We're enjoying being back in Kosovo. The last two weeks have been full of new discoveries, renewed relationships and growing vision for what God wants to do here. It's also become a time to re-learn where pleasure comes from.
Pleasure comes from the distance between the ordinary and the unexpected and serendipitous. Pleasure doesn't come from the having of a lot of stuff...or even always having "necessities" like water and electricity. Pleasure comes when moments of unexpected happiness intrude on the ordinary.
For example, our water goes off for 24 hours, two days per week. It's not a big deal and one adjusts pretty quickly. This morning I went out for my run assuming the water would be off by the time I got back. I got back in time, though and started running the water to bathe.
Now, understand that thus far "bathing" has consisted of climbing in the bath tub and sticking my head and various body parts under a weak stream of mostly cold water, requiring contortions that would impress a circus performer.
Today, for reasons unknown, I had water, water pressure and HOT WATER. I sat in my tub and experienced the simple pleasure of gallons of spraying hot water. WOW. That was my first hot shower since our return. THAT is pleasure.