Sunday, February 26, 2012

holy land

Following His voice to the promise land. i wouldn´t have thought this will ecome reality so soon in my life.
It was spontaneouse but long dreamt of and thus i knew it is time to life and not to continue waiting.
And here it is. Life in it´s fullest.
Te moment the plane touched the holy land my eyes filled with tears and he butterflies dance in my chest. Whispering "home" not really knowing why, i breathed the first breath of the mild sping air outside the Ben-Gurion Airport.
The time until our guest family picked us up we daced between citrus trees, olive trees and the top of an open parkinglot under the starry sky, laughing.
The family is so nice and it is so from God tht everything fit so well together and now we´ll see where thes coming weeks will lead us.
It will be an adventure. Every day.
The hikey through Galilee are breathtkingly beautyful. Mountains of countless rich full green trees white rocks and bright colorful flowes between olive trees and blossoming almond trees.
The birds sing more here, everything seems so rich sucht laing in the gras here is better and more satisfying that any meal and i just want to live of it.
The experience of taking care od three small childen is new for me and troublesome at times. I´m growing into it though realizing that i have to be stern and strikt, strong willed but loving. And sure of who i am and the authority i carry. It´such an important lesson since it´s the same priciples in the spiritual i´m learning. Not to give up, knowing my identity as an embassador of someone greater, being given the authority to carry out through both strength and love.
So every day so far has been an unexchangable rich experience and i´m lerning so much.
More to come....

















Tuesday, February 7, 2012

farewell once again.

Home is behind, the world ahead,
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadow to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade,
All shall fade! All shall fade!

Upon the hearth the fire is red,
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet,
Still round the corner we may meet
A sudden tree or standing stone.
That none have seen but we alone
Tree and flower and leaf and grass,
Let them pass! Let them pass!
Hill and water under sky,
Pass them by! Pass them by!

Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate,
And though we pass them by today,
Tomorrow we may come this way
And take the hidden paths that run
Towards the Moon or to the Sun.
Apple, thorn, and nut and sloe,
Let them go! Let them go!
Sand and stone and pool and dell,
Fare you well! Fare you well!

Home is behind, the world ahead,
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadow to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade,
All shall fade! All shall fade!