in the emails making me smile in the midst of confusing coordination; for everyone who stopped me in my run to ask how I am doing; for every hug or smile along the way; for every prayer – these things carried me through and I could not have been that awake and energetic without you! In the midst of great messages on stage I guess it’s these little encouragements I take away from the congress.

We are part of something bigger.
One of the memorable things from this congress might have been NewYear’s Eve. We had a prayer night with the message: There is hope for Europe! Hundreds of young people interceded for their continent and all the people that God loves and wants to have close to him. And then we celebrated, as one continent, as a young generation ready to love and serve, as a European family.
So, I guess there is hope for this world – if we are ready to be used by the one who is and gives hope. And I am excited to see where these 2800 people will go, serve and bring a bit of that change they have experienced in their own lives!

Obwohl es schon Mitte Januar ist, möchte ich noch etwas posten von dem, was über Silvester stattgefunden hat: Mission-Net. Als Teil einer Europaweiten Bewegung will dieser Kongress junge Leute aus ganz Europe zusammenbringen- um sie zu lehren, zu inspirieren und auszurüsten für einen missionarischen Lebensstil. 
Ich wusste nur wenig, als ich ins Planungsteam eingestiegen bin im Januar 2013; am Ende des Jahres war ich in der Leitung und habe einen Kongress für 2800 Leute organisiert. Es war definitiv eine Herausforderung, aber auch ein Abenteuer und ein ungemeiner Segen!

Ich könnte Geschichten erzählen von guter Musik und Lobpreis, von guten Predigten von super Rednern aus aller Welt, Seminaren zu allen möglichen Themen oder den ca. 50 Sprachen auf dem Messegelände. 
Aber wenn ich auf diese sieben Tage Kongress (und das Jahr an Vorbereitung) zurückschaue, gibt es viele kleine Dinge, die ich schätzen gelernt habe, die mich immer noch begeistern und über die ich unendlich dankbar bin. Hier ist also meine Rückschau auf Mission-Net 2013/14.

Unterschätz dich nicht.
Ich habe noch nie so etwas großes organisiert und hatte noch nie so viel Verantwortung. Ein paar Sachen konnte ich mitbringen, aber ich habe noch so viel mehr über mich herausgefunden! Diese Herausforderung hat mich so viel gelehrt über Organisation, Koordination, Kommunikation und Teamleitung- und ich muss sagen, mir hat es Spaß gemacht (vielleicht ist das aber auch das bisschen Deutschsein in mir:))!
Ich habe aber auch mich selbst kennengelernt, auch meine Grenzen. Man braucht Mut und Weisheit zu wissen, wo man einsteigt, wann man den Computer ausmacht, oder wo man sich raushalten sollte. Das ist sicher ein lebenslanger Prozess, aber diese Herausforderung war ein guter Ort, mit dem Lernen anzufangen. 

Lerne, anderen zu vertrauen. 
Ich war (und bin wohl immer noch) ein Anfänger bei all diesen Dingen, und trotzdem wurde mir viel zugetraut. Ich bin den Leitern sehr dankbar, dass sie mir etwas zugetraut haben, mich herausgefordert haben, mich ermutigt haben- es hat zu Wachstum und Segen geführt! Wenn wir nur in einer Kammer sitzen, lernen wir nicht viel; wir müssen auch mal das Nest verlassen und testen, wie weit wir fliegen können. Oder aber wir müssen andere aus dem Nest “stoßen” und ihre ersten Versuche zu fliegen unterstützen. Ich habe beides erlebt und wurde durch meine ersten “Flüge” gesegnet, aber wohl noch noch mehr, wenn ich andere fliegen habe sehen. 

