Subway Prophet

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End of Term Reflections

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I have this countdown clock on my computer which I used before I left to count down the hours until when I left. When I got here I didn’t turn it off, so instead of counting down it reminds me of how long I have been here. 5 months and 24 days. A large part of me cannot imagine that it has been this long!

This week is the last week of the Epiphany term in college which gives us some much needed rest as well as some time to work on essays and do some short term placements in churches. It has been a really busy end of term. Not so much because of the work, but because I have had a lot of people who have used me as an excuse to come to England come to see me.

It is a strange thing to have American friends come over and experience my life in this place. Over these past months England has become a sort of surreal normal. I have developed routines and habits and a part of the community in really beautiful ways. So, when people come over who have known me from my “normal” life, it is a strange clash as I realize just how special this time is. Whereas I now rush through the Cathedral to get to class, its vaulted ceilings and powerful columns stop them in their tracks as it did me so many months ago. They have been reminding me that this place and time is a unique and beautiful experience; a truly once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Whereas so much of my life thus far has been dominated by lectures and essays, having visitors over has given me (and Little John Wesley) the excuse I needed to go out and see other parts of the country. Over the next few weeks I will be posting some reflections on my past few months. Some of them are more recent while others are posts that I wrote early on in my time here and have been revising as I learned more. These next few weeks are going to be packed with more visitors and more essays (including some for my Commissioning!), but I am hoping that using some of the posts I have already written it will allow me to update with some more regularity.

Train at York station.

Train at York station.

Durham Cathedral and Castle at Night

Durham Cathedral and Castle at Night

Author: subway prophet

I am a husband, father, and Provisional Elder in the United Methodist Church currently appointed to Memorial UMC in Fernandina Beach, FL. I am a proud graduate of Duke Divinity School and Florida Southern College as well as member of the Wesley Study Centre and St. Johns College in Durham, UK. All posts are my own opinions at the time they are posted and I reserve the ability to change my mind and opinions as I continue to listen to the Holy Spirit and read Scripture with those around me.

One thought on “End of Term Reflections

  1. It’s good to hear from you again – nice photo of the cathedral at night, and seeing the train brings back memories of when I was over there many years ago and also rode the train. We also were fortunate enough to have a car/driver at our convenience (my sister, Edith, who lived outside London then). We never got as far north as you are though, and were pretty close to freezing in June where we were as it was. It was a lovely trip, and found my photos Monday and enjoyed going through them again, although know there are more, and have no idea where they are – came back and went to work next day, so there is no telling. Around here, it seems you have been gone much longer than that! You will soon be seeing Shelby off and getting ready to receive your mother and her family – hope all goes well with that trip. I am taking your Mom to Trenton Saturday to the quilt show, and hope to hear her plans for the trip if she has any yet.

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