Month: November 2022

  • Forkynn sanninga – utan å fordømma!

    Det er kamp om sanninga på alle plan i samfunnet vårt i dag. Det eldgamle spørsmålet som Pilatus stilte blir stilt av mange i vår tid: Kva er sanning? Den postmoderne filosofien avviser at det finst ei absolutt sanning. «Det som er sant for deg, treng ikkje vera sant for meg» blir det sagt. Alt er relativt, det finst ingen faste haldepunkt i livet lenger. Vi blir til og med fortalt at vi ikkje kan stola på den fysiske kroppen vår ein gong. Jamvel om kvar celle i kroppen er ei mannecelle og kroppen ser ut som ein mann, så er det ikkje sikkert at du er ein mann likevel, for du kan vera født i feil kropp, blir det hevda.

    Det er tid til å snakka sant om livet. Barn og unge blir fora med så mange løgner, både på skulen og i media, at det er på tide å ta til motmæle og forkynna sanninga. Jesus sa, då han bad for læresveinane: «Helga dei i i sanninga, ditt ord er sanning.» Bibelen er Guds ord og Jesus er Ordet som vart menneske og tok bustad mellom oss. Han var full av nåde og sanning, og han sa: «Eg er vegen, sanninga og livet. Ingen kjem til Far utan gjennom meg.»

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  • Savika’s mission trip

    Sunday, 23rd October 2022, early in the morning we woke up because we had a long way to travel. Right at 6 am we all got out of the house and rode the vehicle which was taking us up to Manari Bazaar.

    The cold breeze was softly blowing through the windows of the vehicle, while we were warm inside. As we travelled, we also saw the sun rise and the mountains reflecting the light of the sun. The sight was beautiful. We travelled through highways to bumpy and rocky roads to nice roads. We finally reached Manari around 11 am.

    We got out and unloaded all the bags from the vehicle. Then we went to a hotel to have lunch. We ate warm rice, lentils, meat, and pickles. After we had eaten, we waited a while till the vehicle to Aambari came to pick us up. The vehicle finally came but only one vehicle came and there were 14 of us. The vehicle only could fit half of us but was insisting it could take all of us but only 10 of us were going there.

    Funny thing is that Devendra uncle was not happy that it was taking a lot of people and it would be uncomfortable, but his bag was the first to be put on the vehicle’s top and he was shouting “ay ayy tyo mero bag” which means ay ayy that’s my bag. After a while he had cooled down and also, we had just stopped laughing but just then a bag fell down from the top of the vehicle and it was none other than Devendra uncle’s bag and we burst into laughter.

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