Category: Personal Story
Recovering my shoes
As a child, when I just began reading, I had a couple of little books about ‘Kleine Beer’. My favourite one is about Little Bear visiting his grandparents. That book contains the wonderful story told by Grandfather Bear: about a gnome who was so frightened that he jumped out of his shoes. As he fled, … Continue reading Recovering my shoes
Read more →Considering mercy
This morning, I woke up thinking: “Mercy! I must explore mercy!”. Admittedly a bit odd, but anyway, I went upstairs to my place reserved for being with God, to read the Bible according to some plan I am following, planning to pray about mercy afterwards. The appointed piece of Scripture was about Dinah, how she … Continue reading Considering mercy
Read more →Mourning in Autumn
Two years ago, I wrote a poem on a beautiful autumn day (see below, in Dutch). The poem still means a lot to me, it expresses so well my feelings of deep, deep longing, combined with the knowledge that all is fleeting, and my difficulty to cope with that. The poem describes the beautiful golden … Continue reading Mourning in Autumn
Read more →Soap Bubbles
There is something very attractive in soap bubbles. The way they float in the air, their lovely soft colours, the glimmering reflections, they really catch the attention. And I’ve recently discovered that they are even more beautiful when they are frozen. Just google for ‘frozen bubble’ and you’ll find the most stunning pictures and tutorials … Continue reading Soap Bubbles
Read more →Consider the lilies
In the afternoon of the 5th of June 2015, I sat down by the waterside, exhausted by everything, completely empty and defeated. Then I looked up and saw the light, rippled in the water, and the tiny flowers brightly lit. “Consider the lilies…” My God was telling me that he was still there. Below the surface of all my failed good intentions, he was there. No need to fight so hard. No need to work so much. Just this: open your eyes and look at what God is doing.
Read more →Ramblings of a pharisee
The following wandering thoughts are about whether or not I was wrong in following the Catholic Apostolic apostles, and what to do now.
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