The good thing about biking, however, is that you actually pump yourself warm. With a scootmobiel you just sit and sit, and you get colder and colder. This last week I was scootmobiling somewhere, and it was raining. And I got colder and colder. "It could always be worse!" I thought. "It could be hailing!" When... yes... it started hailing. So at this point I lost my eternal optimism and got angry. "God couldn't you ward off the hail while I was outside?!!" I yelled up. UG!!! But somehow? I just really can't explain it. Somehow I had been losing my trust, and somehow this hail renewed my contact. Be it angry contact!! But as I was yelling, somehow it became ok. I was cold, and wet, but God was with me. Not solving my problems, but still with me. That was enough. I could trust again.
I have been having fun with my scootmobiel. Of course, it brings somehwat bizarre situations with it as well. Such as going somewhere the other day where I needed help from everyone around to lift the heavy thing UP over the huge difference in height. Inside I lunged forward and crashed into a cute little group of vases. Twice. Thankfully the lady behind the counter couldn't stop laughing (neither could I). Or being at a market-y place and wanting to go a leeeetle bit backwards, when ZOOF I lunged back and knocked over the sign. This morning I decorated scooty with Christmas stuff, which isn't all visible on the photo. I have a music card (in my hand) which plays 'jingle bells' for waiting at the traffic light, possibly somewhat annoying. The Christmas lights in the back unfortunately don't flash on and off. But then you can't have everything. Especially if you have to give the thing back on Monday. YES!! Can you believe it. With totally unexpected speed, I'm getting a new bike on Monday! So long scooty, and so much for annoying hundreds of Amsterdammers.
The good thing about biking, however, is that you actually pump yourself warm. With a scootmobiel you just sit and sit, and you get colder and colder. This last week I was scootmobiling somewhere, and it was raining. And I got colder and colder. "It could always be worse!" I thought. "It could be hailing!" When... yes... it started hailing. So at this point I lost my eternal optimism and got angry. "God couldn't you ward off the hail while I was outside?!!" I yelled up. UG!!! But somehow? I just really can't explain it. Somehow I had been losing my trust, and somehow this hail renewed my contact. Be it angry contact!! But as I was yelling, somehow it became ok. I was cold, and wet, but God was with me. Not solving my problems, but still with me. That was enough. I could trust again.
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TC
3/12/2017 06:04:23 pm
Yeah Mattanja! Moedigt me aan om heel eerlijk te zijn met God... En kerstversiering uit te pakken!
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Mattanja OosterhuisHaving grown up in diverse places on earth, I suppose I've learned to make the best of what comes my way. Such as a hemorrhage. After this bleeding in my head occurred in dec. 2010, my life has come to look different. On my blog I write about some of this. Archives
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