Every time I open my bible, which I try to do daily, I see this note: It’s a message my grandparents gave me along with the bible. They sent this bible to me when I was baptized. We were living in Minnesota at the time, so they couldn’t be there. They wrapped it up and…
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More like my Father by meeting His SonMeer als mijn Vader door een ontmoeting met Hem
Happy to introduce Becky. She has a passion for God , love for people ?and vision for Belgium . She works part-time for the Christian youth organization?BREEZE.be?and studies communication at the university of Leuven. I would almost start by saying that my story is not really that special. But then I stop. A meeting with…
Read moreMeeting God in the ordinary momentsGod ontmoeten in de alledaagse momenten
Linking up with Lisajobaker.com to write for five minutes on the word ‘Ordinary’. No editing or over-thinking. Go. I have done my quiet time ever since I can remember. It’s one of my parents’ wonderful gifts to me. It’s a given to have time with God each day. Because I’ve always done it, though, it…
Read moreAnneliesAnnelies
Today my cousin tells about her relationship with God. I really really love her because she is super sweet. And once when I was younger she accomanied us with her flute (google says it’s a cross flute or a german flute) while we sang an offkey song for mother’s day. Reason enough for saying she’s…
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I’ve kept on and on diaries for years. I’ve always scribbled on little notepads. But I never realized I really love to write until a year ago. My head is so chaotic, and there’s always so much swirling around in there. Writing it down keeps me sane sometimes. And then I’m so quick to speak…
Read moreAn illegitimate ChristianEen onrechtmatige Christen
I distinctly remember a moment when I was 9, that I decided to follow Jesus. It was in in the dirty old house where my little sister Loorke was born, the house where I had a goat with which my dear mother-in-law shares a name. Here she is, my sweet little goat. Afterwards I was…
Read moreGod on the playgroundGod op de speelplaats
Today Sara tells us how her relationship with God started. Als little girls, we were in Sunday school together. And as slightly bigger girls we were in youth group together after all my families’ wanderings. She is a quiet, fun, dear girl and can really really play the violin! I am so happy she agreed…
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