A few weeks ago I joined my friend to a closed asylum centre. We organised a bible study with everyone who would like to join. So, we usually prepare the room and then go out to invite people. The centre is often a reflection of what is happening in the world. Many Palestinians were in as were many people from different African countries. Where there is war, there is a refugee flow. Some of the familiar faces were ready to come. And then we met two new guys, from Palestine. They asked what we came to do, and I said: ‘we are going to read from the Injil, we will pray and we will sing together. We want to share with you about Isa, your prophet. You are very welcome to join!’ Against all odds one of these guys gets very enthusiastic and says: ‘yes, I will come. We all need to think for ourselves.’ He shared that he comes from an Islamic background and he is very much convinced that it is important to think for yourself. He is ready to hear about a different faith. He and his friend ca
Hey you! Welcome to my blog. This blog is a place where I will share about my encounters with people, or just silly stories of my day to day life and some echoes of my mind and heart. Since my memory is very poorly, I want to use this blog as a place to keep memories alive. I meet so many people and I love to hear their stories. I want to put short stories down on 'paper'. Because every meeting is a moment of learning. Learning to listen, to ask questions, to connect, to self reflect, to step out of your comfortzone. I'm realising more and more that the older I get, the more I have to learn. You will often find me on my bike. If I'm not singing, listening to a podcast or just suffering to get myself up the hill, you might see (if you could unfold the outside) a thought leading to a bigger thought, leading to a renewed insight. Or just a silly thought. I'm not a big thinker, but I do think a lot. And I enjoy the process of thinking. Learning the practice of sil