We're up in Newmilns, Scotland right now, staying with host families from one of the local churches. Monica and I are staying with a lovely family--Paul, Pam, and seven-year-old Abi--and are just about to leave to have dinner with Kendrick, Sam, and Kyler and their host family. I must admit that I was incredibly nervous in the days leading up to our stay, since we had no idea what kind of family we'd be with or who of our friends would be be in the same house, but God has blessed me and we're all getting along famously, though it's a bit embarassing that I fell asleep after breakfast while I was journaling and then again on the car ride home from Culzean Castle and Park.
Speaking of journals, I'm going to have to type up a few exerpts from my journal when I get home. I know that it'll be late, but, hey, ya work with what ya got.
Oh, but Scotland is positively stunning--the farther north you go, the more beautiful the land becomes (not to mention the more cold it becomes). The drives are incredible. Rolling green hills, grazing sheep, and old castles and mansions. Better than both France and England. How can anyone deny the existence of a Holy and Great Creator?
As we're approaching our final days here, I want to ask you guys to pray for safe travels as a group, no wasted time as individuals, and a smooth transition back into school on Wednesday as teachers, students, and parents.
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