I’m writing this from a bus.
Not, however, a bus to eastern Turkey as previously expected. Team
Sofia’s arrangements for the month fell through the day before we
were supposed to head towards Diyarbakir. So after a few days of
well-now-what in Istanbul, we are essentially in another ATL month.
We’re heading towards the capital city right now, with no plans, no
accommodations, and no clue what’s in store for us.
Not, however, a bus to eastern Turkey as previously expected. Team
Sofia’s arrangements for the month fell through the day before we
were supposed to head towards Diyarbakir. So after a few days of
well-now-what in Istanbul, we are essentially in another ATL month.
We’re heading towards the capital city right now, with no plans, no
accommodations, and no clue what’s in store for us.
Four of the six of us are
musicians, and since we’re armed with two guitars and a jimbe drum,
our idea is to go around the smaller villages and play worship songs in English.
Turkey is apparently well known for the hospitality of its citizens,
and we’ve certainly experienced a glimmer of that hospitality while
in Istanbul. Everyone on Sofia has been invited to tea at least
once, and we were given free apple tea at the restaurant where we ate
dessert waffles last night. Hopefully the music will open doors for
conversations and more hospitality from both sides.
musicians, and since we’re armed with two guitars and a jimbe drum,
our idea is to go around the smaller villages and play worship songs in English.
Turkey is apparently well known for the hospitality of its citizens,
and we’ve certainly experienced a glimmer of that hospitality while
in Istanbul. Everyone on Sofia has been invited to tea at least
once, and we were given free apple tea at the restaurant where we ate
dessert waffles last night. Hopefully the music will open doors for
conversations and more hospitality from both sides.
It’s interesting (read:
ironically entertaining) to me that this month has been a
collaboration of things that I don’t handle well. I hate the
unknown. I don’t like change. I like to know exactly what’s coming
next. And yet here I am on a bus that is playing Turkish music videos on repeat, heading to a city that I’ve never been to
and know nothing about, with no clue what’s happening when we get
off, and with a family band that I joined just last week.
ironically entertaining) to me that this month has been a
collaboration of things that I don’t handle well. I hate the
unknown. I don’t like change. I like to know exactly what’s coming
next. And yet here I am on a bus that is playing Turkish music videos on repeat, heading to a city that I’ve never been to
and know nothing about, with no clue what’s happening when we get
off, and with a family band that I joined just last week.
Yep. I’ve officially gone
off the deep end.
off the deep end.
On a totally unrelated note,
I got emails yesterday from Justin, Sydney, and Jared, three sixth
graders from First Baptist Christian School in Butler, PA. True
confession: those emails kind of made my day.
I got emails yesterday from Justin, Sydney, and Jared, three sixth
graders from First Baptist Christian School in Butler, PA. True
confession: those emails kind of made my day.