Teamarbeit ist ein Geschenk.
Die meiste Planung geschah virtuell, da die Leitung überall in Europa verstreut war. Viele Emails gingen hin und her, die meisten Leute kannte ich nicht. Langsam entwickelte sich eine Beziehung, versteckt zwischen den Zeilen der Planungsmails. Also habe ich mich umso mehr darauf gefreut, die Leute kennenzulernen, endlich Namen und Gesicht zusammenzubringen. 
Eigentlich ist es interessant, dass die einzige Zeit, wo wir uns gesehen haben, unter Stress war, inmitten krassen Zeitplänen und Anfragen. Alle hatten Schlafmangel, waren viele Stunden herumgerannt – trotzdem gab es keinen einzigen Vorfall, wo einer schnippisch, ungeduldig oder verwirrt war (was total normal gewesen wäre unter solchen Umständen, bei so vielen Charakteren und Persönlichkeiten). 
Stattdessen habe ich unfassbar tolle Menschen getroffen, mit viel Wissen, einer tollen Persönlichkeit und einer Leidenschaft für Menschen, Gebet und Gottes Vision für diese Welt. Das war und ist Gnade, manche sind Freunde geworden und hoffentlich bleiben wir in Kontakt!

Sei ein Ermutiger. 
Im Vorfeld habe ich viele Emails geschrieben, Fragen gestellt, Vorschläge gemacht, Ideen zusammengebracht, Teams und Zeitpläne organisiert. Das war manchmal stressig.
Während des Kongresses rannte ich zwischen den Räumen hin-und her, habe praktische Probleme gelöst, Fragen beantwortet…Das hat körperliche und geistige Energie gekostet, ich war am Ende jedes Tages erledigt und konnte doch nicht schlafen. 
Deswegen bin ich umso dankbarer für jeden kleinen Witz in einer Email, der mich zum Schmunzeln brachte; für jeden, der mich stoppte um zu sehen, ob es mir gutgeht, der nachfragte; für jede Umarmung und Lachen; für jedes Gebet – das hat mich durchgetragen und ich hätte nicht so wach und energiereich sein können ohne euch! Trotz der guten Predigten von der Bühne sind es wohl diese kleinen Ermutigungen, die ich von diesem Kongress mitnehme. 

Wir sind Teil von etwas Größerem.
Eins der eindrücklichen Dinge war wohl Silvester. Die Bostschaft war: Es gibt Hoffnung für Europa! Hunderte von jungen Leute standen für ihren Kontinent und all die Menschen, die Gott liebt, ein. Und dann wurde gefeiert, als ein Kontinent, als eine junge Generation, die lieben und dienen will. Als eine europäische Familie.
Es gibt also noch Hoffnung für diese Welt – wenn wir uns gebrauchen lassen von dem, der Hoffnung is und gibt. Und ich bin, wo diese 2800 Leute hingehen werden, um zu dienen und ein bisschen von dieser Veränderung zu leben, die sie selbst erlebt haben!

[Five Minute Friday] See

I often walk through town, and since it is a rather small town, I run into people I know.
From university, from church, friends of friends… Sometimes we just say a quick “Hey”, sometimes we just pass a smile. But sometimes we stop rushing to the next appointment and start talking.
How have you been? When did we last see each other?

Sometimes I receive a casual message from a friend, and before we know it we end up talking for hours. Sharing a bit of our lives and hearts, all the time wondering what depth we’ve just discovered about each other.

Interestingly these moments make me realize how little I actually see.
While we’re talking my start continues to race and wonder how many things I would have to kick off my to do list because it was interrupted. While I hear about another person’s life I wonder how I could miss that, how I did not come alongside them when they were struggling, or laughing with them when they saw victory.
I might be called that person’s friend, but all too often I stay on the surface and see nothing but a perfect facade.

We’ve all been given eyes and the ability to see. Yet it seems to be our choice where we look, what we want to see.
Why not make the choice this year to see deeper?
To not look away or on your busy to do list, but to see people?
See what their life looks like, see what they struggle with, see what they rejoice about.
Choose to see more than a glimpse, and let yourself be seen by others.
Not always an easy thing to do, but everytime I did it I was immensly blessed and wondered why I didn’t do it more often.

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[Five Minute Friday] Fight

It’s a new year and Five Minute Friday is back! So here we go…

If you’re not into boxing then fighting doesn’t seem attractive in life. No one would look for a fight where there isn’t any, none of us appreciates struggle. And yet, when we look back on our lives it isn’t really important that we fought but how we dealt with difficulties and their results.

