Day 6. London
London. At what is 1:02 AM at home I am sitting in a dining room waiting for Caleb and Patrick. I have been up for a couple hours now and I am waiting for tea and my first English continental breakfast. The sun hasn’t risen yet, but I intend to capture that on my camera. Here is one instance where the time change of 6 hours is an advantage.
London is different than I expected. Having come from New York City I almost expected a similar vibe. So London is fairly busy, but friendlier and more tasteful by far. I love it and I think I could stay here.
But this is only a stop on the way. There still lies about 50 hours of travel before we at long last reach our destination. This project and trip has become more and more about the journey and I think I am becoming more or less glad for that. I find it challenging to have so little control over our travel and the story we set out to tell. That is good, it is stretching me. So far God has kept us healthy, and brought us the right people on our way. It is exhilarating to be in new places and experience new things, and I am thankful for the opportunity to do so.
I am amazed by the journey at this point, having nearly seen this dream die at the gate. We are on our way, and we have managed to push through what has been one of the greatest challenges we have ever faced. God has stretched us. We have no idea what is coming next, but I am not afraid. I am certain He intends to use whatever circumstances and challenges to shape us and grow us into mature followers of His gospel.
Shepherd/morning dweller/connoisseur of cheap food