I've had the privilege to take an eight-day vacation to Paris, France. Go with me for a moment. This isn't an opportunity to brag - it's an opportunity to testify of how what I thought was a trip for self gratification, and an opportunity to check another thing off of my list of "Things To Do Before I Die," became an eight-day way of preparing for my 40-day fast.
As with everything else it seems I’ve taken something else for granted. When I moved to Florida for Film School I didn’t realize how much I appreciated the change of seasons. I know some of you will call me crazy but I became greatly depressed during Thanksgiving and Christmas when I saw people swimming and Christmas lights on palm trees. I don’t even know why they had a meteorologist on the news because all they had to say was, “it’s going to be another sunny day!”
It’s said that if you read about it then you’ve experienced it. One of my life’s desires is to go to London, England. Well… I had the wonderful opportunity to speak to a gentleman, by every right, from London. Needless to say I loved his accent and it took all of my will power not to want to join him in his dialect. In our conversation, all of which I could not place here in print, I learned of a man with a sole desire to please the Lord and to follow Jesus’ example in reaching the masses.