@brittarnhild
I was out on the road before dawn, leaving the deanery behind, heading south, heading home. Light came slowly as I drove. I was alone in the car and had to consentrate on the icy roads, but again and again I was distracted by the pure beauty which manifested itself all around me.
Several times I stopped the car and let the pure beauty unfold before me. "This must be what the world looked like on its seventh day" I told myself. "When God looked at his creation and saw that it was good"
I had been there for a long time when a serpent came creeping. I started to feel my cold feet, my thirst, my hunger, my tiredness after too many too long work days. "Beauty, all right" I told myself, "but there are car accidents on these slippery roads, people are freezing, my cousin is dying of cancer, my friend is grieving after her daughter´s suicide, the people in The Philippines and in Syria are suffering....."
It was like the beauty around me faded.
"Why, God?"
"Where are you God?"
I continued driving, questions whirling in my head, in my heart.
After a while I could hear the voice of the old pastor from my youth, the words he gave me when I struggled with these questions:
"God doesn´t want everything which happens, but he can always do something with it". The voice continued, now it was a friend talking: "If you sometimes miss God´s hand over your life, never ever forget that his other hand is always under you, carrying you"
I drove on, my tears running freely.
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All photos are from yesterday´s drive from Otterøya, Namsos, to Trondheim and The House in the Woods
