I feel invincible.
God is really forcing us to trust Him. We have no other choice. We have no money for accommodation, we bumb showers in restaurants' basins (and get chased out. No jokes. We ran) then we hardly have money for food. We are hungry, dirty, robbed, homeless, then a biker passes us and asks if we want to volunteer on his uncle's olive farm? Where we will have free accommodation, food and live like royalty. In a matter of 3 days we can look, smell and feel like bergies and next moment we enjoy the beautiful tranquility of a true Turkish farm with an outside fire oven, tame donkeys and true Turkish cuisine.
God really is just so much fun. I will not starve. Every time we find Him right before we hit a critical point. Next to (first world) suffering. On the other side of fear. I love this. He gives us a chance to be hard core. To be dependent on Him for everything. That's when you undoubtedly see His grace, sense of humor, love and presence.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace IN BELIEVING, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.
For me, knowing I already live forever, and that I am His, gives me peace. It takes off the load. I am His. He may do with me what He pleases (this I say, still with fear). But whatever comes, He will be there.
On a side note: it was very hard for me, the not showering thing. So I wrote a small piece on it. Have empathy...
Today i know what it feels like to be a bergie. ( very dramatically said... Maybe a sigh and hand to forehead type of action.) So far this is the only thing i am truly having trouble with. I stink. My clothes stink. My friends stink. Some are quite excited to break their personal records. I am in a constant cringe state. Today I dabbed my neck with a wet wipe to get some fresh smells on me. The wet wipe.. is now brown. Even my neck is dirty. I'm dying. Goodbye