I sat in bed covered in warmth this cold morning. I sipped on fresh organic coffee as I read Scripture from a Bible I did not need to hide. In contrast, a good portion of the world returned to refugee camps, searched for clean water and held worship in secret. Some still huddled in pitch-black tunnels!
Modah ani l’fanecha /Thanks I give You.
For You lavish me with an easy life; I am not blind to that, Abba Father.
I had no idea that accepting a weekly teaching assignment would radically change the way I perceive the world. I’m learning Hebrew in order to better understand how difficult it is for my lovely students to speak English. I’m also immersing in the culture and history of my new “other language” as well as those of my new friends’ homelands. It is a dangerous undertaking! Blinders are off and my heart has been ripped wide open You see my “people” have endured unimaginable struggles; I have not.
They are teaching me to be thankful in all circumstances, even the most evil ones, to look at every moment as a God-given gift and to “pray my knees raw,” sharing their burdens. Our conversations are not empty or frivolous and my heart collects the burdens each new friend carries.
This morning, John again reminds me to remain in the One who is Light. This world is filled with darkness; I have a front row seat to it every week, but the Light always overcomes it.
Modah ani
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