I have been laying in bed, sick, for quiet a while now, when a dear fellow of mine brought me a serie of DVD´s called "Anne from Green Gables" Even i was not quiet in a mood i started watching them and by finishing the second part i got caught in attention about the following sentence:
" It´s not about what the world can give us, but what we can give into the world."
Aren´t we all looking for something. Isn´t the deeper longing driving us out of our shell and bringing us on a journey. Is this the wrong starting point? driven by a deeper longing? Or might that be some kind of a help to not get us settled with the ordinary, but follow our dreams, desires and longings. Do we maybe have to step out in order for us to realize, that all what we were looking for was already put inside of us.
I am thinking about me and my journey. After being in many places, looking around, just longing to come closer to God´s heart, to find the place where i would never be unsaticfied and than watching a simple movie, having heard the same message over and over again. It feels like this simple piece of the ordinary, is bringing me back to my own heart. To my own heart, where heaven is living, dwelling and expending. The place of hidden treasures. The source of my dreaming and romancing. The home of my creator. The birthplace for all the things, the world longs for maybe waits for - just to be different ;-)
Friday, November 11, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
What do you see?
When we stand in front of a commond bush, is there anything more to see than Blackberries?
When we look at a work of art, we know there is something there more than paint, but is there something more than the picture?
When we walk through our day, do we see more than our attitude, circumstances we know there is more than the person we meet, but is there something more than we can see?
The soul, though at all times hidden, is at all times revealed, expressing itself through everything we say and do:
This would mean we would see and understand a lot more of this world, a person or their heart if we would pay attention to the special thing, that we seem to miss all the time. Do we have the eyes to see it or does it need special glasses to see? Are we even willing to stop and pause to spent a little second more to grasp a glimbs of a hidden treasure that comunicates more than we see in the first place. And if we would stop and listen and see, would it change maybe our own history or circumstances - just like in a ferrytale...
Sometimes we all have seen it or at least sensed it. And if we can´t put our finger on it, it puts its finger on us, tapping us on the shoulder urging us to stop and look and listen to what God may be saying to us through them.
How many times have we seen but ot learned, wathed but not wondered what lesson this person´s life could be teaching us?
It just makes me remember a sentence I know so well: God has a voice in everything, but i can miss him in anything:
Just yesterday i had been proven wrong when i borrowed a movie of a friend and could not share her excitement of how many principles of God are in that movie. Well together with a friend we invited God to speak to us through this movie and in the end we both were wrecked, because he spoke not only in a subordinate clause but both of us got a humongous lesson teached each at the place we were standing in our lives.
I don´t know about you, but i so want to become a great treasure hunter and see through the eyes of the invisible. I want to be able to pause and watch and learn from the open window i see right in that moment.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Creativity
The oil, that makes my wings soft and able to fly.
The powerful pution that makes my eyes become alive.
The medizin that waters my soul.
The foundational thought of creativity became flesh when you created me.
Thank you Daddy!
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
2 Things i learned today
There are 2 Things i learned today:
1. We reach for God in many ways. Through sculptures, scriptures, pictures, prayer, writing, worship and through them he reaches for us. His search begins with something said. Ours begins with something heard. His begins with something shown and ours with something seen. Our search for God and his search for us meet at windows in our everyday experience.
2.The way of seeing begins with respect. The way we show respect is to give it a second look, alook not of the eyes but of the heart. But so often we don´t give something a second look because we dont think there is anything there to see.
To respect something is to understand that there is something there to see, that it is not all surface, that something lies beneath the surface, something that has the power to change the way we think or feel, something that may prove so profound a revelation as to change not only how we look at our lives but how we live it.
How wonderful!
1. We reach for God in many ways. Through sculptures, scriptures, pictures, prayer, writing, worship and through them he reaches for us. His search begins with something said. Ours begins with something heard. His begins with something shown and ours with something seen. Our search for God and his search for us meet at windows in our everyday experience.
2.The way of seeing begins with respect. The way we show respect is to give it a second look, alook not of the eyes but of the heart. But so often we don´t give something a second look because we dont think there is anything there to see.
