Every day last year was a first. An exclusive. The sole September 6th I would spend living in the Land of the Deutsch. The only December 1st, April 13th, May 20th, I would spend in residence in the foreign land called Bayreuth, Germany.
Every day was an adventure.
And it was easy to recognize. Because, well, I was living in Europe. An American mom finding my way through a foreign culture filled with tiny refrigerators, screen-less windows and cashiers who cared nothing for the speed at which I could bag my own groceries, as long as I got them out of her way.
But last year is over, and we are now back home. Back to life inside the comfortable.
Where I know how to do groceries and banks and post offices. I have no problem answering simple questions from strangers on any given topic. (Where is Chipotle? or Do you know what time it is?)
And it’s easy to forget my life is still an adventure. Because it feels a little less than when I wake up to boxes that (still!) await my motivation to unpack them. Every day seems a bit too normal to feel like adventure.
As I wrote through the journey of our year in Germany, I often wondered what might happen when it led us back to Ohio. Would I still have stuff to write? Would you still want to read it? Would it still feel fresh and interesting and new every time you visited this cyber land place that bears my name?
Deep down, I knew the answer. Because I started this blog long before we ventured into the land of unknown on the other side of the world. I wrote here for years before the everyday held something so new it had the potential of breaking me into pieces.
It’s all a journey, isn’t it? Every. day.
and. then. some. more.
But sometimes the living feels less than more. (Man, I hope that makes sense.)
The truth is sometimes the wake-up in the morning is all it takes to feel alive and find the more that Jesus promised when He said He came so I could really live.
Then other days, it just feels like survival. Many days, in fact, the living and the more He promised looks like a bit of a farce. And it’s tempting to watch other people who seem to have grasped the adventure He promised and settle on living vicariously through them.
That’s why I prayed for you every morning when I walked that Richard-Wagner Strasse after dropping off my kids at that Germany Montessori Schule. I prayed that as you read about my crazy mishaps and hilarious mis-speaks you wouldn’t settle for the idea that I’m the lucky one who gets to actually live.
I asked God to show you the more even as you drove your kids to school each morning. As you dodged cars in the Walmart parking lot while pushing your 300-pound shopping cart with the wobbly wheels that face four different directions.
And I asked Him to show me how to find the more even after I got home to Ohio.
So here I am, exactly three months after landing on this side of the Atlantic, looking for adventure of a different sort. And asking you to join in.
It’s taken on a different flavor than the one that smelled like bratwurst and beer and apple strudel. And lots of bike rides and walking and German-speaking bus-drivers.
But it’s still the flavor of living more. Still the finding and the wanting to know Jesus so well that we can’t help but chase Him hard into whatever He leads us into.
Finding the more. In Jesus.
And here’s how you can join in…
Join in the discussion right here or on the facebook page. Let’s help each other find the more and better life Jesus promised by talking about it when we catch glimpses.
What’s the more Jesus showed you today?
What adventure has He led you into? What’s He showing you about Himself that has you floored? Confused? Amazed? Enamored?
Maybe it’s in the form of holding a barf-bowl for your 9-year-old. Or remembering the way your dad always pointed you to Jesus.
Maybe it looks like quiet morning coffee alone on the back porch. Or a 15-hour drive to a friend’s lake house in Montana.
Maybe it’s in tears shared with a friend whose husband just left her with three kids and a hamster.
I do not know what it looks like for you. But I do know this:
Jesus promised more and better life when we follow Him. And I believe Him.
So I’m gonna’ search until I find that more and better. And I could really use some company. Because sometimes the search gets hard and dark. And I’m going to need reminding sometimes about the promise and the chasing and the finding.
How about it? Will you join me? Here are 5 quick ways you can help find the more Jesus promised…
1. Ask God to show it to you. Then commit to looking.
2. Join the discussion here by leaving a comment or sending me an email.
3. Come over to my facebook community page and talk about it over there.
4. Tweet it or Instagram it and us the hashtag #moreinJesus.
Let’s search for more in Jesus. Together. I know we will find it. He promised.