It has begun!

Amsterdam, April 2012

Some of my fellow staff...

Discipleship Training School:

  

Welcoming Night for the students 

Doing a little dance...

Finally, it has begun.  The Performing Arts DTS, Amsterdam 2012, is now in session.
Much more to come!  Stay tuned :)

A New Beginning

So, other than waking up at 3 a.m. (which no one should ever have to do), the first flight of my transatlantic trip was relatively uneventful... I slept from Seattle to San Francisco, even after a triple-shot Starbucks! Unfortunately, that's where the smooth travel came to an abrupt end. Right around the time I was supposed to begin boarding my next plane to Chicago, the airline announced that they had discovered a hydraulic fuel leak and our take-off would be delayed. Of course I wanted them to fix it, but I was really hoping not to miss my already tight connection to Amsterdam. I only had about an hour to make my connecting flight in Chicago, and we were running 40 minutes late – still with no word on boarding. The airline prepared a different plane for us eventually, and by my calculations, we would be landing in Chicago right as my next plane was scheduled to take off – hardly enough time to make the connection!

As I arrived in Chicago, I ran to the next gate, and luckily, they were holding the plane so I made it – just barely! I was the very last person to get on. Although everyone was giving me the angry look for being the person who caused a delay, I managed to get two adjacent seats to myself and slept most of the way to Amsterdam.

After long hours of travel, we began the descent to an overcast (of course) Holland. WHAT was I thinking?! There would be no blast of tropical heat upon arrival. I am still wondering how it is that I ended up back in Holland, but here I am. Amsterdam – the city I was born in – so beautiful, yet the weather really puts a damper on it... literally.

Upon landing, I was somewhat excited as I was traveling for the first time with a Dutch passport. To my dismay, I didn't even get a stamp! The guy took a quick look – I hardly think he verified my identity – and then he sent me on my way with a mere “dankjewel” [Dutch: thank you]. I guess I should be happy that it was such a quick and easy entry...

On the other side of baggage claim, my friend Marie met me to help lug my bags on the train to Central Station and then half-way across the city to my new home at De Poort (YWAM building). A walk that usually takes about 15 minutes took us at least 30 as we had to stop repeatedly, switch the weight, and readjust the wheels on my luggage to keep them from breaking on the uneven bricks along the way... I've decided that it's one thing to take a trip (pack light), but another entirely to move half-way around the world (you take more stuff)!

My arrival happened to coincide with an evening “Love Feast” (a nice dinner). There were about 150 people in attendance. Some of the nations represented: Norway, Mexico, Venezuela, South Africa, Nigeria, Germany, Romania, USA, Holland, Italy, Canada, Pakistan, India, Brazil, Eritrea... and who knows about the other 135 people who were there! :)

Anyhow – as for me – I crashed after dinner; it was quite the trip. I am glad to have made it back to Amsterdam, but I am still unsure what to make of it... It's exhilirating, yet, terrifying. I'm here to stay, and that somehow is surreal to me. We'll see what the next couple of months bring!

As I write this, I am on the train to Berlin (currently passing through Apeldoorn). I am going to visit a dear friend of mine for a few days. I would post this blog right away, but no wifi in the train, so I will have to wait until I get off in Germany... :) If you're reading this, it means I made it to Berlin safely.

I'll keep you posted!

Love,

Steph

The Greatest Person in my Life

I'm currently surrounded by my family and wonderful friends - the relationships I have in life make me feel so rich! I can think of countless people who have deeply influenced me over the years... And as I sit and reflect on the people who mean the most to me, there is a person who stands out above any other, and I just want to take a moment to express my gratitude for the greatest friend and closest companion I've ever had!

There is a person who has taught me more than anyone else, and is responsible for the hope that I have, the faith I profess, and the smile on my face. I don't talk about this person nearly enough, but He means the world to me! His Name is Jesus. He is the Son of God, and Son of Man; the Creator who took on flesh so I could see the Invisible. He's the Man who teaches me how to live, how to love, how to be at peace knowing that He is above it all, how not to worry, not to stress, and trust Him each step of the way. He's the God who teaches me to love beyond myself, give more than I think I can, and see what others choose to ignore. He changed the world, the course of human history, and He left His mark on me!

He has always been there, through thick and thin, no matter the distance, country, or location. When no on else saw me, when no one else knew what was going on... He has never pointed a finger, nor demanded anything of me, but so faithfully and warmly invites me to taste and live the love He gives...
He has never turned His back or given up, though I have on Him. He has never wronged me, though I have Him. Always, He has my best interests at heart, and always, I can count on Him!

The love and the wisdom that mark Jesus' life inspire me. Some may think He's just a teacher, or maybe that He isn't real, but His touch is undeniable, and it's genuine. It's fantastic news to all who choose to hear! A love that lays down everything? A love that gives sacrificially, selflessly, without limit and without measure? Love that is faithful and true, patient and kind. Fierce love, jealous love, relentlessly pursuing me – how could I turn away?!

Jesus is the greatest Person in my life. I'm stunned out of my mind whenever I think of how much He has loved me, and loves me still... I want to love like that. I want to be like Him. And that's the Gospel: that we can have a relationship with the Person who changes the world, one life at a time, by receiving His love and being transformed to His likeness. We can't, but He did, and He'll do it in us every day if we choose to let Him... We spend time with Him, get to know Him, and the world will see Jesus, when we love like He loves.