I am the firstborn in my family which gives me the privilege and also burden to try new things first. Moving out, going overseas, driving a car, looking for a job…There were quite a few situations I stood in front of a fight and wondered: Do I pick this fight or do I back down? What if I fail? What will come after the fight?

I remember when we came back from Uganda and had quite a rough start back home. Stranded in a small village. Suddenly no connection to the big, exciting world. No friends. No church. Even this first year was pretty hard I now realize it helped me to explore my leadership skills as well as first steps in worship leadings, preaching, or authentic Christian life.
I remember flying to South Africa after highschool graduation for a year of uncertainty, with strangers in yet unknown surroundings. Not every day was easy, joyful and exciting – yet it was the most impacting year of my life, shaping my personality, heart and soul and faith.
In retrospect my life often seems like an up and down of good and bad times. But only because I went through some tough and challenging times I can now appreciate the good ones even more.

And I remember the image of a bamboo. It looks a bit like a string of individual pieces glued together. In between the thinner parts there are thick knots. The reason is fairly simple if you look at the size bamboos can have, some of them can grow as high as 38 meters . The reason are these little knots, which stabilize the bamboo and enable it to grow even higher. Each knot means more growth, more life.

The bamboo it might serve as a good illustration for our lives. Some tough times might look like one of these knots, when we seem to be stuck with a problem or situation, when we fight with something over and over again. But later on we realize that such knots are necessary to enable new growth, new life, new depth.

So let’s move forward. Let’s pick our fights wisely, and remember the growth and depth we’ll get out of them.

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[Five Minute Friday] Reflect

Reflect. This is a word that’s been used a lot in recent years, because it sounds so deep, evaluative, reflective. 

By “reflect” people mean the soul search you do, to look inside of you and find something deep and meaningful about life or a certain experience. Which is true.
But I believe there is more.
Reflect doesn’t only have that inward perspective, but should be directed to the outside. Show something, reveal something, reflect something to the world and the people around you. 
The question is: What do YOU reflect? What do you want people to see when they look at you? Is there anything worth showing off?
I believe this is where the two meanings of reflect come together. 
We need that look inside of us to find out what is already put in us, what our soul’s been hiding for so long. There is more than we think. 
I heard a fascinating story about a goldsmith once who gave a tour to some ladies. When he was melting amber he talked about refinement and one lady asked him, “When do you know that the piece is refined enough?”And he answered, “When I can see myself in it.” 
In God’s hands we are like amber, being refined and molded and shaped. It might take a while, but we can be sure that HE has put something of himself inside of us, his images. And that when he looks at us he sees a bit of himself in us. 
Knowing what’s inside of us is the first important step of reflection. But showing it to the outside is equally important. Discover the bits and pieces that God himself has implanted inside of you. Discover your passions, driving motivations, reasons for joy. 
Because the more you find them, the more it will reflect to the outside and others can see who you are, and who made you. 
There are many examples of great people who simply reflected what they had found in themselves. One of them is Nelson “Madiba” Mandela, the father of South African liberty, who passed away yesterday. Many things have been written about him, said about him, so I won’t say much. But since I lived in this beautiful country and fell in love with it, I cannot help being grateful for what he reflected to his society- in the midst of corruption, Apartheid and hatred. He found love and forgiveness and understanding inside himself, and he showed to those around him until they would understand. May his reflection continue to impact South Africa and understanding, forgiveness and love grow. 
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One last time this year I am joining writers all over the world at Lisa Jo Baker‘s Five Minute Friday. We will take a break for the rest of December, but I will surely be posting other things! 

[Lost and Refound] Forgotten Blessing/ Vergessener Segen

The other day I took a trip down memory lane, not really intended but absolutely worth while.
I was looking for something on my hard drive and stumbled across some old pictures and videos from the year I had worked in South Africa.

