Likewise urge the young men to be sensible; in all things show yourself to be an example of good deeds, with purity in doctrine, dignified, sound in speech which is beyond reproach, so that the opponent will be put to shame, having nothing bad to say about us.
Yesterday I allowed myself a nice luxurious funk, but found that in the end a too-large bowl of hot chocolate pudding and a Star Trek episode really cures all ills. Then Ian and I had a really long, amazingly productive talk for a good two hours, which left us feeling warm and fuzzy inside, although that may have had something to do with being cuddled up under our big down comforter and handmade quilt. It is a really amazing quilt. I will post a picture when I figure out how to take one of something so big and hard to display.
When I woke up this morning, I really felt a weight on my heart about going to London. As I prayed and read my Bible study, I started feeling that despite the possibility of disaster, I should really go. Nothing risked is nothing gained; and that what strength I lack Christ will provide. “‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope.’” And, also, “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous! Do not tremble or be dismayed, for the LORD your God is with you wherever you go.” In all this deliberation I kept thinking, “I may not be strong enough to go alone,” but first, I will never be alone; and second, it is not my strength that carries me through the day anyway. My strength alone could not drag me out of bed, inspire me to give my best to academics, to keep living and loving. It is all God’s strength, and on the assurance of that strength I can take the leap and go to London. God will provide.
– KF –