London! London! London!
Greetings from London! I am finally in London England. So much to say and all my words don't seem to be able to fully describe everything. I will be putting pictures of my flat and some of the things I have already done shortly. I live with 6 amazing girls. All of them are super sweet and we have a lot in common, so I know this semester will be an absolute blast. Yes I just said the word "blast." Okay I will try to do a play by play.
I took off from Orlando on Wednesday night at 7:45 pm. Everyone on my plane was British, which shocked me because I was flying on British airways (I hope you caught the sarcasm). I loved hearing all the little kids with accents. It was so cute. I sat in seat 22C (yes I remember it! I am so proud I can retain information like that for 3 whole days!) next to a father and daughter. The flight was a little bit turbelent, but overall pretty good. Didn't sleep much on the plane, even though they gave us very nice sleeping masks, socks, pillow, and blankie. I arrived at 9 am British time, 4 am US time. Had to sit on the ground for like 40 minutes because there was some kind of fuel leak over by where my plane was supposed to let everyone off. When I got off the plane I took my landing form (which the lady forgot to give me until the last minute) to customs and waited for like 20 minutes. After I got through that I picked up my luggage and walked out the terminal where the fsu representative met me and another girl, who just happened to be on the same flight as me. Then we walked over to the south terminal to meet everybody else and catch the coach bus to the study centre.
This is way long and I haven't recounted half the stuff I have done and I need to go shopping with my roommate, so this will have to be continued later.
It seems weird that I only have 3 more weekends before I leave for London. I must be the slowest person around because it still hasn't hit me that I am going. Sometimes before I start a new journey my mind floods with either the really great things that lay on the road ahead or just worrisome fears that might come to be or prevent me from going after the very things that Jesus wants me to have. Of the latter I really don't know which is worse. Anyways I really don't feel like overanalyzing my feelings on this blog post.
Woke up this morning and went to church with my dad. Pastor Balmer talked about how forgiveness for mankind comes through the blood of Jesus Christ. He connected this with the Passover that took place in Exodus 12. At first this didn't feel like anything I was unaware of or something that I needed to be reminded of, but as I silenced my own voice and actually listened to the words God broke through. There are still many areas of my life that I refuse to let be forgiven, which is completely demented as my cousin Shane would say. However, as this message revealed to me God wants all the areas of my life because He can heal them. The one thing I know about this upcoming semester in London is that God will move mountains in my life and I really feel they will be the mountains I built up thinking they would preserve me and bring me closer to God when in actuality they have been blocking me from Him and all He wants for me. Right now the most awesome thing is I have no predetermined mindset of what I want London to be for me. It can truly be a journey devoted to Christ and what He wants to unveil to me. If you are a Christ follower and you are reading this blog please keep me in prayer as I go overseas. I am so excited about the journey, and just as I know there will be incredible highs I know there will be low points. Please pray that no matter what comes my way my focus, heart, and feet rely on Christ's direction and continue to apply His ways as my own ways. As long as Christ accompanies me on this trip I know that I have everything I could ever need.
