My body is completely out of whack.  I think I just skipped last night, but I know the crash will be coming way too soon.  I got to Springfield last night with the clocks saying 1:30 a.m, but my body telling me it was 7:30 a.m.  This morning I popped up at 7.  Something has to change.

London was an experience.  I love people watching and this was the prime spot to watch.  The melting pot for sure, this city could have offered hours of entertainment simply by sitting on a park bench.  And after the week’s activities, there were many times when I was completely content sitting.

I’ll post pictures in the next day or so when I can figure out how. We crammed a lot into those two days, and

Yesterday Alison, Todd, and I went into the prison, and when we got there, the man asked us what we had prepared. yikes! We didn’t have anything.  However, this led to the most genuine time of sharing Jesus.  Going through security with our passports, explaining constantly why we were in the UK, we passed through gate after gate, bars after bars, chains after chains.  Only someone numb to feelings could ignore the darkness and depressing atmosphere.

We eventually found ourselves in a small room that was used for an optional and priveledged chapel service.  When we first got there, we stood in a circle with a guitar, and expecting the almost “awkward worship time where everyone mumbles,” I actually noted that it was good  I was between both Todd and Alison

I ought to come up with better titles.

Just now when I typed Wednesday for the title I was almost taken off guard.  It’s difficult to keep the days straight, and while the time has FLOWN by, I like seeing how much we’ve done.  Every moment has been packed, and seeing the purpose with each of those moments has been a reminder to not let the rest of the summer mindlessly pass.

This morning half the group went to All Saints at 9:00, but because of miscommunication we found we weren’t needed until 11.  This ended up being a blessing on countless levels.  The youth pastor took us to a shopping center, and it wasn’t long before I found myself asleep in a Costa’s, which is basically an English Starbucks.  Afterwards

Today mirrors yesterday in the sense that it was far from typical, filled with surprises, yet amazing all in the same.  We led assemblies at Egglecliffe school at 9 a.m. and then came back to the church to practice the games that we were to lead in the evenings.  Although we were all wiped out, the games became very competitive immediately in an almost humorous way. Before we went to the schools for the afternoons, we got to explore the city of Yarm for about 30 minutes.  It was so refreshing, and I’m beginning to appreciate other cultures more and more.  The landscape is absolutely beautiful, and the old architecture tells stories in itself.  On most of the buildings you can find a

As soon as we walked into the schools, students started whispering about us being Americans, and we immediately had their attention when we went into the classrooms.  They were enamoured by us being American and asked us almost humorous questions.  Do we ride horses to school in Texas? Have we met Zach Efron? One girl, when finding out I was from Springfield, asked me if people were yellow like the Simpsons!  They also got a kick out of us trying to speak in British accents; they told me I should go to the queen’s parish with my accent. hmmm…   With genuineness, which broke my heart, a girl named Bethany asked me if it was always sunny and happy in America, because that’s what she saw in the movies.  Bethany also wanted to know if