For 2 weeks Ive been wondering what was worst telling about my life, my young

life.
Ill be 30 in 3 days. So, its a good excuse in my life to stop and have a quick look
back. Was 30 a turning point in your life? Time to tell my story
How did I get there? Here? With you? With God? With my family? To be honest,
I feel like I dont belong to anywhere. These last 4 months have been like a storm
but I find peace here with you, during service at church and sometimes in some
moments spent with my husband and kids, but they are short .
Lets start with this: Anyone knows what it is ? Its my starting point. (Croix
Huguenote)

Both of us, Seb my husband and I grew up in Christians

families.

Both

my

dads

and

my

mums

families

are

protestants, born again Christians for several generations but

also coming out of the huguenote tradition. Long story and
long history of christianism in the family. This cross, Ive seen
it everywhere since I was born. It reminds to what I believe (I
should wear it more often). Jesus died for me on the cross, because God loves me
(hearts). I decided to follow Jesus as one of his disciple (the dots) when I was 18
during a summer camp and asked God in prayer that I really wanted to consider
Jesus as my friend and God as my father. Its only more recently, last couple of
years that Im discovering the power of the Holy Spirit while becoming adult (the
dove).
As a Oblix I felt into the caulron when I was born : church every Sundays, church
events, Sunday school, clubs on Wednesdays afternoons, summer camps,
became a leader in GBU at university, leader of a Sunday school group and in
summer camps = all was natural. From time to time Ive feared to disappoint my
family and cant explain why may be a burden of the pas This is paradoxal
since I also feel proud of it.
Just before I asked to be baptized and from that time, each time I have to tell my
story, I was and am still wondering what I could say about my relationship with
God. Well it is what it is: to me it seems normal: I trust him, I pray him and I am
thankful for all the blessing he gives us. Since we are married, 6 years, 5 houses,

travel to Colombia, Bolivia and Benin, I can say our life is a great adventure. Now
we live a next step with Abigal and Emeric.
This is why we traveled : My husband, Seb, was born and lived in England, France
and Colombia because his parents where missionaries there among children of
the streets. Then, back to France, he lived with another missionary family who
are now in Africa, in Benin. They are kind of our second / third family At first, we
thought we could be missionaries too and we went to Bolivia, for a short try. But
the gap between missionaries and local people was too big for me.
I used to be a teacher for foreigners, teaching French as a second language But
now Im a full time mum because the work took too much time in the family
schedule. One year ago, I started to translate Christian books, and do some
translations for friends. Its one choice I really do NOT regret. I like being there for
Seb and the kids and being able to work at the same time.
I would like to end my story with our verse from our wedding: Proverb 16 v.1
To humans belong the plans of the heart, but from the LORD comes the
proper answer of the tongue. But I like the one French version better: Man
makes plans but the one who has the last word is God.