Oslo2. The Saturday-experience.

I have now been to Oslo two times in 10 days, and on Tuesday I am going there again, this time to help my uncle move some stuff.

But, yesterday, being as spontanous as I can be, I decided Thursday that I was gonna join going to the house-fellowship-YWAM-meeting at Joakim Magnus' place, at Holmenkollen, Oslo.

So yesterday we went, Jan-Erik, Nils-Andreas, Kobus from South Africa (The Grimerud DTS' speaker this week) and me.

First, we met as a former-YWAMers-now-students-group, me feeling in between somewhere, being half-YWAMer now, becoming a student soon, being a teacher now, but becoming a YWAM-student when I do become a student...

The first thing coming into Joakim's place, I met Brittern, and then later on, Lyndee and Kjersti came, plus Anette, Tuva, Karianne, Joakim (of course) as well as people I met at Slingshot this summer, for instance Gunnhild.
(If I left someone out, or someone's blog-adresses, let me know. What I write here can easily be edited.)

We had a good time of worshipping Jesus, and then hearing from Kobus tell stories from his life in Africa serving God. (I know Africa is generalizing, but for a man travelling all over Africa, almost all the time, you need to use a general term). He urged us to not go away from the calling God has on each of our lives, and to remember that the blessing we have been given, is not ours to keep. (Psalm 67)

As I sat there on the floor in a big living room, I felt like this was how church was meant to be, worshipping together, hearing from God together, looking each other in the eyes while listening, eating together, praying for and blessing each other, asking for God to lead us in our daily walk, focusing on the lost. Not just trying to make up all kinds of good ways to waste time while staring into the back of someones heads.
I really lived yesterday.