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That's what it means to have Jesus in your heart

Today we had the last training with our bullyproof group. It has been a great term and we have seen some of the kids grow tremendously in confidence and prowess.

We had the pleasure of grading four students (which means that we put a black stripe on their white belts to signify progress.) Both Anja and Angelina got their first stripe.

After the grading we had a short elephant rumble (which is a playful sumo wrestling challenge) in which all the students participated. There where wins, cheers, losses and tears.

As we where changing clothes later Anja said:

At first I got sad when I lost but then my heart said “come on, you can do it”. She looks at me and says, no it wasn’t my heart it was Jesus. He said “come on, you can do it”, and I did! that’s what it means to have Jesus in your heart.

Starting Bullyproof


So last week I started training Gracie Jiu-jitsu with my girls. Anja is four and Angelina is six years old (Angelina has been cheating by doing a term of Judo first).

I signed the girls up at Graciekids and started with the first free sample lesson from the gracie games (crazy horse) and the girls loved it. And after listening to the parent preparation course I am sold on this system.

The gracie brothers contend that if you play the gracie games with your kids, and if you expect nothing but praise everything, then your kids will fall in love with jiu-jitsu. So after having done just two sessions, one with crazy horse and then introducing them to spider kid, they are completely hooked. The girls are asking now every day. Dad…. can we play jiu-jitsu? So they are loving it! Me, oh, I am loving it too! First of all I love Jiu-Jitsu, second of all, I love that the girls wanna play a game that I like. But it doesn’t end there…

Here comes my secret, I am learning so much about jiu-jitsu playing these games. That’s right I am LEARNING Gracie Jiu-Jitsu by playing games with my kids. It doesn’t get better than this.

A day on the beach

Angelina flying a kiteToday we went to Brighton. It was a day out with Southwark corps and after a bit of confusion regarding buses (and no trains running out of Denmark Hill) we ended up taking the train from Victoria to Brighton.

Brighton pier was just beautiful and alltough it was rather cold and really windy it was nice to spend a day on the beach with food and friends.

Angelina and Anja went on the merry-go-round and truly enjoyed a day out in the fresh sea air. We also got to walk around Brighton and see something very different than London for once.We also managed to fit in a visit to Wesley Owens.

All in all it was a brilliant day out and we all loved it.

A good day!

Today has been a good day. I started out early going to Saint Michaels. We spent seven hours doing talks on the Salvation army and chatting with the kids at the school. It was great. One of my favourite moments was when one of the boys after a really serious discussion on gang violence and gang culture asked “Do you watch Spungebob squarepants?” Naturally many serious questions was asked as well and we talked alot about Jesus and the transforming power of God.

Breakdancers at Elephant & CastleAngelina and Anja couldn’t wait to tell me about their day when I came back, they had been to the London aquarium and they had seen sharks, fishes and crabs (snap, snap).
After a good dinner and trying to have a short nap on the couch (it is hard to sleep with two wild girls bouncing on your head) I went back for a prayer evening at Southwark. On my way back I saw some break dancers doing their thing at the Elephant & Castle. I was struck with the grace and speed these dancers was moving. They where just a bunch of friends hanging out doing incredible stunts with their bodies, not showing off but truly enjoying what their bodies where capable of. For me it was awesome testament of God’s marvellous creation. I wish that every Christian could enjoy worship in the same way on a Sunday morning.


First things first.. An appology to all of those of you who are waiting for me to respond to emails facebook requests etc… I am still not fully connected, wich means that I acan steal a few minutes every few days to actually sit at a machine connected to the Internet.

We have started College! It is a different world in so many sensed that both Hanna and I are overwhelmed with the cultural change as well as the transition in lifestyle and vocation. For Hanna it means no longer being a full time stay at home mother, for me it means no longer being in charge of a full time ministry.

Our welcome weekend was powerful and though the meetings where long and sometimes a bit to traditional for our taste the Holy Spirit was there powerfully and both friends and family where touched by the spirit and took steps forward in their spiritual lifes (keep a close eye on Graeme and Zoes blogs) . At the Saturday night meeting the Spirit came down powerfully as we sang “In the potters hands” and I could feel the gravity of the step we have taken.

Angelina and Anja have had their first encounters with nursery (They love it) and their first colds. Anja is repeating every word we say and will no doubt be talking really soon.

We had our first classes and handed in our first thological essay, haven’t gotten it back yet so I can’t say how it went we where all (the whole session with a few exceptions) pretty shook up by the experience though. The lectures vary greatly in level, depth and pace so it has been hard to get a sense of what the studies wil be like. The tutors keep reminding us of how high the level is at times and then reassure us that we will have no problems handling it at other times adding to the confusion.

We have with OT (Genesis & Flood) and NT this week and it is hard work to keep your ead screwed on tight when we start withBible critical analysis where parts of the faith you have taken for granted is pulled out from unerneath you in every other sentence of the tutor.

Last night we had the first SSG/WSD session with 15 people attending, it was a good class where we covered basic unarmed posta and did a few of the WSD abracare drills. It seems most of the participants enjoyed it but I guess we will find out for sure next week when we see who will come back for more. For me personally it was great to hold the training just to hold on to a little bit of the BC1 Patrik.