My sense of time didn’t matter anymore; I just lost myself in memories of rich landscapes, beautiful faces of beloved friends and vivid accounts of all the experiences we had together.
There was a lot of travelling, seeing places in the world that took your breath away.
There were so many encounters with people you cannot forget.
There were so many challenges you thought were overwhelming at first; yet, they only made you stronger in the end.
There was laughter, craziness, joy, silence, understanding.

Some pictures made me sigh. Some pictures made me cry because I just missed everyone and everything so badly. But most of the pictures and videos made me laugh out loud and smile all over my face. And made me think: We have been crazy blessed! What a privilege to experience the best and the worst of life together with such amazing people; to fall and to grow together, to laugh and to cry, to dream and to love – and to share a past together no one can ever take away from us.

Don’t we ever forget these memories. Don’t we ever forget how the father pours blessing over blessing into our lives, whether we see it or not. It might take a while to dig them up, but blessings are there and our hands are fuller than we think.

Vor ein paar Tagen habe ich ein bisschen in meiner Erinnerung gestöbert, unabsichtlich aber so wertvoll!
Ich habe auf meiner Festplatte etwas gesucht und bin dabei auf alte Bilder und Videos gestoßen von dem Jahr, das ich in Südafrika verbracht habe. 

Ich habe meinen Sinn für Zeit völlig verloren, weil ich so in Erinnerung versunken bin an reiche Landschaften, wunderschöne Gesichter geliebter Menschen und lebhafte Bilder all der Erfahrungen, die wir zusammen gemacht haben. 
So viel Reisen und Orte sehen, die einfach atemberaubend sind.
So viele Begegnungen mit Menschen, die man nicht vergessen kann.
So viele Herausforderungen die zuerst überwältigend schienen, am Ende aber nur stärker machten. 
So viel Lachen, Verrücktsein, Freude, Schweigen, Verstehen.

Einige Bilder haben mich nachdenklich gemacht. Einige haben mich zum Weinen gebracht, weil ich alles und alle plötzlich vermisst habe. Aber die meisten Bilder und Videos haben mich laut lachen lassen und ich musste übers ganze Gesicht lachen. Und denken: Wie mega gesegnet sind wir! Was für ein Privileg, die besten und härtesten Zeiten des Lebens gemeinsam zu verbringen; zu fallen und gemeinsam zu wachsen, zu lachen und zu weinen, zu träumen und zu lieben – und eine Vergangenheit zu haben, die uns keiner nehmen kann. 

Diese Erinnerungen dürfen wir nicht vergessen. Wir dürfen nicht vergessen, dass der Vater Segen um Segen in unser Leben hineinlegt, ob wir es sehen oder nicht. Es dauert vielleicht ein bisschen, bis wir sie ihn ausgegraben haben, aber Segen ist da und unsere Hände sind voller als wir denken. 

[Five Minute Friday] Fly

This post could go on for ages because I love to fly.
Not always the sitting in a tiny seat for a long time. Not always wailing babies who would not stop crying on a night flight. Not always the pressure on my ears while landing.

Still I love to fly.
I love the thrill I get when I only pass an airport on the highway.
I love the excitement everytime I can book a plane ticket.
I love this great opportunity to visit the most amazing places on earth and meet fascinating people, all by getting on a flying bird for a few hours.

There is a TCK saying: You know you’re a TCK when you were on an airplane before you could walk.
So it seems the “flying gene” is just within us, and all we can do is fight it or just travel, travel, travel. If you know me you also know that I always choose travelling. 🙂
And I am deeply thankful for all the beautiful places these planes have taken me to – these travels have made me who I am, shaped my behavior, my values and gave me a heart wide open to the world and its children.

Only about sixty years ago flying was not an option for people who wanted to go far.
They had to take ships, trains, or cars. It took a lot of time and was often exhausting, but it gave them time to reflect, leave the old world behind and prepare themselves for entering a new one.
With planes we can cross countries and continents within a day, distance is not an obstacle anymore – but does our soul have enough time to come along as well?
Because the soul is what makes traveling so rich and exciting, and it is our soul we’ll miss the most if we leave it somewhere along the way.

