Dear Diary, I am…in London.

I thought I would finally do it…write about my experience in London. Not that it was any more special than anyone else’s trip to London. In fact, it may be even less special as half my time was spent handing out Bible study invitations.

But what made this special for me is that I didn’t see all the sights, but I did get to stay in the home, not a hotel. I put my clothes in a wardrobe, not a closet. I got to comfort a lady about her deceased husband, not talk to a tour guide about some sight I would eventually forget. Continue reading