Friday, March 27, 2009


sooooo Remember Moses? The fella that God orchestrated a life that was well - worth a script in a movie...

I've been re-reading through the bible and came up on something that I know I have read before but it just didn't have the same impact as it did this time. (I love that about the bible - everytime I read it God teaches me something new)

And another thing about God... He brings something across my path in multiple venues when He wants me to listen. I think He was using a megaphone this time. I think I came across scripture around this particular verse in about 4 different contexts!

So, Miriam and Aaron are a bit irritated with Moses for taking a Cushite woman and marrying her. So picking up in Chapter 12:1 of Numbers:

Then Miriam and Aaron spoke against Moses because of the Cushite woman who he had married (for he had married a Cushite woman); and they said, "Has the LORD indeed spoken only through Moses? Has He not spoken through us as well?" and the LORD heard it, (Now the man Moses was very humble, more than any man who was on the face of the earth.)

"The man Moses was very humble, more than any man who was on the face of the earth."

This is the part that hit me. Yes, Miriam and Aaron were punished for being so mean. But Moses. God calls Moses the most humble man on earth. This is the man He had placed in a position to learn and be taught the ways of a prince. He had been like a son to the royalty in Egypt. He murdered an Egyptian in defense of a Jew. He ran away and stayed away for a long time. God brought him back and used him to bring His people out of Egypt.

He was intimate... INTIMATE with God. God spoke with Moses. INTIMATE. Oh for that intimacy. Oh for that intimacy - and yet. Don't you wonder if one of the reasons for the intimacy was this factor of his character. He was humble. Humility is a hard road to walk. Pride so easily takes precedence. Pride, that ugly independence that pushes us away from God - Pride the instigator in most arguments - Pride the opposite of Humility. And yet, humility is not being a door mat. Moses was no door mat. Moses simply thought of others more often than he did himself. More like Jesus in that way. And he thought of God most of all. I love reading about him.

There is a new quiz out on Facebook - what bible character are you? Several people are coming up as Moses'. Wonder if humility plays a factor in these testings?

"Now the man Moses was very humble, more than any man who was on the face of the earth." Numbers 12:3

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mutating missionary

Sunday, March 22, 2009

"There's no place like home." RubyRedSlippers tap,tap,tap' "There's no place like home" RubyRedSlippers 'tap,tap,tap' "There's no place like home....





I'm home...

Sounds funny to say. I live in Germany. I am an American. An English speaker, writer, reader and lover of words. But, God has placed me here. I don't know this language well enough. I can communicate, have a coffee, even get into discussions over politics and deeper spiritual issues, but not without a 'Woerterbuch' (language dictionary). I recently traveled to the Konstanz area for 4 weeks of language school. This was a repeat of October and November for me. It was hard, but not as hard as the first time. I took better care of myself. But, I was still ready to come home, and still came home sick!

I have moved over 30 times in my life. I lived the longest time in the last home I bought in Texas. It became home to me. I lived in Cincinnati and in West Haven, Connecticut. These two places also became home to me. The other places... not so much. That doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy them, enjoy my friendships while there, (some of which I still partake) and even found great comfort in some of these homes. But, when I look back and contemplate that feeling of home - that belonging... I can honestly say No. Not so much...
Home? Am I really home? I love the people here. I love my apartment location and even my apartment. It is quaint, albeit small :-) But, am I home? I must admit that even though I don't speak the langauge here - I fit here better than in most of the places that I have lived in my life. I fit with the climate, the terrain, the history, the love of the arts. I've found an interesting 'fittedness' in a sport I am not a part of - but watch because people I love are playing. Hummm... really interesting 'fittedness' in this story... I fit here in this place on many levels..
But - do I really fit? Of course not. The culture, the language, the history, ... the history - that says so many things. This country has the wounds and the gaping holes still of a war-torn country. Not necessarily in the buildings anymore - but in the hearts. And then the absence of knowing God. That is an entirely different discussion. But, back to home:

Home? So many people I talk to confess in the deepest part of themselves they don't fit. They don't belong. And isn't it so? We are made in the image of God and our home is with Him. We will not be completely home until we see Him face to face. We are sojourners, passers-by, travelers, and raggamuffins. We are the torn and the weary, the lost and the worn. But, those of us that have received His gift of salvation are redeemed and actually heading home. It is a journey that is not for the faint hearted, nor for the one that desires to make their home here. We are traveling companions with the Holy Spirit. And the home we run to is the resting place for the saints.
I am glad I know this is not my home. And yet thankful that God has given me a home that I enjoy in the meantime. May you be blessed in your surroundings as well. Whether it be from the smiles of a friend, a beautiful sunset, an enjoyable haven in the mess, or even a comfortable chair. May you spend some time today thankful that you have a home that you are going to.
and then some of my "Ahhh...I'm home!" responses are surprisingly pleasant and unexpected... found in safe places beyond four walls... .ok... so God understands why, how, and even WHAT????? I certainly don't understand this surprising spot. ....... and so I tread here lightly, timidly, one toe in and one toe out. ...trusting Him who IS.
May God be glorified in the wait.
mutating missionary

Thursday, March 19, 2009

me on the road! :-)

i've been hit with the guilts - sorry for not posting - i love reading someone's post that is now on 'vacation' with the possibility of not returning ... i have been in language school

will return in about a week - sorry for not posting here - the blogging world is a wonderful forum for me - not just to read others but to voice a few things myself.