But it's not only sweat and tears, of course. There have been plenty of joyful moments, too. For example, on Thursday evening we were all invited to our principal's house for a dinner and it was so good to connect with people over home-cooked food (we're starting to get a bit tired of the constant consummation of the Dutch bread and cheese) outside the school. Or just today over the supper I had the most exciting conversation with C. from Alabama who wants to write on narrative preaching as we realised we both loved Fred Craddock to bits (he said if he's ever to get a stained glass window in his church he will have a big Jesus and a tiny F. C. on it, lol!). Just like a shared sorrow, shared love can also unite people in a beautiful way.
And M. was so kind to take me on a tour in Amsterdam today. It had been a long while since I last saw her and much has happened in our lives since that time so I think we both enjoyed reconnecting, sharing our lives and having a good Sabbath walk around this beautiful city. Hopefully it won't be the last time for us to get together. God willing.
But as soon as the Sabbath ends, the work starts again. We've been given a whole pile of 'light' weekend reading. N. Murphy and deconstruction of postmodernity. Sigh.
|With M. Sweet reunion.|
|Meeting Mr Spurgeon in the library.|