November 29, 2006⏤Berlini

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Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Berlin

I don't know how to say this city (Stadt) name correctly. I say it Berlin, they say it Bare-lean! Just one of the many adjustments in my new language. The bricks laid on the street... The Berlin Wall Line. A normal day in Berlin. The constant reminder of this country's separation in history's time line.

A brick line on the ground representing the wall and a memorial of the Holocaust. These are the two things that settled over me from my visit to Berlin...
They linger still.

On a lighter note. I was thrilled with the opportunity to enjoy a dessert with my friend in Berlin. Hey, Missy -- can you guess what this is?

Isn't it beautiful???????
If I had only known that marshmallow fondue with chocolate was included in the meal, I would never have indulged!

Obviously, the Autobahn didn't do me in...

However, it did take more than 7 hours on the way up. Three 'Staus' later - I arrived by 9:30 pm. The trip home was much more enjoyable and schnell (quick)!

My children might read this blog spot - I won't reveal the speed that my trusty Volvo and I were able to slip into on the Autobahn - :0)
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A little about me

I am in the world almost every day. Okay, daily.
Are you?

I am called to be salt and light.

A few days ago, one of the waiters at the local diner that I frequent in the wee hours of the morning shared some very personal information. I looked as she opened up her heart with her pitcher of coffee poised in her hand, ready to pour - but not pouring. She held it as if it were a shield. The longer she shared her heart the lower the coffee pot dropped. And finally when she asked me my thoughts, the coffee pot sat beside me on the table. We talked. We laughed. We shared our lives and our thoughts. It was a time to shine a little light and sprinkle a little salt.

Are you finding places that you meet people searching for the same things?

I have been a commissioned missionary. I left the foreign mission field in November of 2014. Now I am a home missionary. Not commissioned by an organization. Commissioned by Jesus.

Life is a mission field. I was a missionary in my classroom as a teacher before I left for the foriegn mission field. Before that I was a missionary with my family, neighbors and even in my church. I was a missionary from the moment I accepted Christ as my Savior at age 7.

So are you.

We are mutating missionaries.
I'm blogging about the experience. Wanna join me?

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November 29, 2006⏤Berlini

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