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Monday, August 22, 2005

We're back. Second mile people.


So we're back from our holidays! Me and my family went on holidays to the Netherlands for 10 days. Sad to say this wasn't the best vacation I ever had. I had an allergic reaction from house dust. Because of that I couldn’t breathe when I laid myself down to sleep. Very annoying! I was talking walks in the middle of the night on the Kamperfolie road in the North of Amsterdam, just to be able to breathe a little bit. Because of my coughing the whole night we were even thinking of cancelling our vacation and coming back to Germany. But for the children’s sake we didn’t. The forth day I found a drogist, and was very pleased to find some tablets and a spray to help me with the asthmatic reactions I had.

One night I used to read a little. The book of Isobel Kuhn, “second-mile-people”, was a good source of inspiration for my dry spiritual soul. I have been feeling very dry in my spiritual life. I don’t know if I am experiencing midlife crisis (I am not that old!) or if it is that I am drained from working too much. I didn’t have a holiday in two years and I think that I am sowing the consequences now! The spirit in which Isobel is telling her story is very catching. She talks about different people she worked with during her time in the “China Inland Mission”; people that had a remarkable influence on her life; people for whom a mediocre life would never be enough! People that went the second mile!

Even though I don’t feel like I am someone of the second mile, I definitely want to be such a person.

Tomorrow my daily work routine starts again. We will start praying at six o’clock and tomorrow evening we have our house-group-meeting.

To do:

  • I need to get my “Liederbuch” at Kirchberg, which I left there during the wedding party from Hans-Claus and Teresa Ewen.

  • I need to get my briefcase with books and other important things, which I accidentally left in the Netherlands. Hopefully Valerie will be able to bring them when she comes to pick up Marnie’s mom next Saturday.