This past Friday Dehlia, Dorothy, and I journeyed to London and what an adventure we had. It's difficult to recall all the minute details, but basically in overview:
While coming up out of the Tube Underground train Big Ben greeted us. It was like, "Woah! Hey Big Ben, you're all up in our face." Quite the first impression of London if I may say so myself. It pretty much deserved some epic background music as we ascended the stairs. Friday was a beautiful day... no rain... just blue sky. I can't complain about the ridiculously mild weather for late January either... it's pretty bomb.
I wish we'd had a pedometer because I've no idea how many miles we traversed over the two days there... but we covered a lot of ground. Happened upon Shakespeare's Globe Theatre, the Houses of Parliament, rode on some double decker busses, took photos in front of St. Paul's Cathedral, walked across the bridge that's in the Harry Potter movie when the dementors fly by, attended evensong at Westminster Abbey, hit a really hip little pub, went to an art gallery, went to an ethnic market, shopped, saw Platform 9 and 3/4 and had a few shenanigans in between. We stayed at a little hostal in Picadilly Circus that I'm really thankful for... note for next time... having plans A and B aren't good enough... always have a plan C. haha Mom, if you're reading this, don't worry... we were safe and fine. ;)
Evensong was lovely, though it was apparantly not the usual choir that sings there. As I sat inside that historic abbey that's world-renown, listening to the resonating sounds of Psalms and other hymns of praise to my God, a realization struck me. There I was, little old me inside this huge cathedral shaped like a cross; I was sitting inside a giant cross with my brothers and sisters in Christ. I am living, we are living our lives inside the cross of Christ, inside the knowledge of God's amazing and perfect agape love. We are protected from Satan's attacks inside the Cross and because of the sacrifice of Jesus. Inside the cross is where our satisfaction, peace, and hope is found. Through the cross God gives us life. Because of my baptism, I have been crucified with Christ and have been given life in His name because of His blood shed on the cross and His victory over death. I am save within the cross of my Jesus; it is where I ever long to be. I pray that any of you reading this are hit afresh with the realization of God's amazing love and grace, and that you would ever trust that He is keeping you inside the cross of His victory (even if you never make it to Westminster Abbey, though I highly suggest it!). La paz de Cristo sea con ustedes. The peace of Christ be with you all. Amor and cheerio.
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