Coming in for landing....

Stockholm. It is nice to be here again, but I'm not sure about anything. No job at the bus, can I work at home with the silver...? How can I survive? Well God, this is making me even more dependent of You. That's exciting even though I'm scared. But You said: don't worry, look at the birds...see the flowers how they're dressed. Ok, I'll try.

Journey in place and time

Had an awesome weekend in Örebro with two of my best friends there. Very nice food, one more was involved in that I must say, talks and praiers. Showed my pictures from Padjelanta.

This  picture shows the lake of Virihaure, it is said to be Swedens most beautiful lake. It is also the lake where our last hike with my father, who passed away first of March, ended and where we took the Helicopter back to Kvikkjokk. I got a bit sentimental seeing Virihaure again. 

Springtime in Stockholm

It hurts when buds are bursting...Among the old leaves and twigs and stuff, the flowers grow and show the power of life. Sweet.

Easter, a time for relaxing and contemplate on our selfish self. Jesus gave His life for us; all of us. We can do small things for others, just look around you. Maybe a smile?