Happy as the Sun!

(thank you Tyrone Wells for that title!)

THE SUN IS SHINING FOLKS! It was so good to see my old friend, the Sun, again! I had forgotten what the Sun had looked and felt like and then it popped its darling self right on us this weekend and I couldn't be happier!

Want to know what's wonderful? Let me tell you what I've gathered to be wonderful!

-THE PUBS! They're not solely alcoholic crazy... (though I assumed at first)... rather, they're a social experience that EVERYONE goes to! Professors, members of the Church, students, old peeps-- it's just to enjoy yourself and really talk with people! I love the pubs here!

-THE CLUBS! Well, I act like I'm a natural and experienced clubber. Hate to disappoint you, but I've only been to one, but it was so stankin' fun! It's called Lola Lo's (or something like that!) Just picture DANCING. A LOT OF IT. FOR HOURS! I went with some BYU kids and met up with my dear Yale friends  while I was there! It was safe, exciting, and ABSOLUTELY THE TOPS! I danced like SOOO hard core, it was outrageous! My dear sweet friend Shamae and I made Michael, Whitney and Elvis proud. We thoroughly danced our hearts out to their songs! And if you know me, then you know how much I terribly enjoy dancing! and let me tell ya, I haven't enjoyed myself that much in a RILL LONG TIME!

-CHURCH HERE! I've only gone twice, but I absolutely love it! The Sacrament prayers in accents, the wisdom of the people, the variety of ethnicities and how the Spirit is the same wherever you go! I got to be in nursery yesterday! (which was DARLING with those little toddlers and their little accents! My buddy, a little Black girl named Cherissa LOVED saying, "No thank you!" in her sweet accent!) And in two weeks, I'll be teaching gospel doctrine! I look forward to church the WHOLE week!

This is Jenessa, Aileen and I after church yesterday in the beautiful Sun!


-FHE in Cambridge. With us BYUers as well as Cambridge LDS students (which is few!) I feel so blessed to be able to worship and testify here, as I stand, supported by other believers! I feel so invigorated and capable!

-BATMAN! We were able to go see it and I loved it! The English enjoy Christian Bale ALMOST as much as I do! Afterwards, some friends and I went to Subway, where I accidentally stole a homeless man's only possession... that sole possession was a wheely chair. Which I naively assumed was usual Subway customer seating... nah I thought it was weird, but we needed an extra seat, so I wheeled it over to our table. When out of nowhere this homeless guys comes back and reclaims his chair. Poor guy. It might've well as been his shopping cart! I felt so bad!

-LONDON! We went to London on Saturday. And by "went" I mean walked 16 miles around and didn't give the London Transportation Organization one pence. We walked errywhere. From the British Museum (for 2 hours) to Trafalga Square, to Buckingham Palace, to Parliament and Westminster, to finally the Globe theatre and London Bridge!

(This is the Trifecta in front of a Buckinham fountain!... Get to know the Trifecta! We're a triad of bang-a-rang friendship that just so happens to love each other and get along BEAUTIFULLY! and who are going to BARCELONA TOGETHER IN 3 DAYS!!!!!)

(This is me and Jen Girl in the British museum, enjoying ourselves!)

Best part of the whole day?? We found this little antique bookshop on a small London street. We went in an looked around. I found a little black Church hymnary from some woman named Elizabeth Jean Hendry in 1927 (I presume she's just a sweet lil lady!) I flip open to a random page.... (the one page in the whole book on Marriage, of course:) and I find some of the most beautiful words I've ever heard!

Take heart:

(this is the first and most special words I read)

Eternal love, with them abide;
In Thee for ever may they hide,
For even death cannot divide
Those whom Thou makest one.

ISN'T THAT LOVELY AND HOPEFUL AND WARMING!? I had to buy the book. I felt the Spirit so strongly, and I've read many passages and songs from Elizabeth's little hymnbook and I feel the Spirit everytime. We even read the Marriage hymns in the beautiful park outside of Buckingham Palace.

This is me and my little book of greatness!

(I'm actually reading out of it right now! I can't get enough of this lovely poetry!)

-I bought a sunhat. For Barcelona this weekend, and I'm stoked out of my mind! Sunhats just make you feel so darn chipper and summery. I recommend it to anyone!

Fleeting thoughts:

EXPLORE books you never thought you'd read. You might surprise yourself with what they have to offer!

EMBRACE those whom you love often! I'm not that affectionate of a person, but a good hug goes a long way! Let the people you adore and appreciate know that you love and appreciate them! It can ensure that you'll leave them better than when you found them.

