The Old and The New
We drove fifteen miles to Didcot today for lunch with Casey, an 18-year-old girl who was baptized shortly before COVID hit last spring. She doesn't drive and doesn't have a car, and has to take the bus or train to Oxford when she comes. With the virus running roughshod all over the place and with all of the restrictions in place, she doesn't come to Oxford often. She has been to church on Sundays for the past two weeks.
We took her to lunch in a quaint little eatery that was delicious and inexpensive. We sat with her for an hour and a half and re-established our ties and our acquaintance with her. She is cute and energetic....and 18. She is so young, but she seems wise. She is working long days at Burger King - entirely on her feet the whole shift. But she is grateful to have a job and it pays reasonably well. She is trying to get into a college somewhere in the UK.
We enjoyed our visit with her very much. As always, I was surprised at how easily she visited with us. She laughed and talked and asked questions. We have that experience often here....it seems that so many young missionaries and YSAs in general seem at ease with "old people." Perhaps they all have grandparents they are close to. It is pleasant for us to be in their company and to hear what they are doing and what they are interested in.
After a lovely drive through the rain, and a quick stop at a large grocery store, we came home, and then went for a walk through Oxford. We wandered down streets we haven't been on before, we stepped inside of Blackwell's - a giant of a bookstore, reputed to have miles of underground aisles of books on shelves.
We were on a mission, looking for a specific book, but were out of luck.
But just being in the bookstore was so delightful, we didn't mind at all. This is the original Blackwell store built in the 1800s.
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| The ever-changing sky above our flat. |







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