7/24/2011, 1:30PM, London, Baby!
Well, the 1st leg is complete. Sleep was attained and nerves weren't awful during the flight. I'm finding a bit of a struggle to stay planted in the Word so far. Right now, it feels more like a trip than a missional calling. At this stage of the game, I think that's okay, but before too long we're going to need to get our game faces on and prepare ourselves for the work Christ has for us all. It's been enjoyable for me to see and be a part of conversations we've had in the airports so far. I'm praying for boldness to be able to start some conversations myself. We met a wonderful couple flying back to England and I'm kicking myself for not asking them for prayer requests. God, increase my boldness. Airports are always a challenge for me because of the people-watching aspect. God, let me pay attention so my heart is guarded. There is continued harmony in the group, but there is potential for clicks to form. I'm trying to find where and how I fit into the group. This is a fine line I find myself walking between wanting to find my place in the group and wating to be part of the entire group and spending time with everyone.
One of the highlights while sitting at lunch were watching Fawlty Towers, listening to Rolling Stones, and finding irony in the fact that the song is Sympathy for the Devil.
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