ENJOY the Sun! We need to live it up folks! Aside from the last 3 days, it's rained here EVERY SINGLE DAY. We need to remember to be grateful for the vitamin E we receive and the happiness that the Lord has granted us with the Sun! We're so blessed that the Sun also releases natural endorphins-- or I believe!

Smile away, m'dears! Life is so so rich! Let's remember that!

LIvin' English

SOOOO... I fully recognize that I'm the worst blogger ever...

and I fully apologize, so hopefully this post confirms my existence in Cambridge:)

Cambridge is simply marvelous. And I don't say that phrase lightly. It truly is simple--there's so much character, people just exist and smile and are polite, and no one really worries about anything... (which results in CRAZY driving/biking--you won't get hit by a car, rather it's those crazy cyclists!) And in terms of Cambridge being marvelous, I truly MARVEL at something everyday. I never realized beforehand what a privilege it is to marvel at something. Marveling fills your soul with warmth and fulfillment. I literally am edified and fed by the goodness here. I walk home from school everyday, Thanksgiving full with sighs and memories.

ANDDDDDD now, to recap. My past two weeks have been so so wondrous. And so so busy. (thus my poor Camby blog was backburnered...)

Some highlights:

Dr. Kerry (our BYU program director and Cambridge professor) hooked us BYU kids up and we were so so privileged enough to have a Family Home Evening in Kings' College Chapel where we had a testimony meeting and sang hymns. Look for yourselves at the beauty of this place! Most renowned choirs don't ever even get the opportunity to sing here, and we sang HYMNS!

(the inside)

                                                             (the outside)

Anyway, it was one of the most monumental moments of my life. Testifying of my Savior in a building so divinely reserved with phenomenal people in such a special place spoke sweetly to my heart:)

Formal Halls are a big BIG deal here. Let me give you a verby play-by-play of a formal hall. Do hair. Fancy make-up. Slip on dress. Fix hair. Strap on heels. Wobble on heels to drinks on the lawn. Sip on fancy apple juice while errybody clinks to champagne. Talk about intellectual things. Take pictures. Wobble to dining hall. Adjust eyes to candlelight. Sit down. Scoot chair in. Flip over the wine and champagne glasses and coffee cups so you don't accidentally get served unwanted beverages. Listen to a Latin Grace. Wait to be served on the left NOT the right. Eat 5 courses while getting to know dear people sitting around you. Digest. Inhale the delicious chocolate mints after.

basically. I love the whole thing. It's the whole nine. I take any chance I can to dress up and fancify myself as I try to up my class! I actually went to TWO formals just last week alone... which was a bit much.... however, I'd be lying if I told you I didn't absolutely LOVE it.

Here, do enjoy some pictures from my latest formal!

(sorry about the bad lighting! this was afterwards!)

(pictures are STRONGLY discouraged during the dinner... so my sweet roomate Mary Elizabeth---the one right next to me-- snuck one real fast!)

Another highlight is our late night runs. There's a group of four or five us that run no earlier than 10:30 for no less than four miles! Mercy, do you get to experience and explore so much more of Cambridge than usual! Last week, we had the coolest experience on our run! We were on our last half mile and Jenessa dropped her room key/food card... and we were all kinda freaking out/looking errywhere. We were right next to this swamp, so if it had gone in there... all sorts of hope would've been lost! We decide to pray. Less than 30 seconds after our prayer, a sweet like 90 lb Cambridge young adult asked what we were looking for and if she could help. We told her of our woes, and literally within three seconds the delicious words, "Here it is," escaped her lips. We felt to remarkably blessed. I've like never had a prayer answered so wonderfully! Had she never come, we wouldn't have found it because we had checked that very spot thoroughly for like 10 minutes beforehand. She truly was an answer to prayers!

SOOO before this gets too terribly long, just a few things I remembered:
-if you ever get the chance to try Wagamama, GO THERE! It might just be a UK thing, I'm not sure, but I've had it in Cambridge and London now and everytime I go, I leave feeling so so fulfilled. Like after opening your stocking fulfilled!
-a pastry a day keeps the doctor away! (at least that's what I tell myself!)
-playing the ukulele in Cambridge feels AMAZING!

EXPLORE the aisles in the grocery store you've never ventured down before. Who knows? You might just find the gem of all undiscovered gems!

