Norway....
Norway was beautiful...
I was in Norway last weekend with other Salvation Army Training staff to look at and to explore the issues facing TSA as it trains people for leadership.
There is a beauty in sharing ideas and frustrations; a beauty in working and laughing with old friends; a beauty in making great new friends, that I am really looking forward to meeting again.
We spent time in Olso, and where-ever you looked there was beauty. The beauty in the face of an African Training Principal having thrown his first snowball, the beauty of sculptured art with the backdrop of a sinking sun. The terrifying beauty of standing at the top of the Holmenkollen ski jump, the beauty of trade justice in action within The Salvation Army 'Sally Ann' Fair Trade shop.
However it was the real beauty in the face of the woman who runs the Street Hospital in Oslo, that I wont forget. A refuge for those that the regular hospitals would rather refer. Her eyes shone with the beauty of someone living out the kingdom in a natural and irresistible way. Her eyes shone with the beauty of someone who knew mission as a daily reality not a mere theology to tickle the ears. This was a truly beautiful woman.
You can't knock a sunrise over a fiord! Particularly when you watch it listening to a songwriter trying to capture in song the real beauty that is found in seeing yourself through the eyes of God.
Norway was beautiful.
I was in Norway last weekend with other Salvation Army Training staff to look at and to explore the issues facing TSA as it trains people for leadership.
There is a beauty in sharing ideas and frustrations; a beauty in working and laughing with old friends; a beauty in making great new friends, that I am really looking forward to meeting again.
We spent time in Olso, and where-ever you looked there was beauty. The beauty in the face of an African Training Principal having thrown his first snowball, the beauty of sculptured art with the backdrop of a sinking sun. The terrifying beauty of standing at the top of the Holmenkollen ski jump, the beauty of trade justice in action within The Salvation Army 'Sally Ann' Fair Trade shop.
However it was the real beauty in the face of the woman who runs the Street Hospital in Oslo, that I wont forget. A refuge for those that the regular hospitals would rather refer. Her eyes shone with the beauty of someone living out the kingdom in a natural and irresistible way. Her eyes shone with the beauty of someone who knew mission as a daily reality not a mere theology to tickle the ears. This was a truly beautiful woman.
You can't knock a sunrise over a fiord! Particularly when you watch it listening to a songwriter trying to capture in song the real beauty that is found in seeing yourself through the eyes of God.
Norway was beautiful.
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