Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Red Sky in the Morning

So I actually just wrote this incredible posting for this heading, unfortunately, I am on a timed computer in a youth hostel, and as I was rushing to sign my name and save the post, my 20 minutes was up. So I get to write it again. YAY.

And so the testing begins.

It's so easy to say that I'll trust the Lord in any circumstance that He will provide and protect. But it's a whole different animal when I walk into a city that could care less about the stange vagrants coming through down. Its interesting that the more people there are in a city, the more deffensive, the more lonely, the less real, they seem. I wonder who all of us are when we meet strangers.

Well I'm writing this post from a youth hostel in downtown Chicago, and to be honest, I'm still shaking a little at the prospect of this huge city. I am glad to have a place to call base and I'll probably stay for a few nights, but I am still a stranger amongst thousands in a place that feels wild.

I arrived here on a train that looked entirely too appealing after getting a very late notice place to stay last night. After leaving my campsite on a quiet farm in the wake of a very lonely night, I headed out under a beautiful red sky. But we all know what that means. I was resting outside a liqour store just after crossing the border into Illinois. It was late, and I was headed straight into a storm that folks on the news claimed was the worst they had ever seen. The man who found me invited me into his home which was an apartment on the back of a garage without bed or bedroom. His girlfriend welcomed me as we swapped stories and they kept repeating, "we've been there." I was so glad to have a place as I am now in this hostel; but I'll admit that I was afraid. For those people who have praised my trust in God, please know that my I am no better than any. Like I said. It's so much easier to talk than to believe in frightening places.

But God has protected and provided. I know that He will take care of me, even as things get more difficult though I'm sure my hands will get shakey from time to time.

Thanks so much for all your prayers, I love you and miss you all!

Christopher Andrew.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

My daughter Kelley, lives and works in downtown (Moody Broadcasting) Chicago. I told her that you're there, and hope I got her praying for you. I am definitely in prayer for you, and following your saga.

Anonymous said...

Chris,

I am so bummed that I have missed you the last two times you have called. Keep calling...I'll get better at answering.

This has become an amazing trip, brother. It's just as amazing for those of us who are "participating" with you...

John said...

I hate to be the one to say, but I thought you should know. Last night, the Simple Way building caught fire and was completely burned. You can read it here. They're already in plans of rebuilding and need help.

http://www.thesimpleway.org/

I'm sorry Chris. I love you and am keeping you and them in prayer. Please let me know what I can do.

M.Cummings said...

you were staying a block away from my old apartment. I hope you made it safely through the south side.

I hope you are find your way to your spirituality and your true self.