But how are they to call on Him in whom they have not believed? And how are they to believe in Him of whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone preaching? -Romans 10:14-15

Friday, April 29, 2016

Spring in Ireland


The last couple of weeks have truly just felt like the Father smiling on me. Like warm sunshine after a long, wet and cold winter. 

The past of couple of weeks have honestly just been fun! Between an excursion to Dublin and getting to just be a tourist. Then getting to spend a day with my team leader and his lovely wife, going to Glendalough.

My team leader, Tom, and his wife Vicki at Glendalough

Or getting to have spontaneous guitar lessons one evening because I mentioned that someday I'd like to learn how to play. Or going on a spontaneous cycling excursion just to have an equally spontaneous hail storm. Or simply the adventure of making spaghetti bolognes for the first time. But never getting the chance to eat it because I got spontaneous dinner invitations all week! (Rough life, I know). Or going to a wee coffee shop that one of the lady's from church works at - just to encourage her-. But spending the next 2 hours there, just getting caught up on all the local craic in the village. (And getting introduced to everyone that came though the door!) Or getting sent home with knitting - because now that I have my own place, surely that means I have time to just knit. Or even just 2 hours of Somalian girls wanting piggy-back rides and to play with my hair. 




 Sunshine and snow all in one day, inspires nails and hair to get done! 



Or team meetings - just being able to gather together to pray! 
Team day with Courtney and Vicki! Yes, that is a cemetery we are standing in! 


Or getting connected with a Bible study in Belfast with my peers and discovering I'm just the class clown, who knew? 
Some of the girls from Word in the City Bible study met me for breakfast at 9 on a Saturday!! St. Georges Market. It's a must do! 


               Or getting to have my first Ulster Fry. 



Or simply getting to go to a playground, because one should never be too old for one! 
                            Martha and Joshe. He claimed he didn't want to go. Too old/cool... look at that grin!


Or an hour of Maffia with the youth. Or just chasing a perfect sunset up Slemish. Then trying to get back down before it was too dark! (See the picture at the top). 

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