This one's going to be all over the place, guys, so buckle your seatbelts
For the recent happenings/thoughts in the life of Mark Wells, edited edition, please see these links, though there's more info below the links about my thoughts:
http://www.daad.de/blog/leben-in-deutschland/a-personal-pilgrimage/
http://www.daad.de/blog/leben-in-deutschland/a-personal-pilgrimage/
Really was a great time for me to get away on my own. I was able to finish the book A Sinner's Guide to Holiness, while also being able to pray with the Nepali woman from YWAM. Also offered up a prayer to God regarding my college campus in the States and missions at the church where Zinzy preached.
http://www.daad.de/blog/reisen/symposium-solemnity-and-a-surprise/
Oof, so much in this one. The symposium was also cool because there were also events in the evening, one night at the zoo and the other at the Porsche museum. The zoo we visited after hours and saw some of the elephants they kept, and some of the workers performed some sort of skit... WITH FIRE! The Porsche museum, if I had to be completely honest, grieved me more than anything. It was materialistic to the point of sickening, and I didn't know what else to do but to isolate myself in a bathroom and pray for some of the time. I tried to take pictures, and pose with people, but at the same time, I was grieving on the inside. Quite difficult... Also in the post: I can't really say much more about Buchenwald... you just had to be solemn in such a place. As for the rest of Weimar, well: visited a Franz Liszt festival, went into underground caverns beneath the city, entered and won in a t-shirt contest, and visited the houses of various authors. That's that :P
Oof, so much in this one. The symposium was also cool because there were also events in the evening, one night at the zoo and the other at the Porsche museum. The zoo we visited after hours and saw some of the elephants they kept, and some of the workers performed some sort of skit... WITH FIRE! The Porsche museum, if I had to be completely honest, grieved me more than anything. It was materialistic to the point of sickening, and I didn't know what else to do but to isolate myself in a bathroom and pray for some of the time. I tried to take pictures, and pose with people, but at the same time, I was grieving on the inside. Quite difficult... Also in the post: I can't really say much more about Buchenwald... you just had to be solemn in such a place. As for the rest of Weimar, well: visited a Franz Liszt festival, went into underground caverns beneath the city, entered and won in a t-shirt contest, and visited the houses of various authors. That's that :P
And now for the unedited stuff (dun dun duuun)
So my suitemate (aka, flatmate) has been living with me for just over a week now. We have been getting along okay (he’s rather phlegmatic... which can confuse my hyperactive self), though we’re similar in our frequent need to apologize to one another. We’ve had some cool talks about issues of faith, though I don’t know how to gauge the depth of the talks. I want to talk more with him about my testimony, though sometimes my time is eaten up by work and small groups, leaving me back in the dorm around 9 (another reason why I haven’t been updating this as much :P).
My hyperactive mind has also tried to keep myself occupied, but God has continually been pulling me back to his side. Also learning about feeding the flesh vs. the spirit. Realized something: it's not the context one resides that makes fasting hard, but the flesh that we carry around making excuses. "Oh, but if someone asks you, then you'll have to tell them," "Do you really think God will work more powerfully through you because of this?", "You have to take care of your body," etc.
How long will it take to get the dying twitches out of the corpse?
Been talking to a girl in my lab about things of faith off and on. Actually, we talk about a lot of things, which I find good, as I don't want to be the guy who incessantly beats the Word down people's throats. Good to have a friendship... just pray that it would be used of God as well.
If I were to be completely blunt, I don't know how I can really evaluate my growth with God right now. Sometimes I am in love with Him, at other times I can sense Him drawing me away with Him, and then some mornings, some evenings, I am disconnected from the Head because I am in my own head. I don't believe or want this to be a pattern, but God must be my center at all times. I want no more of this sliding hither and thither, my thoughts to His thoughts and then back again, only to take any knowledge I receive from Him for my personal analysis or to attain some fleshly goal.
God, make me salt and light to this earth. I don't want this to be a flickering, shining flame, but one that would be on at all times, in peace, in love, in joy, manifesting all that You intend it to manifest to this earth and ultimately to the glory of Your name.
Love,
MJW
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