Missing

Okay, I have some confessions.... I MISS KNOX! Ahhhhh...but I love it here. It's Italy. Everything I've dreamed of. Beautiful sunsets, Ponte Vecchio. Italian class. But I miss my quasi Knox hippies. Just the laid back feeling and stressed out mode of getting things done combined = wonderfulness. But God provides! The other day I wadered with Evan Holmes, a fellow Prairie Fire and ACM student and we just walked and talked about Italy and the Sabbath. Many Italians are choosing to stay home and rest instead of attending church, so I asked Evan what he thought about that, and then we just talked about resting and how good it is to enjoy that extra day to relax, but we also discussed the difference between designated "Christian" things and personal enjoyment of God's glory.

Secular songs, secular art, and just simple things in an ordinary day can be enjoyed spiritually--just as much or even more than a mass-- because through appreciating the ability to create, we can acknowledge our creator. We are made in his image. It just made me enjoy life more. It was refreshing to discuss without an agenda, without worries of getting lost (since we wandering on purpose) and without debate. We just agreed and enjoyed the city. I find that's what I miss most about Knox--understanding through discussion and expression, not altercation and agressive/defensive debate.

I love the way the sun hits the narrow Florentine roads that catch me by surprise as I walk on busy streets. Man-made and nature combined, God's little reminder that he's the inspiration.