"Do you play rugby football?" Asked the smiling 62 year old man as we stood at the luggage conveyer belt. It's funny being six foot six. When most people meet me for the first time in the states they ask if I play basketball so this was a refreshing change of pace. "No... I wish. You do though, right?" I smiled back. He laughed at my joke and referenced his age. "Not any more I don't!"
So went my first conversation in Germany. I landed yesterday afternoon after an unfortunately uncomfortable and sleepless night flight. I continued to stay awake and active until others had gone to bed that night. I don't believe in jet lag, it's like pulling an all-nighter during finals week that's all.
This morning I feel wonderful. Better than I've felt in weeks actually. There is a spring in my step, my posture is strong, and I'm eating healthy... Maybe I should play some Rugby!?
Nah.
I need to save my energy; it's become clear that there is a LOT of work ahead. Stay posted!
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Benjamin Adam, I am so jealous. Germany is wonderful and in such need of someone to minister to them. Religion there is pretty much nothing more than the tourist attractions of old churches and the butt of many jokes. Praying for you!
Hi Son, So glad you made it safely if not comfortably!! Hope you are adjusting OK, how is the food, and how are the people? Any news on the emerging church thing?
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