EMBRACE the assignments and reading you're given as learning materials that will further and advance your personal intellect as well as your academic experience. Otherwise, you're bound to shoo them away as a waste of time, when really, reading is good! I'm learning, day-by-day, bit-by-bit that schoolwork isn't a bad thing! Who knew?!

ENJOY the Spirit when it enters your heart. Goodness and divinity can be found in all sorts of people, places and experiences! I'm learning that as I venture into different cathedrals, gardens and buildings. The Spirit resides where goodness dwells and I love finding the Spirit in different places! I feel the Spirit when I'm interacting with different PKP students here! These students (from Yale, Harvard, Berkeley, UCLA, Northwestern, and other international schools) are capable, bright and engaging! They know how to communicate and how to listen! They're respectful and EVERYONE is interested in the BYU students and why we have this "light and kindness" about us... also why all of us are married so young or gettin' there! I love these people!

I'm taking this opportunity to not only learn in my courses. But to learn anything at any chance I get. I'm learning how to appreciate nature and architecture. I'm learning how to try new things and enjoy my experience doing so. I'm learning how to explain my standards without coming across preachy. I'm learning how to be fascinated in cultures so amazingly different from my own. I'm learning how to love. I truly do adore the people I've met and consider myself eternally grateful and lucky for the sweet and short moments the Lord has granted me to learn from them!

Headed to the Homeland-- my weekend in Scotland

Well. I've already been dishonest with you... I'm actually Irish... so I have no Scottish heritage.


But alas, I still felt like I was home in that misty, overcasty Edinburgh of mine:)

 With the an 8 hour bus ride ahead of me,, my poor tailbone started feelin' just a wee bit apprehensive! But, sitting next dear Shamae passed the time SOOOO quickly. You should've seen us! We were gettin down in our little bus seats to "My Humps", "Boogie Shoes", "Baby One More Time", "Help", we had all of our genres and generations covered-- trust me. You would've had the time sitting next to Shamae too! I'm blessed enough to have her as one of my lovely flat mates. She's the tops. TO SAY THE LEAST. A stop at Fountain's Abbey (country unknown...) fulfilled me enough for thee entire Scotland trip. 100%. google it. or check my Facebook pics. You'll think you floated right into the Celestial Kingdom. As I'm marvelling at the ruins, bright green grass, Shamae begins to tell me about her pet frog, Pucker Up. Then it dawned on me. I have NO idea how many eggs frogs lay at once. Random. Irrelevant. Unimportant. I'm aware. But I'm so intrigued, mostly because I've asked everybody and their dog and no one knows!! So if you know, could you do a sister a favor, and let me know?!

We ended up staying at the University of Edinburgh, where our dorm rooms were stankin' on Rodeo Drive (slight exaggeration) So we're hittin' up Edinburgh's royal mile at 10 at night. The sky is white. The mist is everywhere. The buildings are mysteriously lit. And the pubs are all ablaze. But really. The pubs had people hanging out of them like the socks in my sock drawer. Bagpipe jigs and a strong smell of alcohol filled the entire street.I felt like breaking out in river dancing like every four seconds. The whole place was SUPER mysterious, I was so diggin' it! 

Our next day there, we went on this bang-a-rang hike that lasted like 10 hours! (with like a 3 hour bus ride) This was the wondrous view of misty Scotland atop the Killin' mountain. It was so absolutely worth it!

That night, we had the usual Scottish shindig, where we learned Scottish Ceilidh (pronouned Kay-lee, go figgy!) I sincerely, cross my heart and hope to die, have NEVER had that much fun. If you know me, then you know how much I terribly enjoy going to dances. Sweet mercy. Now throw into the mix Scottish music, some tipsy people, men in kilts, and errybody "loopin' their lady round-n-round!" it was the ABSOLUTE tops. I had permasmile for like 9 quadrillion years after! I regret to mention that there are no pictures of the Ceilidh that I took-- I wasn't gonna let a camera weigh me down while I grooved, not one ounce!

 Our final day in Edinburgh, we just walked around the Royal Mile checkin' out significant buildings-- it was rainy and cold as heck, but SOOOO wonderful! (we hit up The Elephant House where J.K. conceptualized Harry Potter on a napkin, the cemetery where she got the name Tom Riddle, the National Gallery, practically every kilt shop, a few pubs, you know the works)

AND THEN LOOK! WE FOUND THE OLYMPIC RINGS! I was stoked out of my gourd! Jenessa (the lovely lady standing to the right of me) and I are going to be hitting up the Men's Olympic Volleyball games in London in a few weeks! She has an angel of a cousin who just happens to be the Men's Olympic Volleyball assistant coach and he hooked us up with tickets! We don't know which games we for sure can go to, seeing as they don't know how far into the tournaments they'll go! All we know is we'll get a random phone call, on a random day, at a random time, and then hop aboard a train and book it to London! So spontaneous, I can't wait!

