To Love Someone is to See the Face of God

It's been a crazy week full of memorable experiences. Last weekend some friends and I traveled to Brighton and walked by the ocean, ate fish n' chips on the pier, and meandered through the shops around town. It was frightfully windy, but well worth the train ride. We found some good gifts and red velvet cupcakes. Yum. Our high spirits from a fun-filled day left us wishing the night wouldn't end. So we found a bar and restaurant on the way home and enjoyed some drinks and live music. At the end of the night, we were the only ones dancing, and I think the musicians appreciated it. MK and I didn't get our fill, so Sunday night we went to a salsa club with some buddies from church and learned some basic steps. Twas an awesome weekend.

Throughout the week I enjoyed getting to know some of my flat mates better by eating and reminiscing together in our cramped kitchen and savoring some gelato while playing Jenga. Experienced some more of the wonderful London rain, which really is wonderful because it's so much more pure here than the acid rain we get in parts of America, and finding more gifts on Portabello Road. I had some epiphanies in my dance classes these past few days, but I suppose, considering I am going to a conservatory, that is expected. I will probably never get used to it though, which is a blessing I think. I've been keeping up with my Moscow church community by listening to their podcasts and reading their beautiful mess stories on the blog. I also attended the Hillsong Conference which was just more of regular Hillsong services, except in a larger venue. Got some good soul food out of it and some sweet worship time. To close the week, a few of my flat mates and I shared some bonding time in the lounge, watching chick flicks and eating popcorn on a rainy night. Pride and Prejudice had us dreaming sweet dreams and inspired us to travel to the district where it was filmed, so I have that to look forward to. Now all that's missing is my prince.

I went and saw Les Miserables this evening. It was a special performance because it was three of the main cast members' last night. The man who played Jean Valjean was phenomenal and is now leaving to play the Phantom, which I would pay good money to see. His voice was so strong and so smooth. I was blown away by some of the characters and others, I was slightly disappointed in. But Les Mis isn't one of my favorite musicals. I knew I would be moved, but I wasn't changed. I did however learn that to love someone is to see the face of God. I've never been in love, nor do I believe anyone has ever truly been in love with me. But, I dreamed a dream...perhaps my Pride and Prejudice trip will bring me love, my musical.