See! I told you I've been rubbish at updating this thing!
Where to begin? Last week, Erin and I finally returned home to Potters Bar after a week in Muswell Hill for the Time for God Conference, a week on Holiday, and a week in Shropshire to learn our new assembly. As I had promised Chrissie, my Field Officer with Time for God, I tried to settle into my community and really get connected.
I had high hopes for Monday night, as my plan was to go to a local primary school and join in on a game of adult netball. Instead of basketball here, they play netball. I'm still not quite so sure on the rules, because I went to the primary school only to find out that the newsletter of events in Hertfordshire was wrong. Dressed in my sport kit, I decided instead to take a jog to check out a Bible Study at the URC where our office is located. Tuesday night was another Bible Study, although that time I walked, and on Wednesday, Erin and I went into London to meet Emily for a show. I spent Thursday recovering from my nights around town and then Erin and I spent Friday night in, watching movies. Overall, I'm beginning to feel like I belong here in Potters Bar, but it only took a good two or so months.
This week has been filled with assemblies, sometimes three in one day, like today. I again made it to Monday night Bible Study this week, jogging again despite the horrid weather. Tuesday I trekked into Little Heath in hope of finding a "Traditional Crafts" club, only to find that the same Hertfordshire newsletter had led me astray yet again. Tonight was a bit more productive with a Bible Study that meets fortnightly, one that I hadn't been to in a while due to my earlier travels. I actually have the pleasure of talking to the group on 30 November about churches in America. If anyone has any suggestions, I am open and willing to listen, by the way. :)
Tomorrow and Friday will hopefully go off without incident, as we only have one assembly both days. Again, I apologize for not updating this more regularly, but when my routine is beginning to feel normal, it doesn't seem as exciting to write about! Maybe when I finish Hunger Games, I will be more tempted to write a more thoughtful and reflective entry. As my mother (and Tigger) would say, ta ta for now. :)