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[Five Minute Friday] Tree

I bet a lot of posts today will link the word “tree” with some sort of memory. How is that?
Trees seem to be a symbol for memories, mostly from childhood. They represent safety, comfort, a feeling of home.

There was only one time in my life that I actually lived in a house with a garden.
In Uganda we had a huge compound where the entire team lived, plus a few chicken, a dog and several cats. And a lot of insects and bugs…:)
The garden was beautiful, we had all kinds of flowers in all kinds of colors and shapes; never again have I seen such a diversity of flowers. And we had trees – bananas, casava, pawpaw, nuts, and mango. This one mango tree was the largest in the area and it will always be in my mind as the image of the garden. And the amazing mangos we got from it, so delicious!

I have no idea how old this tree is, but I am sure it would have a lot of stories to tell. Of all the different white people who came to the Ugandan bush, of how they struggled with homesickness, of how they settled into life and rejoiced over every saved life. Of how children grew up under the tree, played in the garden and enjoyed the abundance of God’s creation.

O sweet memories – and all of this because a tree? Well, sometimes it just takes this one word to get you going.

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[Lost and Refound] Give thanks in all things/Seid dankbar in allen Dingen

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot. Sometimes on my own, sometimes with other people, sometimes through books, scripture or music. I felt that some things were missing in my life; something that had been there before and was somehow gone now. Values or habits I used to treasure had been buried and were now waiting to be dug up again. So I have decided to start a new (very irregular) series on the blog about my rediscoveries – bring the hidden back into the light.

I listened to an inspiring sermon today, it was about being grateful. Paul tells the Thessalonians in chapter 5:18

“Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” 

This is quite interesting; normally, people think the will of God is to be nice to people, help the poor, fight for justice, obey the ten commandments, read the bible…

Giving thanks for everything and everywhere does not come to mind immediately. God’s goodness is connected to the good things he does for us, but what if we don’t see the benefit of things we experience? What about all the hardships, sicknesses, struggles we have to go through? How can we be thankful for them?
Giving thanks for everything does not mean to blind out all the negative things. It is much rather a decision to look out for things we can give thanks for. There is more than we know! And even if the world seems to offer nothing but trouble, there are everlasting truths, faithfulness, unconditional love and forgiveness that deserve our eternal gratitude! It is about the focus and attitude we have towards life and the steps we take every day.
The most interesting point that was made in the sermon was the connection between gratitude and thoughts. THINK and THANK are so similar and they influence each other. Being grateful opens up our minds and hearts; being ungrateful darkens our hearts and makes all thoughts futile. You busy yourself with futile things instead of enjoying the beauty of life. Gratitude opens the way to God, giving thanks pushes us closer into his presense; ungratefulness blocks the way and every kind of intimacy. 

Let’s rediscover the beauty gratefulness brings to our lives, and let’s make the decision to give thanks.  Today and every day. Whatever life throws at us. We got more than enough reasons for it. 



In letzter Zeit habe ich viel nachgedacht. Manchmal alleine, manchmal mit anderen, manchmal durch Bücher, die Bibel oder Musik. Ich hatte das Gefühl, es fehlt etwas im Leben; etwas, das vorher da war und nun weg war. Werte oder Angewohnheiten, die ich geschätzt hatte, waren vergraben und warteten nun darauf, wieder ausgegraben zu werden. Deshalb habe ich beschlossen, eine neue (sehr unregelmäßige) Serie auf dem Blog zu starten über diese Wiederentdeckungen- und sie wieder ans Licht zu bringen. 


Heute habe ich eine inspirierende Predigt gehört, es ging um Dankbarkeit. Paulus schreibt den Thessalonichern in Kapitel 5:18


“Seid dankbar in allen Dingen, denn das ist der Wille Gottes in Christus Jesus für euch.”