To respect something is to understand that there is something there to see, that it is not all surface, that something lies beneath the surface, something that has the power to change the way we think or feel, something that may prove so profound a revelation as to change not only how we look at our lives but how we live it.
How wonderful!
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Staff-Trip to Krakow, Poland
A new season starts
With coming back from the summer in the States and Germany I am starting in a new period of Staffing in Youth with a mission. I am filled and i feel ready to dive into the next weeks of preperations for our students. Even I am still processing all the impressions a long the way, I am excited what it will bring. A new season has started. I know it. I feel it. A new part of my journey, from the head to the heart.
Travelling Testemony Vol.2
I meet with my family and enjoy the time with them and so 1,5 days later i am back on my way to Germany for a 2 weeks "vaccation". I make my way to the airport, check in and infront of the security check i see a sevice stand from SAS where i could ask for my lost luggage.
A short view on the clock tells me don´t do it its to less time. Disappointed i walk through security towards the gate. 10 meters before it another SAS Service. A big smile is laying on my face. When i approach a lady a little bit older than me.
She looks at my case while her co-worker tells her to have a break. ( He was in a bad mood). I am glad that she tells him no and turns towards me, smiling, hold on a second i will call. Within minutes she finds my bag in the underground of the airport and asks me if i want to check it in or if they should sent it home. I am laughing about this paradox and continue my travel.
Two weeks later back in Skien i have all my treasures from the summer together with me in one place.
A short view on the clock tells me don´t do it its to less time. Disappointed i walk through security towards the gate. 10 meters before it another SAS Service. A big smile is laying on my face. When i approach a lady a little bit older than me.
She looks at my case while her co-worker tells her to have a break. ( He was in a bad mood). I am glad that she tells him no and turns towards me, smiling, hold on a second i will call. Within minutes she finds my bag in the underground of the airport and asks me if i want to check it in or if they should sent it home. I am laughing about this paradox and continue my travel.
Two weeks later back in Skien i have all my treasures from the summer together with me in one place.
Travelling Testemony
On my way from the States back to Norway where i was supposed to meet my parents for some hours, I had a godly experience:
My Plan was that after my plain would arrive in Oslo Airport i would have 1,5 hours to come through customs and take the train to my Ywam-Home. It would give me some time before my family would arrive to shower and unpack, maybe sleep a little after the jetleg and than receive them. All started to change right in the beginning when our plain in Newyark already had an one hour delay. We arrived in Oslo and i so had only 30 minutes to reach my train. It should have been possible, because the airport is quite small.
So I stand at the baggage belt and pray. In the middle of my conversation with god i am reminded on a stroy from a friend of mine who layed hand on the belt and prayed that the belt would start running. For a second I consider to do the same until i hear its starting to work. Thank God i got spare of it.
I am waiting but the time runs and i see my train leaving. In the same moment i don´t know if i should cry, be mad or laugh. My next thought what if they lost my suitcase? I look around and realize the last people are leaving. What a self prophecying statement... The SAS-Service is registering me and i make my way out of the airport.
I have 30 minutes until the next train leaves and i still need a new ticket so I walk up to the counter, drop my luggage infront of an older man and tell him: I am sorry Mr. I missed my train and lost my luggage can you help me? The man is looking at my ticket and tells me what i allready thought. I need to buy a ne ticket (around 500 Kroner!!) I am on the way to start crying when he intensly looks at me. To not show him my tears i reach for my wallet and tell him: well, i need to come home with the next train so there seems no other way than paying. He still sits there and stirs at me. I have the last tears coming up and he sits there and stirs in my eyes. Than he reaches for my ticket and starts writing. I feel like back in the bible, when Jesus just writes in the Sand and all the others are watching, questioning what he is doing.
He passes the paper back: Take the next train and dont mention your luggage. I am confused, pack my stuff and move towards train, when i look at the ticket that says: Misunderstanding, Info wrong. New valid for next train.
