Heb. 11:13-16
These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them afar off, and were persuaded of them, and embraced them, and confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth.
For they that say such things declare plainly that they seek a country.
And truly, if they had been mindful of that country from whence they came out, they might have had opportunity to have returned.
But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.

It is great that we can enjoy the journey together as we follow Christ Jesus.

I know I am still a traveler until finally I reach the destination. It is been a long time ago since when I left the place of my origins. Since then or I would rather say, since when for the first time I smelt an air in my nostrils, since when for the first time I saw a light shining into my eyes, since when for the first time I felt a gentle touch of my mother’s hand, since when for the first time I tested a milk from her breast, since when for the first time I heard my father’s voice saying: look here, this is my boy, since then the life was and always has had been to me all about studying.
In principle; studying about myself, studying others and surrounding environment. At the every moment in my life I am a learner, I am a student, I am a traveler and I know that’s going to be to the end of the days.

As a significant part of my life there is this story I want to share with you before I continue.
When I was still a teenager it was about year 1967 when there was this war between Israel and Arabic countries. That time there was this great propaganda about this particular war. The world media called it “War for the holly land”. My father said to me: Look at this Manius. They fighting for the holy land there again. Look. Imagine. Imagine the globe. Imagine the earth from afar like a big ball. Imagine all continents, their shapes, mountains, valleys, oceans, rivers etc., all of it. Imagine. Imagine? I said: Yes. Drain the water from the face of the earth. Drain it all and you’ll be left with a dry land. Actually you’ll be left with a dry rock. The solid rock. Wherever you point your finger on, on this ball, on any place on this rock it is going to land on the same rock, on the same land.
Where is exactly the holy land? I asked. My father answered: Everywhere. Everywhere is a land. Everywhere the land is holy.

In Peace Forever
Marek