Father and the Sun

Yesterday I went to a little church in a suburb called Jericho with a group of girls from the study program. The pastor was from the United Startes, Georgia actually, and was thrilled to have Americans in the pews. The young sunday school class had a special performance because it was father's day and aww... it was so cute...you could still here their little accents when they sang Jesus Loves Me.

Just a little side note: As I was thinking yesterday about fathers and how someday I would very much like to be a mother, I felt the Lord broaden my defintition of mothers and fathers. You know, you can be a mother or a father and never have children that are legally your own. I mean if you think about it, each one of us has had several mothers and fathers impact our lives, men and women who have invested, poured into us, directed us, and showered wisdom over us. I am not trying to belittle the position of my biological mother or father at all. I have such a deep respect for them and the way they influences my heart and life, but just wanted to say Happy Father's Day to all those men who don't have "their own" chilren yet or maybe never will and say thank you for pouring into this next generation and being fathers and impacting hearts for the kingdom... no matter your age or location.

After the service we stopped at a resturaunt called The Big Bang where we enjoyed a delicious spread of mashes and bangers. (potatoes and sausage.) Interesting place...I will have to put up a picture of my dish on facebook.

In the afternoon we were split off into groups and given 16 things to find and take pictures of in the city. Haha...grandma put me down for at least 8 miles for walk across Kansas because it was quite the walking day. Later that evening we went to an Evensong service at Christ Church and listened to a boys choir, a famous boys choir. (Look them up if you get the chance.) :) They were pretty impressive.

Today I was inducted into the Bodleian Library where I solemnly promised to not set fire to the place or damage any books by bringing food, drinks, gum, or cheese sandwiches into the proximity of the books. It was actually a pretty serious procedure, but I can see why they are so protective. The Bodleian has over 11 million books (and some of them are incredibly rare.) This library goes underground for miles to provide storage for all these books and you see if you ever would like to read a book from this library you have to order it with a special card (that I now have). After you order your selections, one of the little librarians who works underground will find it for you and put it on a conveyor belt and have it shipped up to one of the reading rooms in the library. (No books are allowed outside of the library) It's a reader's paradise really. :)

After my induction this morning I went to the store and bought some groceries for the week and then spent my afternoon out in the garden reading today. It hasn't rained all day and all the natives are telling us to enjoy the sun while we can because it doesn't happen very often.

I start classes tomorrow and have been trying to be diligent and prepare but having the beautiful sights of Oxford look back at me through my window...and having the wonderful sun shine all day is oh so inviting Haha...I think it's icecream with the roommates time....

I will update you on my classes and other experiences soon I hope. Thank you for all the feed back...I am loving it!

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P.S. I need a clever saying to end my posts...any suggestions?
Something you know like "And that's the way the cookie crumbles..."
Would be glad to hear your thoughts. :)