May 9, 2008 England - where I still don't understand the Mother Tongue

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Robyn Rochelle Cox
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Loving God in the Moment

A lone English man - probably my favorite pic of the bunch!

Shambles. This street was designed to shield the sun from the windows because during the time these houses were built the houses were taxed by the amount of sun your home let in. Usually taxed per window. These builders were trying to shade the windows from the sun. So the houses curve out over the street in the upper stories.

Driving on the wrong side of the road. I thought it interesting one of the men I met (a ship's captain) thought we drove on the same side of the road in America.

Windmills.

Lighthouses.

Wet and rainy - the stuff of England.

The coast...

As I leave England, I leave behind signs that even my mom can read!

Ok!

So, winsome days still requested.

However, the trip to England was profitable, albeit different than I had expected. Spending this time getting to know a woman that otherwise I would never have been able to know, I found a seeker. She is the wife of a German, the mother of 4 boys. A woman seeking what step to take next. I pray that I encouraged her to take her future steps with God's Word being her map and relationship with Him her guiding incentive. If that is what this trip was about - well, it was worth it!

I am home. I have been home since Monday. Monday night's Bible study was like a cool drink of water. Building relationships is evident when one leaves and misses those one has left. I missed my brothers and sisters in Christ.

I missed those women that God is allowing me to mentor. I missed those new believers. I missed those whom God is calling, softly whispering their names, "Come, come and follow Me.". I missed this community that God is building. It is not mine - it is His. And yet He has allowed me to be party to this adventure. Once again, I marvel at His everlasting lovingkindness; because you see, they missed me too!

I am excited to see His hand. I seek His face, I desire to hear His voice, I crave His touch. I am thankful that He reminded me yesterday to Ask, Seek, Knock!

Read this today in Oswald, it encouraged me, I hope it does you as well:

“There is a difference between an ideal and a vision. An ideal has no moral inspiration; a vision has. The people who give themselves over to ideals rarely do anything. A man’s conception of Deity may be used to justify his deliberate neglect of his duty. Jonah argued that because God was a God of justice and of mercy, therefore everything would be all right. I may have a right conception of God, and that may be the very reason why I do not do my duty. But wherever there is vision, there is also a life of rectitude because the vision imparts moral incentive.
Ideas may lull to ruin. Take stock of yourself spiritually and see whether you have ideals only or if you have vision.

“Ah, but man’s reach should exceed his grasp, or what is heaven for?”

“Where there is no vision…” When once we lose sight of God, we begin to be reckless, we cast off certain restraints, we cast off praying, we cast off the vision of God in little things, and begin to act on our own initiative, If we are eating what we have out of our own hand, doing things on our own initiative without expecting God to come in, we are on the downward path, we have lost the vision. Is our attitude today an attitude that springs from our vision of God? Are we expecting God to do greater things than He has ever done? Is there a freshness and vigor in our spiritual outlook?"
Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest, May 9.

Because HE IS the I AM, i am

Your mutating missionary

PS… the dishwasher?
One repairman came on Wednesday, one on Thursday and last night I enjoyed having that crazy Geschirrspüler and USING it!