My latest adventure?...Wyldlife camp in a place called Kidderminster for 5 days last week with all these crazy people you see above. On the right is me with our silly high school kids who were on work crew. The camp consisted of leaders and kids from three of the international schools (none from my ASL, hopefully next year) and from Hertford where we have ministry with British kids. We had quite a long weekend with the usual camp antics of field games full of water balloons and flour bombs, rousing games of four square, and an opportunity to "taste and see that the Lord is good" (Ps. 34.7). I made some great new friends that I now treasure, and well...just got to be at camp, which let's be honest feels like a bit of heaven. I always love it! : )
I realise that many of you have been jonesing for an update for quite some time, and I have left you wanting. To be honest, just yesterday, I felt like I have finally arrived back home in London, though technically I have been home in England since 5 August. As soon as I returned from Arkansas, I had friends on my doorstep to stay from the States. We took a short plane ride to a place called Kandern, Germany to visit my sweet pal from university days, Suzanne. Suz is the head of the music department at a school called Black Forest Academy (a school for missionary kids). She plays the piano like an angel. Wow. It turns out that Kandern is very near to both the French and Swiss borders, so we did a little border-hopping. We got to spend an entire day in Zurich, which was breathtakingly beautiful. We drove through vineyard lined streets up to a French castle, and ate food that makes me want to seriously consider living in France at some point in my lifetime. : ) Suz is such a dear friend that I had lost touch with due to life and distance since university days. I am truly blessed to have reconnected with her on this side of the Atlantic. (The first few pictures are from time with Suz.)
Upon our return from everything Germanic, French, and Swiss, I was off to Wyldlife camp to be a work crew boss...one of my favourite jobs. I so enjoy being behind the scenes and helping all the elements of camp come together in a way that dumbfounds those there as campers. What a joy! Despite the unexpected rain and wind that gave us all a bit of a cold, the time there was sweet. You just have to love camp in England where there is a coffee/tea station with a vat of hot water every ten feet in every building. Excellent!
I am thrilled to be back home in London. I am only a couple weeks out from celebrating my ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY of my move overseas. My friends Angie and Jenny calculated the number of countries I have gotten to step foot in in this past year...drum roll, please, SEVEN! I am dumbfounded. What a blessing! What a journey the Lord is walking with me on. He continues to surprise, bless, and challenge my idea of who He is, how much He loves me, and how much He longs to fight for me.
Psalm 18.1-3...
"I love you, O Lord, my strength.
The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;
my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.
He is my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
I call to the Lord, who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies."
Zephaniah 3.17...
"The Lord your God is with you,
he is mighty to save.
He will take great delight in you,
he will quiet you with his love,
he will rejoice over you with singing."
