On the 17th of June I woke up at 4am, now normally I would protest to waking up this early in the day especially as I made the choice of going to sleep at 1am a few hours before but today I was waking up to embark on an unknown journey and I was so ready. So 4am, come at me.
I dragged my sleeping body to the bathroom, washed, dressed
and brushed my teeth. I wasn't as hungry as I thought I was, which is strange
because I'm always hungry. After putting on a mascara, eyeliner, lipstick and
eyebrow powder I put my glasses on slung my vibrant coloured and patterned
Accessorize backpack over my shoulders and went outside to meet my mum at the
glorious hour of 5:15am.
We drove all the way to London Stanstead Airport as the
world was waking up, I glanced around wondering what all of these cars were
doing up. Now I've only really been in airports in the last two years, in that
time I've been in quite a few however the difference today was that I had no
idea where I was going.
Me and three other friends from my home church in Portsmouth
were going to take part in something called Escape and Pray run by Fusion we
were 1 of the 100 teams flying out in this month and our mission was simply
this: pray for the university, connect with the church and use our
faith to improvise & be ready to be used by God.
I viewed it as a wonderful and exciting way to exercise my
faith. In a situation that forces me to be used for His glory and to trust in
Him completely.
Now, in all honesty I hadn't really prepared, I wasn't sure
what I was supposed to prepare I just wanted Him to use me and maybe reveal a
few things in my heart, maybe some attitudes and actions that I'd been doing
previously so that he could incite change into me. So in a place where I was
protected by comfort and the noise but where it would be just me and Him and me
discovering more about His character and His provision. This was to be an
unforgettable adventure.
I arrived at the airport first, there weren’t many people
there as I expected but there was still a bustle, an excited bustle that stag
parties and families created. I was in search for breakfast and once we found a
place that did a killer sausage sandwich and tea, I hugged goodbye to my mum
and greeted Rhiannon with a huge hug. Together we ate breakfast, talked about
our adventure and life up until now. Our excitement was tangible and as our
group leader Naomi joined us with the envelope we waited for our fourth member
Sabrina so that we could open it.
Naomi gave us our Escape and Pray t-shirts and no joke, mine
was really small despite buying a large (sorry Fusion but your sizing’s are out
a bit –still love you though).
I suppose by this point you’d want to ask me what on earth I
would pack for such an adventure and not only am I queen of packing at the last
minute (not a good thing) I’ll tell you that I actually over packed by a LOT.
Here’s what I brought with me:
· A large sweater
· Black long Bardot top
· Escape and Pray T-shirt
· A patterned dress
· Red patterned skort
· 2 pairs of black leggings
· 3 pairs of socks, 4 pants
· Roll-on deodorant
· Toothbrush and toothpaste
· Mascara, eyeliner, eyebrow powder, 1x Nyx lipgloss
· Mini dove shower gel, mini Simple moisturiser
· Make-up wipes
· Bible
· Notepad
· Pen
· Raincoat
· Trainers
· Flip-flops
· Towel
Yes, I over packed. I didn’t wear the patterned dress, I had
knickers and socks left over and I didn’t even need my towel either. My bag was
constantly heavily but I used everything else (justified).
So here it was, the shiny orange envelope that enveloped
(get it) our destination, challenges and money. I filmed it, the video should
be at the end of this blog post.
We made a Facebook status of our destination and we asked anyone with contacts if they could get in contact with us. I tweeted multiple churches in Aarhus and I came across a website called International Harvest Christian Center and e-mailed Pastor Frank who had a church in Aarhus. Naomi had recently watched a film entitled The Last Reformation and their church was located in Denmark also so we sent an e-mail out to them also.
This was my first time on a Ryanair flight although the
plane was small it reminded me of the first plane I was on last year with
Easyjet. The plane ride was short, admiring the clouds from above and watching
the world wake up below was always wonderful and everything about our plane
journey ran smoothly. An hour or so later, we arrived on Denmark soil...
To be continued...
To be continued...
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