Backtracking

So I'm going to go back a bit to tell you how day one went. You should be glad I didn't have internet access for the first 24 hours, because I fear most of you would have read what I had to say and been struck with a sincere concern for my well being. I think I cried about three times, the last being when I cried myself to sleep (Lynn, I got some mascara on the nice white pillow case you made for me! boooo). I was mentally and physically exhausted--not that I'm not now, but when you're traveling like that with time changes, four plane rides, and baggage that weighs more than you, things just don't get easy.

I was extremely frustrated by the fact that I was under the impression I could bring my ethernet cord, plug in to the internet, and say hey to all you fine people. But no. So there I was with no phone, no internet, didn't know where anyone else lived or if they'd be there, no food, no knowledge of my whereabouts....but I had the most important thing with me...God. The first time I went into my room I had no problems with the keys or anything, though they mentioned we might. I thought that was awesome I got right in right away. So then we had to leave for a few hours, and by this time when I came back I was just so broken down and wanted to be away from everyone. I stood outside my door, the same key and lock I faced and conquered initially, but this time it just would not budge. I stood there for what had to be three or four minutes, turning the key left and right, left again, right....you name it, I tried it. Took it out, put it in--nothing worked. I took it out again and on the verge of tears said, "God, help me!" as I put the keys in...and I was in with no struggle at all. That, of course, made the tears fall all over my face. I was reminded of our need for Christ in even the littlest things we do, even though we fail to acknowledge it.

I might add also that one girl did get left behind in London because of her baggage. When we finally saw her again, and were riding trains, we were just having a convo about her getting stuck and everything and she was like, "Well, you know, God provides." I just think it's so funny how a girl who puts her faith in God is the one who had "this terrible thing happen." Too often people think God wouldn't "let bad things happen" to "good people." Adlakfj. She came out of that thing because she had faith, and faith alone.