Update from Sweden.

Today it is exactly a week since we packed all our boxes into a truck and sent them on their way to Bornholm. Currently, everything is waiting for us in a barn, where it will stay till we start moving into our new house September 1st. 

We've begun our life as "trailer trash", as my husband so eloquently put it on facebook. We are enjoying the beautiful Swedish weather at Vineyard Nordens annual Summer Camp (it often rains... this year we are quite lucky with high blue skies and a hot sun). I am waiting, relaxing, vacationing and learning all at the same time. My spiritual life has taken me somewhere I am not comfortable - I know I am waiting on the Lord - waiting for His direction and His move in my life, but I don't know exactly what I am waiting for. As this mornings devotional speaker said... when it comes to faith, sometimes God will put you in an uncomfortable place in order for a breakthrough in your life to become possible. Perhaps I am waiting for that breakthrough....

And as all of this is going on, I have taken up running again. I've gone from being completely passive to running 4, then 5, now 6 kilometers in just 4 runs. I am elated! My good form and shape hasn't disappeared completely! Never mind the amount of time - I was thinking about it this morning, as I ran and mused over life and my own progression... the time in which I ran 6k was not at all impressive - but then again, Sweden is just about made up of a million hills, and I've been pushing myself up and down these hills the last 2 times I've been running. I had a great sentence in mind about the hills while running - now I cannot remember that sentence for the life of me!

I am enjoying camp. As an introvert character, having a trailer is a blessing. Being able to buy Internet access and sit in my trailer working on planning next school year (and blog a bit) is a true blessing. Here I can sit and look out my windows, enjoying the bustle of happy campers around me while gathering energy to throw myself back into mingling again. Here I can sleep at night without waking up wet and cold from tenting. Here I can cook and eat and feel civilized.  Here I can dream about the future and still invite people in for coffee. 

Here I can gather strength for the next leg of our journey as a family - a journey that will take us places we probably cannot imagine. A journey that will stretch us, drain us, renew us and hopefully draw us closer to not only each other, but God himself!

I looove the Swedish wooden houses!