a week in stockholm.

stockholm in short. more words to come...

settling vs. transience

As we are once again on the road, I have begun to consider the differing values of settling and transience. And it’s not that I think one is better than the other, it’s just that I’m beginning to notice that they each have their positives, and they each have their negatives. With the amount of places we are passing through, it is beautiful to see the friendships God continues to bring us. However, with the amount of the places we are passing through, we are also challenged in learning how to put those friendships on hold, while still allowing them to be preserved for a later date. When I’m settled, I know I long for something new, but as I travel, I often long for something familiar. What I’m learning is that wherever I am is where I need to, and can, find the Lord who loves me. Perhaps it’s not easy, but I’m glad I’m learning something.

a quick dip in skåne.

Last Monday evening, we arrived into Oslo on a train. It was apparent to Koala and I that we have more luggage than ever. You would be surprised how much luggage you can actually carry if you put your mind, and biceps to the task. In our estimations, we are each carrying upwards of 55 kilos in personal belongings, camera gear, photo exhibition materials, and most of all, multiple copies of our color photography publication.

We were greeted by an acquaintance (who would that evening become more of a friend) who guided us back to an apartment he shared with a few others. It was quite a journey, but we made it in time for dinner, before we met with their Norwegian “Media Village,” – basically a group of Christians who are working in various areas of the media, who gather each week to discuss and consider how they can be bringing the mind of Christ to the media. It was a privilege to meet with such a group of people, who are being intentional to use their abilities and knowledge to speak the truth to their society.

As we shared our project, we in turn had a very in depth discussion on many different aspects of media, communication, photography and the like. As we were talking about our project, God brought me a bit of a revelation about the importance of an individual, something we’ve been talking a lot about in all the places we go. Just as we were traveling the world, in many developing nations, we saw that there was so much that could come of individual encounters. We would always be surprised to see the stories God brought us into contact with as we did our best to be sensitive to the individual people God brought us into contact with. Now, as we share about how we can be a part of bringing hope to the needs of the world, we are also being reminded to see the importance of individual people. I saw that maybe one individual would see our project, and be prompted to go give a cup of coffee to a homeless person on the street, while another could be prompted to go and work with abused women and children in the brothels of southeast Asia. Not that one of these is better, but we can never be entirely aware of the works God could be bringing about in the hearts of people as we do our best to communicate what we have seen of a needy humanity.

(oslo, with the media village)

The next morning, one of the friends we made in this group was kind enough to drive us (and all of our luggage) to the Oslo bus station, where we caught our bus to the south of Sweden, where we would eventually arrive in our next destination of Ängelholm. One of the friends we made during our time in Hawaii, Frida, was kind enough to host Koala and I at her family’s home. They gave us a location to settle that was warm in both temperature and friendship.

Thursday, we spent the day in Café Engel, which is a youth café run by one of the local churches. A lot of youth and young adults come to the café during the week, and are able to have a healthy place to spend their time, with very affordable brownies and coffee. We set up some of our photos, and had a small table for our books, and shared very briefly about our project. The afternoon provided us with some opportunities to connect with a few people on a more personal basis.

Friday night, Koala and I were able to share more in depth with the youth group at Frida’s church. It was a fairly normal evening, as we shared our project and stories like we normally do. It is always a good experience to share these types of things with the youth in the places we go, as it maybe can help them to see that they do have so many opportunities to be a part of ministering hope to the world. It was a nice evening, of sharing the general information about human trafficking, but also sharing on a more personal basis of what God has been teaching us as we’ve been moving around.

(helsingborg)

(lennart, a kind host to pancake night)

After the youth meeting on Friday night, we were introduced to something new: Pancake Church, or Pankaka Kirkjan as they call it in these parts. Our new friend, Lennart, along with others from the church, have begun to cook pancakes on the main street of Ängelholm, to give out to whoever may pass by on a Friday night. Going out to take part in pancake church, I did experience the cold soaking up from the ground, through my shoes, and into my feet, but even more so, I experienced a group of people who are effectively changing the atmosphere of a place that would normally be filled with emptiness, bits of chaos, or plain drunkenness on any other night. People understand cold, people understand love, and people understand pancakes.

(a man decided he would build some structures out of driftwood)

(i spy a koala bear)

Sunday morning, we shared briefly with the main service of Frida’s church. It was just a quick introduction to the issue, but I’m confident that it was effective for the audience. We stayed around for a nice time of coffee, cakes, and good conversation afterwards (this seems to be the norm in Scandinavian churches, a custom I very much enjoy.)

