Let the wind blow

The wind blowing over a Dutch beach. (I believe it's Schiermonnikoog, but I could be wrong).
I've had a few people asking me to write some more about my experiences in Minnesota. And I'm very sorry I haven't been able to communicatie all that. It has been too much, really... I've been thinking about a way to communicate it... and I can only think of this picture.
Do you know that feeling;
a storm surrounding you, yet it feels you're not a part of it;
the wind is blowing, and you're standing in the midst of the storm...
...silent.
That's kind of how I'm feeling lately.
Lot's of things are happening,
many people are expecting God to DO great things in this country, DOING things...
and I don't seem to go anywhere, not even getting exited.
It doesn't feel like some devine kind of peace...
...just like a lot of things are happening... and I've learned so much in Minnesota -
many thoughts and "could haves - should haves - would haves" run through my mind -
and I become more silent.
It feels like I'm re thinking what It is that I'm living for. Am I really living for God, or for the money, myself, recognition. Am I really driven by His love in my daily life, or by (churchly) strivings, fears and spiritual appearances.
It blows me away and makes me stand silent at the same time.
picture from www.jeppehoman.nl