Thank you God, for this angle that you sent for me! For the present of not buying another ticket but giving it to me for free ;-)
My Plan was that after my plain would arrive in Oslo Airport i would have 1,5 hours to come through customs and take the train to my Ywam-Home. It would give me some time before my family would arrive to shower and unpack, maybe sleep a little after the jetleg and than receive them. All started to change right in the beginning when our plain in Newyark already had an one hour delay. We arrived in Oslo and i so had only 30 minutes to reach my train. It should have been possible, because the airport is quite small.
So I stand at the baggage belt and pray. In the middle of my conversation with god i am reminded on a stroy from a friend of mine who layed hand on the belt and prayed that the belt would start running. For a second I consider to do the same until i hear its starting to work. Thank God i got spare of it.
I am waiting but the time runs and i see my train leaving. In the same moment i don´t know if i should cry, be mad or laugh. My next thought what if they lost my suitcase? I look around and realize the last people are leaving. What a self prophecying statement... The SAS-Service is registering me and i make my way out of the airport.
I have 30 minutes until the next train leaves and i still need a new ticket so I walk up to the counter, drop my luggage infront of an older man and tell him: I am sorry Mr. I missed my train and lost my luggage can you help me? The man is looking at my ticket and tells me what i allready thought. I need to buy a ne ticket (around 500 Kroner!!) I am on the way to start crying when he intensly looks at me. To not show him my tears i reach for my wallet and tell him: well, i need to come home with the next train so there seems no other way than paying. He still sits there and stirs at me. I have the last tears coming up and he sits there and stirs in my eyes. Than he reaches for my ticket and starts writing. I feel like back in the bible, when Jesus just writes in the Sand and all the others are watching, questioning what he is doing.
He passes the paper back: Take the next train and dont mention your luggage. I am confused, pack my stuff and move towards train, when i look at the ticket that says: Misunderstanding, Info wrong. New valid for next train.
Thank you God, for this angle that you sent for me! For the present of not buying another ticket but giving it to me for free ;-)
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Trust
I´m standing at the window,
my heart hurts and Tears are
finding their way down my cheeks.
You are standing behind me
and your warmth is slowly
warming my back.
Softly is your hand touching my
shoulder and I lean slowly back,
trusting, you let me rest on the
strong shoulders of yours.
my heart hurts and Tears are
finding their way down my cheeks.
You are standing behind me
and your warmth is slowly
warming my back.
Softly is your hand touching my
shoulder and I lean slowly back,
trusting, you let me rest on the
strong shoulders of yours.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Cry out
My heart is filled with uncried tears
an overwhelming longing for intimacy.
I scream out, I need you!
I am overflowing and my thoughts
are overtaking and fogging
my thinking.
I cry out, I need you!
Softly you lift up this veil
of sorrows and tears,
until I can see you.
I know, I need you!
Peace and new hope
is surrounding me.
I am sure, I have you!
an overwhelming longing for intimacy.
I scream out, I need you!
I am overflowing and my thoughts
are overtaking and fogging
my thinking.
I cry out, I need you!
Softly you lift up this veil
of sorrows and tears,
until I can see you.
I know, I need you!
Peace and new hope
is surrounding me.
I am sure, I have you!
Song 2
Father, you are the bird that
sings for me.
Father, you are the one that
designs my melody.
For me your world stands still.
You find me as a treasure.
Even under a 1000, you try
to catch a glimpse of me.
And nothing matters for me,
than this sweet tast of
your presence.
Nothing matters for me.
sings for me.
Father, you are the one that
designs my melody.
For me your world stands still.
You find me as a treasure.
Even under a 1000, you try
to catch a glimpse of me.
And nothing matters for me,
than this sweet tast of
your presence.
Nothing matters for me.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
The Cagelessbirds Worship-Gathering
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFaDxMLUXzo
The cadge you feel trapped into, is not a trap to catch you and not let you fly again. It is a place of safety, you can go in and out just as you want to. That is love!
The cadge you feel trapped into, is not a trap to catch you and not let you fly again. It is a place of safety, you can go in and out just as you want to. That is love!
The furious Longing of God
The furious Longing of God
A flower, that never dies.
A contract, that never breaks.
A hope, that ever lasts.
A live full of a lovesong for you.
My natural desire, my heartbeat for you.
You!
A flower, that never dies.
A contract, that never breaks.
A hope, that ever lasts.