Das ist interessant, denn normalerweise denken Leute über den Willen Gottes, dass es darum geht, nett zu Leuten zu sein, den Armen zu helfen, für Gerechtigkeit zu kämpfen, die zehn Gebote zu befolgen oder die Bibel zu lesen…

Dankbar zu sein in allen Dingen und überall kommt einem nicht direkt in den Sinn. Gottes Güte ist mit den guten Dingen verbunden, die er für uns tut, aber was ist, wenn wir nicht den Nutzen unserer Erfahrungen sehen? Was ist mit den ganzen Problemen, Krankheiten oder Kämpfen, die wir ertragen müssen? Wie können wir dafür dankbar sein?
In allen Dingen dankbar zu sein heißt nicht, alle negativen Dinge auszublenden. Es geht eher um eine Entscheidung, nach Dingen Ausschau zu halten, für die man danken kann. Denn es gibt mehr als wir denken! Auch wenn es so scheint, als hätte die Welt nichts außer Problemen zu bieten, gibt es ewige Wahrheiten, Treue, bedingungslose Liebe und Vergebung, die unseren ewigen Dank verdienen! Es geht um den Fokus und die Einstellung, die wir dem Leben und jedem unserer Schritte entgegenbringen. 
Am interessantesten fand ich die Verbindung zwischen Dank und Gedanken. DANKEN und DENKEN sind so ähnlich und beeinflussen einander. Dankbarkeit öffnet unsere Gedanken und Herzen; Undankbarkeit verdunkelt das Herz und macht vieles Denken unnütz. Man beschäftigt sich mit Nichtigkeiten, als sich an Wichtigem zu erfreuen. Dankbarkeit öffnet den Weg zu Gott und bringt uns näher zu ihm; Undankbarkeit versperrt den Weg und jede Art von Nähe. 

Lasst uns die Schönheit wiederentdecken, die Dankbarkeit in unser Leben bringt und die Entscheidung treffen, dankbar zu sein. Heute und jeden Tag. Was auch immer das Leben bringt. Wir haben mehr als genug Gründe dafür. 

[Five Minute Friday] Grace

In a society focused on hard work, success and self-accomplishment, this little word “grace” does not come up very often.
We are self-made people, we are educated in school and college, we work hard and bring home some money. We know what we want, we persevere. We build relationships and live happily ever after. We have today and tomorrow and our future planned out.
We’ve got it all. We don’t need grace.

We are wrong.

The fact that I opened my eyes this morning, that I breathe, that I can move my fingers across this keyboard to type these thoughts – that is grace. The comfort I receive from the people around me, the roof over my head, the abundance of food, money and everything else in my life – that is grace. The safety that calms me because I know that my future is in good hands and nothing (NOTHING!) I do or don’t do changes God’s love and blessings for me – that is grace.

My life is given and enriched by grace, there is no part of my life that does not have grace woven into it. I didn’t and can’t do anything to stop this grace from pouring into my life. No accomplishment, no failure, no hard work, no friendship.
We need grace. But more than that – we need the giver of all grace. Him, the giver of truly amazing grace. He has opened the door to grace long ago, and no power on earth can ever shut it.

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[Five Minute Friday] Together

A normal person can call one specific place home, can name five or more friends they know since childhood, they know their little towns in and out. They belong. Even if they leave this place they just have to return home to be with people and places again. To be together.
Well, I guess I am not normal. If you ask me where home is it might take a while to explain. The places I am familiar with include the comfort of airports, the African red soil under your feet, the rain on iron sheet roofs. I can’t give you a name of my best friend, since they might change quickly. Friends are categorized by continent, country, period of my life we have spent together.
We were together then, but we are no longer now. We might be together now, but who knows where life takes me next? I can’t say.
What I can say is this: Even though we aren’t together I often wish we were. So badly that it hurts physically. No skype call (even video) can compete with a real hug, lying on the floor laughing so hard your tummy hurts, tasting new food, being still together. Technology brings you close, but not together.
While you and I move on with our lives, each in different parts of the world, meeting new people, places and challenges, we can miss and pray for each other.
This spiritual connection is such a sweet blessing to every friendship; it encourages and keeps alive the hope that we will be together again – at a place where continents, distance and skype calls don’t exist. Soon.
What a great word at Lisa Jo Baker’s Five Minute Friday today! Much love to all readers and my dear, dear friends around the world.