the end

I'm feeling God's blessing and inspiration these days. Many new things coming out of my heart into song.

"the end"



some think it's ironic
some think that it is cruel
some think it is pointless
but I think that it is true

some try to avoid it
some try to justify
some just plain ignore it
but to themselves they lie

that in the end
we'll have nothing in hand
when before
the great king we will stand
it will not depend
on our good or our bad
but only you
only on you
(Jesus)

some use their strength to gather
some use their skill to hoard
but will it really matter
how much wealth you've stored

some keep the best of company
some hold their heads up high
some think they're really lovely
but love they do deny

and in the end
we'll have nothing in hand
when before
the great king we will stand
it will not depend
on our good or our bad
but only on you
only on you

in the end
when before him we stand
it will not depend
on our good or our bad
not by what I have done
or by what I will do
only on you
only on you

not by what I have done
nor by what I can do
only by you

more than this

I don't want mere ideology
I won't want what we call reality
Or only what my eyes can see
I know there must be more
I don't want mere ideolgy
I don't want only what my eyes can see
I know there must be more than this
I know there must be more

And so I step outside and take a breath
Of something that is so much other than me
I cannot believe we all "just exist"
Oh-- what a purposeless life that would be
That would be

I don't want only what I can feel
I don't want only what my heart determines to be true and real
I know there must be more than this
I don't want only what my heart can feel
I don't want only what I can determine to be real and true
I know there must be more, be more than this

And so I step outside and take a breath
Of something so much other than me
I cannot believe we all "just exist"
Oh-- what a purposeless life that would be
That would be

I want Truth and all the light He brings
I want Love and all the freeing
I want Hope and all the joy
I want You and all You are

What a miracle it would be
To see that we are not only we
And what we see is not only what can be seen
What a miracle it would be
To see that we are not only we
And what we see is not only what can be seen

svaneti

Reflecting a bit on outreach, looking through some pictures.

Svaneti: 3 calves in a row

Svaneti: Mestia the capital
Svaneti: ancient watchtowers

Svaneti: village life makes you tough

Svaneti: our parting gift

a bit lost

I feel like I've forgotten how to communicate. I don't have the desire to write on this blog. I don't really even have the desire to write a newsletter. I think I feel sooo disconnected from "that" world (mostly America) that it's hard for me to try to reach out and connect it with the one I'm currently living in.

Plus I'm in the process of love, which distracts me to some extent. And also changes me. So then I feel a bit lost how to express myself in my new-ish state.

And plus plus, we're in kind of a lower period of ministry and activity in general. DTS is over for the year. Base leaders on furlough in America. Things not as structured as in the past. And somehow I feel like I don't have much to say.

But I know I have to.

And I know that it can be good and positive for the people who read it, and also for me as I write it. But I struggle to jump the hurdle now...

So speaking of feeling disconnected... REALLY I do. I was watching some youtube videos the other day, from the States and I felt so strange. As I was watching, the Americans seemed like foreigners to me. Seriously. I mean, I'm around some Americans here too, but mostly ones that have been out of America for a while, so they're kind of different. And I guess it makes me confused.

Lord, please help me to get my thoughts (and identity) straight.