A live full of a lovesong for you.
My natural desire, my heartbeat for you.
You!
Baggage and Luggage
Life is a journey. Living with God is a journey and if life with God is a reality, then parts of it should be recorded. As much as possible should be remembered. Life from the heart, Life with God, is valuable :-)
As we go on this journey what do we need to bring? What do we already have?
There is a huge difference between baggage and luggage! There is baggage; things that we picked up somewhere along the way. Stuffed in our carrying backpack, becoming more and more heavy as we walk. Than there is Luggage, all the things that we wish we would have brought on our journey. The things that bring joy to our heart (Dreams, Giftings...) All thats so easy, because it's already laying inside of us.
So let's get rid of all the brokeness, shame, insecurity, compare-ism and all the other ism's... and pick up our Dreams, our own Melody, Romance, Faith, the easyness he was talking about in Mat. 11,28.
Let's go into this new season with a luggage that we filled up with things, that have already been given to us. Laying in our hearts. What do you want to bring?!
You are only as free, as the secrets that you keep!
As we go on this journey what do we need to bring? What do we already have?
There is a huge difference between baggage and luggage! There is baggage; things that we picked up somewhere along the way. Stuffed in our carrying backpack, becoming more and more heavy as we walk. Than there is Luggage, all the things that we wish we would have brought on our journey. The things that bring joy to our heart (Dreams, Giftings...) All thats so easy, because it's already laying inside of us.
So let's get rid of all the brokeness, shame, insecurity, compare-ism and all the other ism's... and pick up our Dreams, our own Melody, Romance, Faith, the easyness he was talking about in Mat. 11,28.
Let's go into this new season with a luggage that we filled up with things, that have already been given to us. Laying in our hearts. What do you want to bring?!
You are only as free, as the secrets that you keep!
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Update 1
Second Day here at the Camp already started really intense. So many incredible people carring amazing stories. Cant wait to hear all of them. I am totally in the right place at the right time. Beautiful landscape and intimacy with my daddy is what romancing my heart right now.
I want to jump and dive deep! Deep in his ocean of love for me. Preparing this day myself to go on a journey with him. Getting rid of baggage and packing a new Suitcase-hard, challenging, but so freeing! I am on the run, on the way to start flying, diving deep. I am excited for my adventure with him!
I want to jump and dive deep! Deep in his ocean of love for me. Preparing this day myself to go on a journey with him. Getting rid of baggage and packing a new Suitcase-hard, challenging, but so freeing! I am on the run, on the way to start flying, diving deep. I am excited for my adventure with him!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
18 Inch Journey
My 18 inch Journey (aplacefortheheart.org/aplacefortheheart/18inchjourney.html) started by travelling 13 hours from Norway to North Carolina.
Arriving in my new home for the next 2 month has been already incredible. I met a lot of new and very nice people, which already makes me excited how this summer will be.
Today i explored the nearest area. It's a huge, beautiful piece of land. Small houses, a lot of trees, a lake and here and there a swing-chair invites you to rest and enjoy the inviroment.
After journaling my first impressions and thoughts, I realize,this place is totally a place for the heart. I am starting to get excited, what this summer will bring? What will God show me about him? Will I be able to enable even the deepest dreams of my life? What will change?
I am excited and curious! Lets see...
Arriving in my new home for the next 2 month has been already incredible. I met a lot of new and very nice people, which already makes me excited how this summer will be.
Today i explored the nearest area. It's a huge, beautiful piece of land. Small houses, a lot of trees, a lake and here and there a swing-chair invites you to rest and enjoy the inviroment.
After journaling my first impressions and thoughts, I realize,this place is totally a place for the heart. I am starting to get excited, what this summer will bring? What will God show me about him? Will I be able to enable even the deepest dreams of my life? What will change?
I am excited and curious! Lets see...
Start
This is also my first Post in my Blog...How do I start this? It feels like a journey in itself...
Well, this is a Blog to make things a little bit easier. A blog that everyone can look at, thats personal and hopefully reflecting my experiences like a mirrow to you. It will be in english so that most of the people will understand it ;-)
What more to say than lets start this journey...!
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