This is me, as a Scottish man named O'Reilley. The name has nothing to do with anything, other than that if I was in fact a Scottish sir, I'm convinced my last name would indeed be, O'Reilley.

Scotland was so very wonderful, but even though we'd only been gone for 4 days, and I'd only been in Cambridge prior to that for 4 days, comin' back to Camby felt like I was comin' home. Cambridge is far more of my kind of place than Edinburgh was (not to discredit Scotland). The little shops here, the majestic buildings I've been exploring in my Gothic Architecture class, the people, the accents, the PASTRIES, the feeling here:) Just know that to everyone I love, I desire DESPERATELY to get you back here:) someday. I'll show you around, and I can't think of anything that would make me happier!

***ALSO! shout out to all of my homies I've been skyping! Skyping is the best, and I'm being 100% honest when I say that boy! do y'all look great through a webcam! It's uncanny to me! y'all just always look so put together when we video chat!

Some food for thought-- (this actually will be about food!) I haven't had Chick-Fil-A in like WEEKS, and it's killin' me. So if you have chance, go for me. Enjoy the heck out of it and post pictures so we can enjoy it together! ANNNNDDD the peanut butter here is soooo not bueno. What I would give for some JIF! My midnight craving of like 3 years of PB and J's has greatly been neglected. ohh and saying the word "Bueno" reminds me of something VERY IMPORTANT. If you have ANY taste at all, like ANY, then you MUST try a Bueno bar! It's the stankin' best candy bar, I've EVER had! Chocolate. Hazelnut. Christmas. I can't even describe it. But just know that if you try one, you'll never need to be fulfilled again. like ever. in anyway.

EXPLORE the little shops and restaurants in your hometowns. Because I'm sure there are PLENTY that go undiscovered and underappreciated! These ones (sometimes!) are the treasures! At least that's the case here! I've like never eaten at the same place twice here, just try it out! And the little shops (for example, I went to a Haunted Bookstore the other day. It was literally the size of my bedroom, just two stories. and it was MAGICAL.) they won't disappoint you! You can only gain something by exploring the little stores and restaurants around you! Expand those dang horizons around you! We don't know our capacity to love and marvel at something new, until we try!

EMBRACE every opportunity you get to do something wild, crazy and spontaneous! (and wholesome, of course) My self-proclaimed motto for this entire experience is "This is the Yes Trip." And it's worked SPLENDIDLY for me! I've tried things I never imagined trying, gone places I never imagined going, and felt happier than I knew that I could! Just soak up and seize every chance you're granted to make a memory! If an opportunity presents itself to you, and you know that you could make a great story out of it, or you'd want to write in your journal about it-- THEN DO IT! If it's good, wholesome, and OBVIOUSLY, chocked full of great people, then you won't regret it!

ENJOY yourself. Enjoy the individuality you've been innately blessed with, as well as the identity you've developed yourself! Enjoy thinking of your proudest moments and your spiritual gifts. There's so much YOU to love and enjoy-- that's why people love being around you, because they enjoy your company! Enjoy what you've been given, and then commit to go forward and share it with others! "Where much is given, much is required!" Enjoy the special you that you are! And then go forth and help others enjoy themselves as well! For it's through this service, that you begin to appreciate and respect yourself!

Live it up folks. The church is true. The sun is shining.... well for the next 10 minutes anyway:)... the opportunity has presented itself. It's time to go out there and make a difference through spreading love and joy!

A Classy Day

Well. First day of school m'friends. You'd anticipate a mornin' running smoothly and errything going according to plan, riiigghhhtt?

Wrong.

Woke up. Everything was chipper chicken. You know, taking care of some stuff--I was so stoked to like actually get ready as an enthusiastic little Camby student! So I start curling my hair. NBD. (I thought) I was just using my American curling iron which I've already used here when I start hearing this clicking. A peculiar sound, I thought, then the curling iron was like instantly not hot. Boo hoots. Yeah. My curling iron blew out... wait for it... on my last layer of hair! yummy! just picture it! So then I have this frizzy top layer and curled bottom layer, so I try my other American curling iron-- blow that sucker out too. Then, I decided to stop. Prolly my finest decision in quite some time. So I french braid back the top layer, and head to class... and if you know me... you know how tough of a time I have getting from Point A to Point B without going some roundabout way... So I'm getting lost. It's like whatever. (luckily I left my aptizz like WAYYY early), follow crazy close behind a girl with a backpack... she looked promising... and found my way there.

