I went to visit my friend in London this past weekend.
I was standing on her family’s terrace along Portobello Road.
(Yes where, the famous market is.)
I just had a sense of peace and assurance. Felt as if God was standing there with me.
In my heart, I felt alive. i felt grateful.
I felt like I was in a God’s plan… like He was still busy unfolding it in my life. Pretty cool feeling to have.
I remember 2 years and roughly 4 months ago… my overseas adventure began in London.
It was a tough beginning. From staying on a couch (thanks to my friends for their hospitality)
and working as a Fabric Picker.
Humble beginnings. I never knew I would be in ministry here in the UK.
I never thought I’d get to see all the European Countries that I have seen so far.
I never thought I’d live in France and get to snowboard almost every second day.
i had a cup of coffee, read some of Love Wins (listen to all the christians go… oooohhhh…)
and just looked around. I was soaking in the beautiful sunset… and a random naked statue.
Look through my eyes: