Refugees

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Refugee Children

I prefer to live what society appears as madness, but for me is totally normal,
as to adapt to the standards of society, which gets more and more crazy.

Dreams and the Here and Now

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What I sometimes dream a nonsense! I wish I could record my dreams to watch them again the next day. Compared with them every virtual reality is a joke.

For some time we are looking for our salvation in the moment. And really, when we stay with our thoughts in the past, the past darkens with its dark shadows our presence or when we glorify the golden past the now then also the presence becomes a shadow of itself. Not to mention the future, who actually is one step to the next moment. When we are such paralyzed from nothing but past, that we don’t dare to go in the future, what is that for a life – in the presence.

But don’t let us delude ourselves. Even if we know that the mantra of “Here and Now” is right and we only can live and be happy in the presence, that’s just only half the truth.

Our subconsciousness knows it better. The past doesn’t let itself easily put aside. We can’t easily cut it like a thread but have to – whether conscious or unconscious – tediously unknot them like a confused thread in our dreams.

Who I am today is the result of my life story, so my past. My experience is sourced by it. Everything what I know even when I know that I know nothing, I have learnt in the past. Even the eternal God, who is present in the moment, writes himself in our experiences and becomes part of time and space.

Our time is in God’s hand that means eternity draws through our lifes from yesterday to tomorrow, we are in God’s hand, we can live secure and protected under his wings. What ever is happening, we cannot fall out of the presence of the eternal God.

I remember good and bad times. But you always was with me, God.

Martha and Mary: Be and listen

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As they went on their way, he entered into a certain village, and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house. She had a sister called Mary, who also sat at Jesus’ feet, and heard his word. But Martha was distracted with much serving, and she came up to him, and said, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister left me to serve alone? Ask her therefore to help me.”
Jesus answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but one thing is needed. Mary has chosen the good part, which will not be taken away from her.” (Luke 10:38-42)

The hardest thing in life is to do nothing. To hear inside. To listen what’s next. Church and society have been burdening us with a lot of loads. In the old days with religious laws “You have to be this or that way to be alright. God only accepts you, if…”, these days with other words of society but the same meaning “You have to wear this brand of clothes, to use this mobile or to drive this car to be cool. If you don’t travel around the whole world you are boring. If you don’t look like Gisele Bündchen, Naomi Campbell, Cindy Crawford or Kate Moss, you aren’t beautiful.

Nowadays we understand individuality and self-realization as the “freedom” of choosing between different outfits. But our real inner identity isn’t touched at all by the things we possess and which outfits we wear. Vice versa. Too often we are possessed by the stuff we have, too often we are possessed by our ideas of status, success and luxury. What makes us worthwhile, what gives us value, what makes us precious and lovable are not the things we are possessing outside. Is not a special behavior to fit in society and are not even special character traits too.

I live in an urban settlement where especially poor people live. Most of them hardly have enough money to scratch along. When they allow you a closer look behind their facade and they start telling you their stories, you would be astonished how precious and lovable they are besides their shabby clothes.

Don’t worry how you can please me. Don’t make any effort that I accept you. I know your true self. Come with me. My yoke is easy and my burden is light.