Clase de numero uno: (I'm obviously fluent in Spanish)

"Good Life or Moral Life"-- I'm stoked to discuss the pros/cons for living a good life vs. a moral life. So my don (professor), around 35, shows up in his oversized suit and unruly hair  (like rill rill curly... out of control)... and I'm thinkin' alright! what a man! He seems like a genuinely.. interesting... person. Then he starts talking fast. like indy 500 fast. And I'm like whoa dog! I can't write this fast! He then proceeds to mention that we have a 500+ page book to read on Philosophy that he reads everywhere yet still has the hardest time understanding. This reading is probably the hardest reading out of any of the PKP classes, and we'll most likely have to take it sentence by sentence! Color me stoked out of my mind. nahhh I was WAY overwhelmed! He's brilliant. He even said, and I quote, "Our lectures comprise of me talking for an hour and fifteen minutes, where I will share with you my years of study, so you won't want to miss lecture." He then started to pound out a whole bunch of Greek philosophers whose names made no phonetic sense... but all in all. I'm conquering this class. I had the chance to transfer, but I realized, why would I? I can do this. Shoots yeah I'm going to have to read. and try. and fail. and try again. and study. and pray. a lot.

But I've committed. I'm determined. And I'm gonna learn a lot baby!

My afternoon was then filled with blow dryer shopping, curling iron shopping, and hitting the mall with some girls from my first class. Thank juzzness. It was SUCH a break.

Clase de numero dos:

"Architecture: The Gothic Experience: 

All you need to know is my teacher's a champ and a half. Like such a beloved guy. He starts out by telling us how his trousers are tucked into his socks because he rides his bike everywhere. So as he's untucking, he proceeds to tell us that when we see old men walking around with their trousers tucked in, it's because they're avid bike riders, then he said, "Or they're just (insert f word here)ing insane!" Then he laughed at himself for a good 25 seconds, and obviously I was laughing out of complete shock! He apologized for how often he slips up. Anyhoots. Our class is discussion based. Our class is almost ALWAYS not in a classroom, but out looking at gothic architecture on field trips. Our tests are chill as can be. Yeah. It's the tops.

THEN MERCY. PROLLY THE BEST OF CAMBY SO FAR. I book it home from class, my hair starts out going all sorts of whack, and I throw a dress on! We hurry on over to King's chapel to hear the world-renowned, life changing, Evensong (a boys choir that performs in the chapel singing psalms in robes) I would've taken a picture, if I could've... but just picture heaven. and that was it. We're standing in this beautiful chapel, hearing truly angellic voices. It was one of those moments, that I KNOW I'll never ever forget. I wish I could've captured the entire hour long performance in a bottle, just to save it, for the rest of my life. I recommend it to ANYONE whoever goes on a European excursion. Even if it's the only thing you stop in England for, it's so so so so worth it. Everyone in the audience was worshiping in their own way. The Spirit was absolutely present. I felt it.This measly blogpost doesn't even begin to explain the experience Evensong was. I wish it did. It inspired me in ways I never could've imagined.

Fast forward an hour. Drinks on the lawn before our formal dinner. Everyone and their dog (except for us cougs) were drankin' the champagne up! One of my friends from Hopkins named Gauri was like, "Kels, this is really gross, try it." Folks, I'm ashamed but as she handed her goblet to me, I almost tried it. Then I was like, "oh mercy! sorry I don't drink!" Anyhoots, drinks was fun. My water tasted AMAZING, if you were wondering. Everyone said the champagne was not even excellent... but what do I know?! We're all conversing, getting to know each other, as their alcoholy breath was all over the place. But these are quality people! I'm not judgin' one bit! Our formal dinner consisted of even MORE drinking. Champagne. Wine. Coffee. Tea. I don't know how these peeps don't need to go to the loo every two seconds because they're drinkin' the heck out of everything! Yes, we had thinly sliced roast beef AGAIN. unreal. no complaints here. We were all dressed really fancy, served by butlers, holding a quadrillion forks. Our faces glowin by candlelight, while the great hall shone with the paintings of Pembroke's old masters. No wonder errybody looks so stoked in Harry Potter when they're in the Great Hall.

