On getting back from India last weekend, I let my watch adjust itself. You see, I have one of these rather clever watches- it has a link to a Satellite signal so it will always go back to the right time in the UK after a trip away. Or so I thought.
My watch is also an alarm clock. I set it as normal on Sunday for a 6.00am Monday wake up in order to get the 7.00 train to London. Sure enough, the alarm went off, I got up washed, dressed and headed out to the station.
I thought it was a bit funny that our neighbours Chris and Marion were not awake as the light is usually on as I pass their house. And there seemed to be a lot less cars on the road too. And where were all the passengers at the station?! It was at this point I looked at the station clock. Five to six in the morning! But my watch showed five to seven!
Needless to say, I was in rather early to work and had a bit of a long day. My watch is still adjusting an hour ahead. I've had to turn off the satalite link bit. Maybe the Satellite has been blown up or something?! Conspiracy theory time!
This is what the Bible says:
"Show me, O LORD, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting is my life."
So fleeting in fact that I'm an hour ahead of myself!
Saturday, 24 February 2007
Tuesday, 20 February 2007
India 2
It's not so much jet lag as culture shock, returning from a week in India. We have been working in one of the poorest areas of Andhra Pradesh with the most remarkable people.
They have nothing, yet they give everything. Such generosity of spirit. Such a willingness to give. It's not what you own, it's what you are......
They have nothing, yet they give everything. Such generosity of spirit. Such a willingness to give. It's not what you own, it's what you are......
Thursday, 8 February 2007
India
It's snowing as I write this. A good couple of inches I think. Amazing that in just over 24 hours, I will be on a plane for India. The weather contrast will be quite something.
The other contrast is the poverty. India attacks your senses- blaring car horns, 'interesting' smells and everywhere, poverty in front of your eyes. Compared to what I have seen in the villages of Andhra Pradesh, every single person in the UK has more than them.
I'm out there doing some church and charity work, taking a team with me. For those that have not been before, it will be a life-changing moment. We know we live in the richest 10% or so of the world here in the UK, but until we experience what the majority of the world is like, it is hard to comprehend the difference.
There aren't any mountains in the area of India that I visit, but I will be climbing quite a few.
The other contrast is the poverty. India attacks your senses- blaring car horns, 'interesting' smells and everywhere, poverty in front of your eyes. Compared to what I have seen in the villages of Andhra Pradesh, every single person in the UK has more than them.
I'm out there doing some church and charity work, taking a team with me. For those that have not been before, it will be a life-changing moment. We know we live in the richest 10% or so of the world here in the UK, but until we experience what the majority of the world is like, it is hard to comprehend the difference.
There aren't any mountains in the area of India that I visit, but I will be climbing quite a few.
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