Back from England... mostly.

 Well, clearly I did not blog while I was in England! Sorry about that, if you were hoping for a play-by-play. It was a whirlwind of amazing moments and precious gifts from the Lord that I still am having a hard time believing were real. It's taking me a while to get settled back in at home to my normal routine, and I don't think it's because of jet-lag, but probably because I left a little piece of my heart there. 

Traveling wasn't as bad as I thought it might be. Oh, it wasn't delightful or especially comfortable, but I don't think it is for anyone, and I don't think any of us really expect it to be. I didn't get hurt and my chair was not seriously damaged, so I say it was a win. The weather was surprisingly clear and sunny and beautiful, and we all stayed healthy and safe, praise Jesus.  



If you have access to Instagram, you can see all my photos there (courtesy of my dad, who was our faithful and surprisingly skilled photographer all week). And if you follow my column, you'll get some of the fun anecdotes. But stick around here for deeper reflections on the details, and why things like stones and statues were so profoundly significant to me... 

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