Can I be with you?

Claudia de Breij wrote a beautiful song some years ago ..

Can I be with you?

when the war comes

And if I have to take shelter

May I be with you?

When there is a club I don’t belong to

Can I join you?

.. A hug.. never thought I was going to miss that. With today’s measures, many people have to miss it, especially when they are alone. We need it. It can feel like comfort, warmth, encouragement, security and understanding.

Sometimes words fall short and an embrace can fill in those words. When I closed my heart at the age of 14, I no longer wanted hugs. I had suffered damage, I kept my distance with words. Big mouth, small heart. Protecting that little heart with hand and tooth. Barbed wire stretched around me, don’t come to close…so hurt by life.

In 2017 we leave with a group of women to Romania. What a warm people. Everywhere we come we receive a hug. Spontaneously my heart opened for these people and I changed from a distanced person to someone who can give and receive a hug .. At home I try to continue but I still fall back into the old pattern.

Every person is happy with a hug

What struck me was when I heard it has to do with acceptance. When we don’t get hugs, it can feel that we are not accepted. In the message of Luke it is written that the disciples of Jesus did not want the children to be brought to Him. Parents wanted to have their children blessed. “No, .. get away from Jesus .. he really has no time for that”!

they would say but look what happened ..

Mark 10: 13-16 People tried to bring children to Him [Jesus] to be touched and blessed by him, but the disciples rebuked them. When Jesus saw that, he was excited and said to them, “Let the children come to me, do not stop them, for the kingdom of God belongs to who is like them. I assure you, whoever is not open to the kingdom of God as a child will certainly not enter it.” He took the children in his arms and blessed them by laying His hands on them.

Wow! He not only blessed them, He takes them in His arms! Jesus does not say … be taught well, make sure you know everything, be the best, but He says … become like a child .. I will cherish, protect and take that child (you) in my arms .. When you feel alone, left by everyone .. lack of contact .. Know that Jesus wants to embrace you .. and you can ask .. Lord Jesus may I be with you ..

Be you – tiful

The following tekst is written on my shirt: be you – tiful.

I am thinking over and over this tekst on my shirt : BE YOU

At the age of six or seven years old I came home and told my mother a story. She said: now you are talking just like your friend, now just talk! I had no idea what she meant. I thought that I told her just a story and then she said, just talk….

Or on another moment when I was 18 years old and I visited my sister in law from Zeeland, again my mother said ; you talk like a Zeeuw , that is, you speak with the dialect of someone from the province Zeeland…..

I always wanted to be like someone else, another person instead of who I was. For example; someone that could sing beautifully or that smart woman that said such good things. Or like that person with such striking beautiful hair …. And my character is not as soft as hers….

I took over some pieces of other people

“Be yourself” is what you hear over and over, a message that I thought was so shallow. It seemed so selfcentered. But God made everyone unique, each one his or her very own character, and unique face too. Everyone is made special and unique by the Creator.

For You created my inmost being: you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made, Your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

My frame was not hidden from You when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depts of the earth.

Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be! How precious to me are Your thoughts God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand, when I awake, I am still with You

Psalm 139 : 13-18

I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made…..pfff…. to say this is quite a thing for me.. everything You do is miraculous, Your works are wonderful, i know that full wel…. amazing!…..If I could believe it I would not have to compare myself with others. Than I would be loved completely.

Accepted, and being capable of cheering others that God also made wonderfully and fearfully. Being able to realize how great the works of God are, we people woven and formed by the Creator.

Lord, help me to be me! To be more like You meant me to be. To be thankfull that You knew me and saw me before I had any form. That all of me was already written in Your book. Learn me to see other people like You made them wonderfull too! Woven by You, Amen.