Wow! What a day! I slept in until 9:30 but I guess I needed the sleep after only dozing on the plane coming over here. Rather than wasting time eating breakfast, I headed for Buckingham Palace to watch the Changing of the Guard at 11:30. Wow again! As I watched the pomp and ceremony, standing in front of the gates, this thought came to me...
"What will the gates of heav'n be like,
When we are finally home?"
I can sense a poem or a chorus coming along, can't you!
Following the spectacle at the palace I took the tube to the Metropolitan Tabernacle (pictured), where Spurgeon preached. I was shown the sanctuary and then browed in the Tabernacle Bookshop! That was a special treat. You can't let a bibliophile loose in bookish Britain. I found a diary of Andrew Bonar that I was looking for.
Then it was off to Westminster Abbey. I guess the highlight there was seeing David Livingstone's tomb stone. I'll quote what it said later, perhaps after I get home.
By the way, I'm at another internet cafe tonight so I can't post my pictures until I can use my laptop somewhere.
Tomorrow morning I'm off to Olney by train, the town where John Newton and William Cowper lived and where William Carey pastored before leaving for India. I'll ask for a wake-up call in the morning so I can get a head start.
That's all for now, folks. Thanks for your love and prayers. Please keep Carol and the kids in your prayers too. Thank you!
P. S. Why the title, Splittin' My Shoes? I walked to far today that the seams of my shoes came undone. Oh well. That's what pilgrim's do!