You’re born a certain way, because it’s the way your community is, because it’s how your parents are, because it’s written. Few are those who dare to change, even fewer are those who dare to actually BE that thing they are.

Some things are taken for granted, others are never understood, but during the last week i understood, and i will never take that for granted. And tangled lives may we lead but into each other, never apart, till i cannot distinguish between being and being with you Lord.

6 days, in a man made environment, that would otherwise never exist outside of those gates, where it’s simply simple. Where people are somehow like you, but different. The question is can you maintain that? What you called life for those 6 days, eating, drinking, sleeping, waking all to one thing. One thing in different images, different clothes, different conversations, but it’s all one thing.

It was easy to be defensive, it usually is, it was easy to be offensive, but letting go, opening up, giving in, considering, letting that tear lead the way for another to follow, and another, and another, becoming a never ending flow of salty water, that tastes so sweet, that was hard.

We’d wear our crosses around our necks, we’d tattoo them on our arms, on our shoulders, the bigger the better, we are proud of Him, when we do good things we say it’s because of Him, that this is how Christians are. The same people also make up our their standards, create their own universe where they get to say what’s wrong and what’s right, explaining themselves by saying that God is fair, that He is above all those small petty things we do daily. How much pride do we have in ourselves, thinking that He even thinks the same way we do! How much pride do we have in ourselves, thinking that He would say something and not really mean it!

When you take yourself away from all the fakeness and wrongfulness of this world your eyes automatically open up. You really see things not for what they are, but for their beauty, for their meaning. This earth, the universe, the stars, humans, the human body, the brain, movement, silence, words, everything absolutely everything has many other meanings now. One God created this large, gigantic, enormous, unbelievably big universe and every tiny thing in it, down to the tiniest cell in my tiny body in this tiny house in this tiny country on this tiny continent, planet and galaxy. He breathed life into me because I, Dina, am important. I am the most important thing in this life, he created all of this for me.


” Then God said, “Let us make man in our image, in our likeness, and let them rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air, over the livestock, over all the earth, and over all the creatures that move along the ground.” So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them. God blessed them and said to them, “Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature that moves on the ground.” Then God said, “I give you every seed-bearing plant on the face of the whole earth and every tree that has fruit with seed in it. They will be yours for food. And to all the beasts of the earth and all the birds of the air and all the creatures that move on the ground–everything that has the breath of life in it–I give every green plant for food.” And it was so. God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning–the sixth day. ” (Genesis 1:26-31)

He created all things for me and you, to rule over, but nowhere was it ever written that He created us to rule over Him. Christians see it as a privilege that they were born that way, Muslims see it as a privilege that they were born that way but few are those who see things for what they are, few are those who give in to God, who depend on Him, who allow God in, who give Jesus their hand to walk by their side and have Him there to lean on in times of trouble.

During those 6 days I simply saw Jesus in everything, in the people around me, in the written word, in the sung word, in actions, in mother earth, in my own self. And how easy it is to see Him and close our eyes or look somewhere else, and how hard it is to accept Him as a savior. The first step is taken, and it only gets harder now, I have to make that first step of acceptance every day till it becomes a habit, till it’s the only thing I can do, till I can say that now I have faith that He really thinks of me as an eternal child of His, to care for and look after not only now no, but later, when It’s time for me to either reside for all time in His presence or away from Him.

I think about it logically and it adds up, I let it take over emotionally and I drown in my tears for I know I was lost. He has never asked for a lot, He lived amongst us, died on the cross – for us – , and only asked for one thing, that we let Him enter our lives and keep Him there, what friend has ever done that, what family has ever done that? What has God done for YOU? And what have you done for HIM?