It seems though that we are forever cursed when it comes to technology, the moving company broke two computers in the move, my lap top (bought especially for these two years) broke before we left and now after four tries to fix it the computer store has given up and offer us a replacement machine for the meager price of £200 which we don’t have. As well as this our TV-Receiver also bought just for our time here broke so we have no TV and no Internet. Officially cut of from the real world.

It is a surreal world here and my brother Hampus, if he ever comes and visits (hint, hint) will notice that it just like our apartment in Riga will be like stepping through the closet to Narnia, so great is the difference between the campus and the surrounding world.

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T minus 8 days and counting

Today we went shopping in the morning and bought a DivX enabled DVD player for our room here in Croatia. We decided to take it easy today and not go to the beach. So we stayed in the house in the afternoon. I got some time in on the training cycle and we got some rest.

Angelina, who has a hard time learning how rough she can play with her sister, managed to run into Anja full speed knocking her head in the balcony railing and chipping one of Anjas front teeth. Now Anjas million dollar smile has become a million dollar smile with character.

It strikes me how frail we are, i spend ten minutes playing with daggers with a friend and now one month later, I still can’t walk down a flight of stairs. Angelina and Anja spend a minute on the balcony and now Anja has a chipped tooth for the next six years. It takes so little. It is such a miracle that I am still in one piece that we all are. Praise God for all the near misses and all the bullets I have dodged throughout my childhood and teenage years.

College? What’s that?

T minus 9 days and counting

Croatia is showing her best side with sunshine and warm water, and today it cooled of a little so it was not to hot.

Angelina and Anja are enjoying the incredible freedom of the beach and the sea, Angelina has turned into a fish and she wont get out of the water until she is blue and shaking uncontrollably. Anja is more cautious, but spurred on by Angelinas adventures. Today Anja waded out into waist deep water.

I spent 45 minutes on the training bike and thus got my daily torture, but at least now I am not paying for the daily pain.

College? really? Is that where we are going? I haven’t thought about it.

T minus 10 days and counting…

Oh dear, What a ride. We had a lil farewell gathering at our empty apartment the last evening we had a picknick on the empty living room floor and had general fellowship. Our friends had made a goodbye gift in form of an album with images from our entire stay in Latvia and it was such a bitter sweet sensation looking at all those images and receiving such a valuable gift. We are indeed fortunate to have been loved so much in Latvia.

That night we spent all awake because Anja decided to hold a vigil over her last night in Latvia then we left for the airposrt at 5 am and headed to Oslo where we spent 6 hours at the airport…

We arrived in Croatia  late and stepped out in the 30 degree warm night only to get stuck in a long caravan of cars all leaving the airport and trying to negotiate their way through the Croatian coastal roads.

We made it home and crashed (Angelina in her new room) and to our relief both Girls slept like rocks all the way until 07:00.

The next morning both Anja and Angelina terribly exited about their surrounding and enjoying the freedom of a house to run around in. The Afternoon we spent at the beach, Angelina ran around in the shallows near the beach while Anja was not so sure about the sea and seemed to resent the waves. I retreated to café Baywatch (the café on the beach  5 meters from the water 2 minutes walk from our house) and enjoyed the best Latté I have had in a long time.

Intellectually I know that we are on the way to college, but sitting here enveloped by the velvet darkness of the Croatian night looking out over the Bay of Okrug Gornij feeling the warm tradewind blow gently in my face, it is hard to imagine that we are indeed in the middle of a move that wll change our lives forever.

The dedication of Anja

At the sunday meeting of our SSG & WSD camp we had Anjas dedication service held by Captain Artūrs Baltacis.

It was a beautiful ceremony where we where all dressed in the medieval clothes appropriate for the event and with the Salvation Army Flag held high to tie the ceremony into the “Real world”.

Colin Hatcher was named Anjas Godfather (This was the reason for holding the dedication service there) and We all agreed that we would all do our best to raise Anja with Christian values and teach her the ways of chivalry.

All in all it was a beautiful day and I will remember it with joy in my heart.

A little break….

We found a good price for tickets to go to Oslo which is only two and a half hours drive from where my grandparents (now my mothers) summer place. So we took a time out and escaped to the swedish archipelago.

PICT2394It started out with a two hour flight to Oslo then a three hour wait. two hours bus to Tanums hede and a 40 minutes ride to Hamburgsund where Mom picked us up at the ferry. Exhausted we crashed into bed (after putting together the crib and baby chair from IKEA)
PICT2417Midsummers eve started in rain, rain and more rain. It is the first time I have been there on Midsummers and it actually rained the whole time. The dance was cancelled and we resorted to eating our Sill and Strawberry cake inside. I introduced the familly to Frets On Fire and it was a great success on a rainy day. On the second day the rain held up and somebody arranged a day after dance with a makeshift mini Dancing around the may polemaypole and tradition was restored. Silly dances where danced and the kids (or rather everyone feeling young at heart) got their candybags. On the third day we where blessed with brilliant sunshine so both Anja and Angelina could explore outside.

The highlight of the trip for me and possibly Angelina was climbing to the highest top of the island and looking out over the magnificent view, archipelago, ocean, tiny cars and cows far away just standing at the top of the world looking out. Once down me and my brothers where exhausted and out of breath Angelina said “top! Lets GO!” and pulled my hand to take her up again.

Top of the world

Now we are home again for two days washing and repacking to go to the Salvation Army congress next weekend. We did a little maths and realized that on this next trip Angelina will have flown over 20 airplane rides and she is only three!

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