After a long summer
season of ministry it is so good to be getting back into “normal” life. We have
joked that I get a “normal week” about 30% of the year so “normal weeks” are
good whenever they happen, but after weeks and months of packing and unpacking
and repacking? Normal feels so good.
What does normal mean?
Normal means waking up
at a normal time and spending time in the Bible and praying.
Normal means answering
emails, having a Skype meeting and getting work done. Normal means spending
time learning Czech after a summer of not learning much.
Normal means buying food at Tesco and baking muffins for friends. Normal means hanging out with
those friends, new missionaries who moved here recently.
It also means other
things.
Normal means hearing my
doorbell ring and answering it to find two Jehovah’s Witnesses on my doorstep –
they’re really active in my town, and I often see them handing out leaflets at
the train station.
Normal means walking
down my street by the Buddhist centre and the homeless guys who
often sit on the benches during the day and sleep on them at night.
A year ago few of these
things seemed normal. I didn’t have the keys to my flat yet. I had been here
just over a month. Some of these things should not be normal, and I ache and pray for "on earth as it is in heaven".
I am so thankful for God’s grace in big adventures, long
roadtrips, weeks at camp, and visits to camps in others parts of Europe. But I’m also
incredibly thankful for God’s grace in the details of life, and in the normal,
mundane days here. I'm thankful for how His grace breaks through, and brings life, and changes things.
Matthew 11 v 28-30 in
the New International Version reads
“Come to
me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn
from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for
your souls. For my
yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
In the Message that same
passage reads
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me.
Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real
rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced
rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep
company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” (emphasis mine)
I feel like I’m
experiencing those unforced rhythms of grace in the everyday, mundane, normal
of my life here in this little corner of the Czech Republic and am praying for this grace to continue to break in in this part of the world. I am so thankful for His incredible grace.