Saturday, January 30, 2010

sip. breathe. blog.

sip. hot chocolate. sweet guitar music floating out of my computer. sip. fingers running over keys. pause. thinking. melodies twist and wind together. sip.
sorry about my last post. i guess can be sad sometimes. i guess i am sometimes. sometimes it's hard being here. being so far away from him.
i saw three couples kiss today. deep breath. i am here for a reason.
sip.
this morning i went to notting hill for a prayer brunch with some ladies from church. the flat where we met was brick and small but the windows were huge and the rare english sun made a gorgeous appearance today. it was beautiful streaking into the windows as we prayed for london and drank tea. it was a good morning, a lift that i needed.
sip. pause. cracks neck.
afterwards i walked through kensington gardens. i saw the peter pan statue and thought of my little sisters. i saw a little boy walking with his mum along the fence line, running his fingers along the bars as they went. i smiled and wanted to outstretch my hand and do the same, feeling the cold metal under my skin, but i didn't. i kept walking on to the v&a where i walked through exhibits on fashion, asian art, pottery, and jewelry. i was quiet, one ear bud in, listening to simon and garfunkel talk about america. i felt small as i looked at the amazing fashions dating back to the 16th century. i felt like i didn't have much to offer this industry in terms of creativity and skill. then again, there is nothing new under the sun is there?
the tube ride home was long and i was tired. i realized as i got out at mornington cresent, my little tube stop, that this city smells... like a city. i'm sort of tired of it. all the smells of bodies and brick, take out food and smoke. i want to go out in the back pasture at home and smell the wind, smell spring creeping back into the ground.
stop. scratches neck. wriggles toes impatiently. another sip.
i am here though. i love it and hate it.
while i was walking home today it occurred to me why i am here right now. i think i've come to london not only to learn how to drape, not only to think and write silly things in journals and on blogs. but i think i'm here to go to prayer meetings and do devos alone at my desk. i think i'm here to pray with the people here for london, for a great work in the church as a whole, in our lives. i am here to grow closer to my God before going home and marrying the man i love. i smiled when i realized this and laughed. God had to take me 5,000 miles away from my fiance to really get a hold of me and i am so grateful.
sip. smile. reread post. nod.
good night london.

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