Yesterday evening, Koala and I arrived to our current location, Stockholm. We have spent much of today (Tuesday) with our school leader, Paul Childers, discussing the last couple months, and also discussing details for the months to come. In a city with which we are unfamiliar, it has been nice to be in touch with someone familiar. Today, we were able to get in touch with a local church her in downtown Stockholm, and they have allowed Koala and I to come share at their missions prayer meeting this Thursday afternoon. We are hoping that we will also be able to get in touch with a couple of the other churches in the area as well. I believe God will continue to open the doors in the places He wants us to be. If you think of it, pray that we will be sensitive to where He is leading us.

The Dollar Bills

With this amount of moving around, it has become a bit challenging financially. If you are willing, I would appreciate if you would prayerfully consider if God would have you to give towards my continuation of this project. If you feel God is leading you to give, donations can be sent to:

Mercer Creek Alliance Church
1407 North ‘B’ St.
Ellensburg, WA 98926

*Checks made payable to CMA, with Tim Dyk – YWAM on the memo line.

Or, there is also the option to pay with credit card through Paypal, as you can see at the right-hand side of this blog.

I do want to be open in communicating this need, but I do not want you to feel guilty if God does not direct you to give. Even if you aren’t giving money, your prayers and interest in what God is doing are an incredible blessing. Throughout the last couple of years, God has continued to provide in ways that are both normal and wild, and I believe He can do the same in this instance.

internet on the bus

Beings as the bus on which I'm currently riding has free internet, I figured I should make use of the bandwidth to post a small video. This is my view as we move down the western edge of Sweden, to our temporarily-final destination of Angelholm.

hamar to oslo central

Sometimes, the good Lord gives you some time to think.

to oslo and beyond

In 1994, skating for the United States of America, Dan Jansen won the first and only gold medal of his Olympic career, in the 1000 meter speed skating, setting a world record in the process, with a time of one minute, 12.43 seconds. All this transpired in the small Norwegian town of Hamar, in the stadium is known as Vikingskipet, meaning “viking ship.” The arena is constructed to look like an upside-down Viking ship. As I watched the 1994 winter Olympics, I was about seven years of age, and was under the impression that the Viking ship I saw on my TV screen was actually an ancient Viking artifact that had been turned into an Olympic venue. Little did I know I would one day visit the blessed site of this American speed-skating victory, and come to the realization that the stadium was simply a piece of creatively-designed modern architecture.

(friday morning at with the media class)

Speaking of architecture, the high school in which we shared this last Friday was a new school, and proved to be most efficient for setting up our presentation. Video connections, microphones, and even lighting were a breeze to operate. This left us much time to speak to the group of Media students who came to hear about the project.

It was such an amazing opportunity to speak to students who will most likely go into fields where they will be communicating issues and ideas to other people. In some ways, it was difficult to share, as we had to be careful not to make our presentation “too spiritual.” This opened my eyes to see just how much a part of our project God was, but it also opened my eyes to just how practical the heart of our God is for the world, as even without becoming “overly spiritual,” the fact that God has concern in His heart for the neediness and broken-ness of humanity is extremely relevant to humanity, whether we consider ourselves “spiritual” or not. So, whether or not these students profess to be followers of Jesus or not, I trust that the truth in Christ’s message of Mercy, and Justice, and Faith can begin to grow in hearts that are open to cultivation; this at least is a start.

(with the creative class at hedmarktoppen)

After finally feeling settled into a new place and group of people, it is never easy to leave. This was definitely the case with leaving the group of students and staff at Hedmarktoppen. It was only a week, but it was a week of seeing different aspects of Christ come to life in different individuals. Each place we go, we make friends, but leaving is always a challenge.

After leaving Hedmarktoppen Friday night, Koala and I shared our project with a youth group at the Free Church in Hamar. It was similar to a lot of times that we share, but it was also interesting as the standing youth pastor is planning to join the photogenX DTS this coming April.

For the last weekend, Koala and I returned to the YWAM base here in Grimerud, where we spent a couple days recuperating from the busy-ness of the week previous. I’ve even been able to find some room in my heart for the sport of nordic skiing. If one were only to watch, it wouldn’t seem to enticing of an activity. However, once the skis are on your feet, to glide across a smooth layer of snow is surprisingly exhilarating. I pray I am blessed with more opportunities to further enhance my nordic skiing capabilities.

(ywam grimerud)

This afternoon, along with our large family of luggage, Koala and I will head down to Oslo for the night. We have plans to meet with a group of Christians who are working in different areas of media in Oslo. It sounds like it will be a fun evening, as we share with them in their apartment about our publication and the Scandinavian tour. Tuesday morning, it looks as though we’ll be boarding either bus or train to head down to Angelholm, Sweden, for the next main stop of the tour.