So this is dedicated to the Man that I can't live without, the Person who has changed and formed the way I think, the way I feel, and the choices that I make. He means the world to me, and I will gladly give the world to follow Him, because His love has changed my life, rocked me to the core, and His invitation to know Him is extended to me every day... If only everyone had a friend like that!

I love You, Jesus!

A Christmas Rhyme

A Sign in the Sky

One dark, lonely night

Something very bizarre -

A sign shining so bright,

Drawing people from afar.

Shepherds in the field

Blown out of their mind

By thousands of angels singing

"Good News to all mankind!"

Can you imagine the shock and the awe

God must have thought it funny, what He saw...

Making so many angels appear suddenly

To share with all living creatures a bit of His glee!

It heralded the humble, yet royal birth

Of the King who is coming to rule the earth.

He left for a while, but don't make a mistake -

He's coming again, all things new to make!

Born into this broken world,

Accursed and ignored,

He gave Himself freely,

To see humanity restored.

He came not with bloodshed,

Nor violence, nor gore,

But rather, a tender baby -

So Him we could adore!

"No room in the inn", that's what they said

If only they had known who needed a bed...

Just like people now, who are too busy, life so hectic,

To realize who He is, this God who is lovesick.

So look to the Star that shone in the night;

It points to the One who makes all things right.

To creation unsuspecting, to humanity unaware,

The greatest gift was given: Jesus, God's own Son - the Rightful Heir!

Merry Christmas! :)

How blessed we are...

Where is “home”?!

I'm reflecting back on the past 3 months (and how fast they've FLOWN by), and thinking of all the good things that have come out of it... too many to tell! I look forward to my trip back to the States on Saturday – returning to see family and friends for Christmas, the New Year, and my birthday, too! I will share some of the funny stories, the good times I shared with old friends, the memories from childhood, and the many things I learned during my internship here. I really think they're better told in person (otherwise I might as well just write a book). But I do want to mention one of the highlights from this time: a desire that I have had for many years, and have pursued in various ways, finally became a reality...

I GOT MY DUTCH PASSPORT!!!

Now the proud owner of 2 passports, I feel like my identity crisis has been somewhat solved... Not that I had major issues, but I've often struggled to articulate the answer to “where are you from?” Such a basic question, but I've long been confused. Now I know. I am from Amsterdam. I was born here, and now I have a Dutch passport. I am also very proud of my American heritage and passport, but it's certainly nice to be a citizen of the country you were born in! I smiled from ear to ear I think for at least a week straight, and when anyone mentions my newly discovered citizenship, I still jump for joy! People are constantly congratulating me, and it has been about a month... It's great!

Anyhow, as I was reading the Bible the other day, I came across several passages that got me thinking about this topic, too. Paul states that “our citizenship is in heaven (Phil. 3:20)” and suddenly it hit me: I've been SO excited about my Dutch citizenship because it opens up doors of opportunity, but when have I stopped to think about my heavenly citizenship?! I bought sweets and cookies, went out for special treats, and told everyone who would listen about my nationality in the Dutch system. My name is written in the Book of Life – that's far more exciting! I like what the Dutch translation says about our citizenship: it says that our citizens' rights are of a heavenly kingdom. I haven't ever stopped to ponder what the rights (and responsibilities) are of a citizen of heaven, but uhhhhh, it outweighs Holland's (although the rights here are pretty nice). Crazy. It's tickling my brain! Right now, since this whole process is so fresh to me, and so personal, I feel like I understand what Paul was saying... My true citizenship is in heaven; my true identity is based on what God says. That should radically change the way I live my life...

This world is not my home. I am one familiar with packing my bags, and getting rid of “stuff”. I watch most everyone around me in a frenzied rat race to buy more, get more, store more, and own more, and all the while, I keep trying to minimize my possessions... Pack light. It's all about perspective. I hadn't paid much attention before, but like I said, this topic has grown on me... In the Bible, in Hebrews 11, Abraham was said to be a foreigner and temporary resident on the earth, seeking a better land – one to come. He had the same perspective David did when he wrote “for I am a foreigner residing with You, a sojourner like all my fathers (Ps. 39:12).” It just reminds me that home is not here, nor in the U.S., nor on a Caribbean island (though I would like it to be!). My home is temporarily unseen, yet very real.

I am incredibly thrilled to have my second passport – thank You God! But what thrills me even more, is my citizenship in heaven (again, thank You Jesus). It can't be taken from me; and the benefits are out of this world - literally! No matter where I try to say that I am from, at least I know where I am going... In times of difficulty and uncertainty, I am not banking on the dollar, nor the euro, nor storing up more STUFF... after all, this place is not my home! I am not concerned, because my savings account is indestructible; my inheritance is secure. Now that's something I can be excited about! Heaven throws a party every time someone receives their new citizenship (Luke 15:10)... it's time I celebrate the same! So I celebrate God's provision of Dutch-American nationality, but even more so, I'm celebrating the privilege of heavenly citizenship and the entry to a better home! :D

Getting ready to hit the road again...

Just a traveler and sojourner like my fathers... :)

Love,

Stephanie