Debbie here, ready with my reflection of my time spent in London. First things first though, let me recap about the last few days.
The closing program went well, despite being two hours long. I think the parents really enjoyed seeing that their kids really benefited from being a part of "The prayer safari." After the program concluded, a few of us from the TRI-S group were asked to help lead worship on Sunday. they had a mini rehearsal Friday evening and we tried to catch on to some of the songs before we had to leave. Basically we would be winging it come Sunday morning. However, we did experience a 3-year-old playing the drum set quite brilliantly. NO JOKE! We secretly wanted to record him and put him on youtube. He was amazing!
Saturday was spent exploring Windsor Castle: The official residence of the Queen. It has been the royal residence for 900 years. It was a great visit. Personally, I was struck by the amount of history contained within the walls of Windsor. There was so much tradition and "drama." The town of Windsor itself was charming and we did do some touristy shopping there. It was fun! Around 6pm we caught the train to London and decided to ride a double decker bus! We even got to sit in the very front of the top section of the bus. That was an experience that people who are easily affected by motion sickness should not attempt. It was quite the ride! Drivers in London are kind of crazy anyway but looking down from a double decker bus makes one think they are suicidal!
Sunday was a full day of worship and relaxation. Church lasted about 3 hours and then we spent the rest of the day in our host home and around that area. We packed and re-packed in preparation for our flight the next day. Monday we left at 8 am to arrive at the airport around 10:30. We checked in and boarded our flight at 12:30pm. Our leader was insisting that we would catch a tail wind going back and our flight would only be about 5 hours. NOT TRUE! It was actually the full eight hours, and I was trying not to sleep! Definitely long but smooth. We also got to sit in the front of our cabin so we had the nice kooshy leg room! (Thanks God!) We arrived to Chicago about 3:30 central time and had about a four hour layover until our flight to Indy. At this point I was not exercising patience very well and I was ready to go home. I made it through the wait and we finally arrived to Indianapolis around 9:30 pm. Mom got food poisoning so she was not able to meet us but there was a nice surprise as we walked out of the terminal. Not only was Daddy there but Poppa and Donna were as well! That was great! They got to hear all the stories right away, even though they were slightly scatterbrained with a hint of exhaustion. Jennie fell asleep in the car but I was determined to make it home without sleeping! I did it! I was going on almost 24 hours without sleep! This is my way of trying to avoid jet lag. However, my mom and I both agree that even though I am going to bed at the "normal" time, my body still thinks its five hours ahead. I don't sleep for very long. haha! Oh well! I guess it is preparing me for when I have to be grown-up and get up and go to my observations at school!
The last day or so I have spent time reflecting on my overall experience in London. As I said earlier today in a survey about my trip, " My expectations of the trip were high, but they were very open." These expectations were met in so many ways. I even had experiences that I was not expecting.
First of all I am going to have to get a book about the history of England because it is completely fascinating and compelling to me. Secondly, football (soccer), is the greatest sport in the world. Thirdly, spending this time with my sister was so wonderful. I was so thankful to have her there to keep me sane. She actually helped me come to the conclusion that I do not want to go to grad school right now and I don't want to study opera. I love learning and I love opera but I don't want to pursue it as a career. Sisters are such a blessing!
I was also challenged, through some of my experiences with the kids, to learn how to be more patient with students older than 10 years of age. That was the most challenging for me! I need to be more informed about that stage in the adolescent mind and what is the most effective way to communicate with someone that age.
I learned that kids are the most creative beings on this planet. Their God given creativity reminds us to keep an open mind and remember how creative God is and how He uniquely created each and everyone of us. Kids are also great at loving people. Until they reach the age of 8 or so kids naturally will love everyone no matter what. Isn't that what we are supposed to do as Christians anyway? Isn't that what Christ taught and demonstrated through His death and resurrection?
That leads me to the challenge that God laid on my heart ,while I was riding on the bus, for this upcoming year. I have been reading and re-reading the book of Colassians lately because it is a book that I think speaks to some of the circumstances I have encountered this past year. One phrase that struck me was when Paul says that "he is a slave to the gospel." I thought "Wow! What does that even look like--to truly become a slave to the gospel?" Then a song from my current favorite lyricist and song writer popped into my head--"The gospel, the gospel, she's good and she's true. She cost quite a fortune to make all things new! So breath in with peace and out with His love." (Jimmy Needham) Therefore, I am resolved to go forth into this year practicing that concept of breathing in with peace and out with His love in order to become a slave to the gospel.
Overall this experience was life changing, not in a overly dramatic way but in the way that I learned a lot about myself as a teacher, sister, citizen, tourist, student and believer. I am so thankful for everything I was able to do. Thanks again to everyone who prayed and supported me (us) in this experience. It means the world!
I will be sure to blog about any other adventures life may bring me but until then God bless all of you!
Love,
Debbie