Tiidrek got to Olympics

Yeeha. Tiidrek got to Olympics!

I remember you brother when you came to Tartu and the first thing you did was finding a church and homegroup. Let the wind be under your wings in Peking!

Btw, our yellowest newspaper has also written how Tiidrek preaches in Kolgata church.

Again one new being! (Nora Hamer)

How would it feel, to be in a 50+ persons skin and see 4 new grandchildren a year? In my opinion it is healthy, fruitful and sign of a blessing. New apple fell to my sisters family, this time the child was named Nora Hamer (first girl who they have!)

And here is a picture where most of my sisters-brothers children are on. Well, if you care enough to get interested where Wilma belongs. And by the way, if you didn´t know, our families oldest, brother Peep and his wife... are waiting to have another child. Arrival is next Januar!
Come, and birth as well!

Please say please

You can not get it, because you don't pray. Do you recon that saying?

Or then... say the magic word! Say "please"... this is more like it, what we time-to-time use. Mostly on the children.

I happened to read today a story about a boy with an unclean spirit (epileptic). Once a upon a time one boy was really sick. He fell during his pains, foam came out of his mouth, he grind his teeth and in the end became rigid. Not only his father, but neighbors were worried about him.

They called A-team who happened to be nearby. Jesus and his disciples. But it didn't work. Boy remained sick, and people went to tell the bad news to Jesus. "I asked your disciples to cast it (sicknesses spirit) out, but they could not do so," someone blamed.

Then the story took another curve, Jesus came into action. And it is so astonishingly different how he saw! I made one small comparison.

1. People brought boy to disciples.
Jesus said "Bring him to me."

2. Someone said to Jesus that disciples failed.
Jesus said "You faithless generation!"

3. Boys father asked: if you are able to heal."
Jesus asked: "If you are able to believe, all things can be done!"

4. Boys father prayed to Jesus: "Help my unbelief!"
Jesus ordered the unclean spirit: "I command, come out, never enter!"

5. The disciples asked, where was their healing.
Jesus asked, where was the prayer.

So where, in whose mouth was the prayer left?

If i could live again

This is how I feel my life is right now.

Watch out, evil friend

As the car-key-saga continues, today I walked 5 km to work. It was a beautiful morning and I got to discuss a lot with God (to fellow pedestrians a scizofrenic thing to do, I'm sure)... but in a same time, I met some evil friends aswell.

I walk by a fence and suddenly! "Wov, Wov, Wov!" I jump, turn my head, and feel cold sweat beneath my backpack.

And there's another fence. I hear a cracking sound and a hairy head jumps up 1.5 m and starts the same: "Wov. Wov! Wov!!!" And there's the sign: "Evil".

Especially unattractive! It has been said that dogs are our best friends. But in our capitalistic society there is an individualistic germ that difines these friends as evil. Nowadays people don't plant flowers in their gardens, but put there out some animals with teeth.

And finally they put a sign that says: watch out! Or then more simply and laconically: here's someone evil. Why?

Well, yes, as the Bible teaches, does wordly riches put people to be scared of each other. But in the same time as I look at these signs and hear the barking, I don't even want to go inside. Not even to walk to work. Oh, dear citizens - think more about how to open your homes than how to warn us. It will be a much greater challenge, Im sure.

We have more than 100 000 citizens in Tartu. Think, if we would take the challenge, what kind of people we could meet in stead of greeting-barking!

Gossip

I'm not language-expert, but even I have times when I push my teeth together and try not to speak. Its because I have an allergy towards gossip.

Probably I do so because of my background. My parents confronted even our guests if any of them tried to poison someone behind their backs.

By the way, it would be interesting to know what people would talk about you? What makes them confused, scared, hot-tempered or eats their guts?

I believe that actually everyone knows that this type of talking is not beautiful. But according to my observations, more talkative you are and more language-centered is the culture, bigger the chance is that someone is talking about us. It is actually pretty scary to think what people can do when they are behind each other backs!

It is also understandable why gossiping is such a temptation... this is almost like a therapy or tender healing for your wounds! Sharing the heart. And if your partner in discussion is also nodding, then its like social drinking. But as it is with alco, so is with gossip... this nice smooth feeling dissolves in the air and you need to take another drink to make your head hurt less...

Gossip heals nobody.

But what if there are exceptions? Righteous back-talks. And as we know, we need to discuss about life and things that happen around us? And isn't it so that even parents need to discuss in their bedroom about the growth of their children.

I'm not sure if everyone is our children.
And by any chance, it can be true: what if we are the children of others?

Small things

Big things are big topic. I have heard that big cars are cool, big thoughts are deep. Big muscles are nice, and big tits are attractive. Big portions are "megas" and big shops " hypers".

But it seems to me, that things that matter are small. Most of the stuff in our lives are small.

And these are the small things that make our days. Good days and bad days.

I lost my carkeys today. With that I lost also at least 3 working-hours and lunchtime. I got stress-sleep, bad temper and many pointless thoughts.

Size still matters. Especially if the thing is small, but big for you.

Good-deed pay

When there are wedding or any other big events (i.e. this week 3 of a kind), then you start noticing technical-persons. Not because they would make so many mistakes, but because they serve themselves into pieces.

They arrive with machines earlier than others. They pull their wires into one place to another. They check their sounds and run the program. They are hands of MCs. And at last, when whole party is over, and everything is set back into boxes...

...then last people to leave the area are they. Silently taking sweat away from their forehead.

In a same time, every techical-man has his own world as well. And it doesn´t always matter that he can do so many good deeds. It seems to me, that his good deed can become more like crimes.

When family calls him, asking "where are you so long." Who are you helping this time?

Or if that technical-person has friends in action with him. Then this is actually cruel crime. Then there it doesnt matter that someones owes to him, because he will be owing triple as much to his many close people. And in the end run, he isn´t good-deed person at all.

Doctor and campleader

We have speedy times right now. But its fun, because as one rather-cool guy says in a video: "we have pickle season now" (meaning - summertime is slow-no-time). For me, fortunately its not true. I'm at camp with Jõgeva youth.

This is also a reason why we are separate with Greta (again). Well, its makes our time special as well - because it makes me focus more on our conversations.

But the cool thing is: she got into the doctor-specialisation ("residentuur"). 6 years in university + 1 year with child is now moving on... it it rather probable that Greta will start with this coming fall putting her fingers into estonian ear-nose-throats!

In a same time, I'm standing by camp flags. We are having with GoingUp 5 camps, I will be part of 2 more. As you can see, heres also the photo for curious ones. Who has more interest about this Jõgeva Camp can read it from Dave Blacks blog. He is teamleader from states-side.