…and i thought, wow, this is pretty cool, and then i realised that it was in fact, pretty cool, because we were on top of a hill and it was very breezy, breezy with wind like Jesus probably felt on that hill when he was young… Tonight I met a born-again arabic pastor and his family and visited some people who have questions, and I was priviledged to be present when a house group was born. After tonight there will be a home group meeting at one of the flats (read: apartments) where we visited. There are many ‘christians’ in nazereth, but few who know much about saving relational faith in Jesus alone. And arabic coffee is so strong and sweet, it does good things to your tongue.
I don’t know if I am ready to write this yet because I have very many half-finished thougths and feelings, but I am betting that my heart will only continue this the longer I am here, so I will endeavor to share some as it goes… I arrived a few days ago and am now going through orientation to this culture… the holy holidays are coming late this year in October on the Jewish calendar, so I will begin my intensive language ulpan (read: program) in november. This place is beautiful in its crustiness. Even the new buildings look old and some are quite reminiscent like somthing from a tatooine backdrop… pictures will be up soon, but for now you can find a picture on line of the Bahai temple in Hafia and I live just to the right of it, about 100 yards.
The training in eastern holland was quite astonishing. My heart is with my new friends from this conference as they are now all over our world. I am here on the mediterranean eating shawerma and the faces in my mind are everywhere from the Philipines to the RSA (southAfrica) to Germany to Uraguay… How big is our father? and how amazing is it to see that he is father to so many different types and nationalities, that He truly loves us all? His truth and word and message reaches so far. What a testimony to his creativity and love and the unity that we can feel in diverse worship, unity with some translation! I have personally never felt the spirit of oneness stronger than at this training conference where so many bright-eyed fearful people prepared to walk into the unknown as slaves to a good and wonderful king. I met many people that I never want to forget. The bride of Christ is busier than I imagined as she waits for her groom.
How big is your God, and are you living a life that is your own?