Guys. this is the tops. get yourself to Cambridge SOMETIME in your life. You won't regret it. Wandering the little streets, I realize, that this is the PERFECT place for a one-on-one date for Bachelorette! I could TOTALLY see it! It's real romantic, and the most excellent place to fall in love. In fact, I would not mind one ounce if I could have my honeymoon here someday. It's MAGICAL!!

Further take away:

EXPLORE small bakeries. If you think about it, it's really not that hard of a suggestion to follow. Pastries. Hot chocolate. Nutella. You've got it.

EMBRACE the chances you have everyday to meet new people. Some people are placed in our paths for a reason. At the end of the day, you made new friends, got a little bit better at listening, and maybe made someone feel cared about. People are FASCINATING. I'm learning so much about individuals and how wonderfully unique the Lord made us. Meeting people has always been one of my absolute favorite pasttimes, so I'm just chipper chicken over here! 

ENJOY the sauces, seasoning, and dressing in America. Because here, in the good ole UK, everything is like sauceless. It's whatever I guess.

***always remember and never forget, people are innately good! Give them a chance! Everyone has SOMETHING to offer, SOMETHING good about them. We've just got to look:)

Just check out the size of that wondrous Nutella. I HAD to picture. That could tide me over for like a whole term. It's unreal. It's like a Costco jar of pickles... just bigger... and better... and unrizzle!

This is a beaut of a tombstone for Magdenele's Master's cat. Kind of a BD. I figured Aubrey would want one of these for when Holly's time comes... quite the investment.

The Beloved Day One

Sweet mercy.

Running straight for 36 hours never felt so good. Cambridge is BEAUTIFUL. And I'm fairly certain that because of all of the crazy flight mishaps and malfunctions, actually  making it here made it that much more wonderful.

I truly can't describe what it's like here. My eyes are all trippin' out on me because they can't believe everything they're beholding! (you'd think it'd be the lack of sleep, but alas, no! it really is this darn stankin' unbelievable!) Oh my heart, I'll post pictures once I get some sleep-- but holy sugar folks, these buildings are breath taking. I truly can't walk by one without again reminding myself how privileged I am to be here. To stand where so many others have stood. I'm so blessed.

Also, hearing accents all the day long, is noooooooo problem whatsoever.

And what?? they don't put ice in their drinks, alright whatever! 

**great news, I've successfully drank out of a cup ALL day.

I've met crumb loads of students in the PKP program everywhere from Harvard, to Penn, to UCLA, to John Hopkin. I'm truly surrounded by greatness. These students are wise, driven, and just as anxious to be here as I am! Everyone wants to meet each other and just spread the love, which I've never been opposed to! 

Picture this. Hogwarts' Great Hall. Thinly sliced beef. Peach lemonade. Greek cucumber salad. Lemon cheesecake. Chocolate torte. Sharply dressed servers calling you "Love" and "Miss." FOLKS. OPENING BUFFET IN KINGS' HALL= Christmas. I mean, thinly sliced beef is magical anywhere, but in Cambridge. That alone fulfilled me for the next two months. Literally, I couldn't believe I was there the ENTIRE time.

The other BYU kids here are engaging, magnetic and so so SOOO brilliant. It's out of control. I love it! I feed off of them and the other students' smart conversations. Like 95% of the people I've met are really sharp, witty, sarcastic and quick. I'm so diggin' this.

Undoubtedly. The Spirit is here. You can feel it, especially in the reverent parks and buildings. I'm furthering my testimony that EVERYTHING speaks His name. This is a special place and I'm committed and stoked to bringing the light and truth that I have through the gospel to Cambridge! I promised myself that I would leave Cambridge better than I found it, which I don't think can be possible... seeing as it's already phenomenal. But I'll do my best. I've been gifted this opportunity, and I'm going to exhaust every last energy I have, so when my two months is up, I can walk away feeling COMPLETELY fulfilled! 

Some take away:

EXPLORE each of the Cambridge college gardens. They're beautiful, SUPER quiet, and they smell like a dream. (we visited the Magdalene College garden today on a tour, and I totally made some peeps believe on the tour that they filmed the Secret Garden there. I mean, I was just throwin' in my two cents... I mean pence... keepin' the tour alive. These few PKP students TOTES believed me. Then the tour guide heard and for some stankin' reason, didn't find it amusing. pffff. what is this British realistic humor??)

ENJOY the moments everyday the Lord grants us that cause to step back, pause, sigh, and think to ourselves, "I'm SO blessed." Because it's those moments we remember most, and it's those moments He desires to continue to give us.