Tuesday, October 4, 2011

good ol deutschland.

I miss living in Europe.  I miss walking down the cobblestone streets to the 'backerei', or riding my bike for 20 minutes and ending up in a completely different village or walking to Lake Bodensee and just sitting and talking to God.  There were days I wanted to come home so badly, in fact I remember a few days in particular, I got on cheaptickets.com and was THISCLOSE to buying my one way plane ticket home from Frankfurt to New York to Denver.  I wanted to leave so bad because 1. I missed my family 2. I was at Bible School, however I was being treated by some people as though they were still the mean girls stuck in high school..what's up with that and 3. I was not focusing on WHY God had me there.  Now, more than anything, I want to go back.  I would give anything to wake up in my shaky bunkbed in my dorm room with green carpet.  I want to spend more time with just me and God in the forest or on the lake or in the orchard.  I want to bike to Friedrichshafen and go the back way past the castle and the Bodensee Centre and past the harbour just to have a picnic on the beach followed by ice cream on the boardwalk.  I want to go to Kaufland so badly and buy bread, meat, cheese and yogurt and put it all in a backpack and bike for miles till I get hungry, and then make myself a tasty little lunch.  I want to just up and go to Paris or Barcelona for the weekend. I want to visit the home of the family Kintzel and eat 'fruhstuck' with them and fix little Alexandra's hair.  These are the things my heart longs for.  I belong back in Europe someday.  The people there are so lost and confused.  Less than 2% of the population in Europe are Evangelical Christians.  Why did I not take more advantage of the time I had over there?? That's what I'm kicking myself for now.  I guess my little nugget of wisdom to other people would be: embrace life where you're at, you may not want to be where you are or may not understand why you're there, but God has a purpose for you being exactly where you are and one day you will look back and see the reasons God had you there.  Don't live life always wishing you were somewhere else.  Grow where God has planted you right now. 

Memories of Germany are the sweetest memories I will ever have.  Thank you, Jesus, for giving me that opportunity.


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