I woke up right at sunrise–my sunrise over the east fjord hills/small mountains.(When does a hill become a mountain?). I can see the point of the sunrise creeping north over time, marked by the topography of the hills.
Anya wasn’t feeling well, so I left her home and took the bus to church. It was a beautiful day with glorious sunshine. I’m reading along the way, sometimes having to put my sunglasses on to read–even in the bus–as the sun shines through the window.
The service today including sharing about a new educational mission project in Sierra Leone. They were able to start school again this past Tuesday, as schools have been cancelled due to the ebola crisis. Still, my prayers continue for this country, with Libera and Guinea, as the losses surpass 10,600 lives (an underestimate).
Another life was lost. A beloved woman from the Stavanger International Church died from cancer this past week. I only knew her through the faithful prayers for her. She was a beautiful Asian, who sang with the worship team. It was amazing to see a community grieve together while holding on to the promise of the resurrection. I’ve never experienced such shared time during Sunday morning. There are things about this church that are not polished and smooth, but there is an amazing care and support for people from all around the world, including Anya and me.
I walked through Old Stavanger to the bus stand in a beautiful area. I took a picture of my favorite statue in Stavanger.
I think it has the most interesting composition. The inscription is pretty cool too.
I returned home for a nice nap, some break times outside in the sun, and a bit more work on the dissertation writing.
After dinner, we worked on some travel plans.
The sun stays up later, so we’re getting ready for bed while it is still light. My phone alarm usually surprises me how late it is. But off to sleep now.
With blessings,
Beth
Ooooh I love that statue’s dedication! So generous to share their people to help build a new community elsewhere.