So when I pulled up blogger to type this, everything except what I am typing is in Icelandic... And I'm in Reykjavik, Iceland by the way, in case you were unaware. ...Also, I don't really want to come home...all that awful heat and humidity...blegh. *Pronunciation Guide: Reykjavik = Rehk-yah-vick Anywho, normally I wouldn't exactly list evangelism at the top of my skills list...in fact, it makes me feel super nervous and awkward. (Which I've decided is actually pretty stupid when you consider the totally sovereign God in charge of the whole universe and everything in it.) So not to be debby-downer, but I wasn't particularly looking forward to today's task. The good news is that I was not in control of the entire day's goings on, and it turned out to be really awesome. After prayer walking this morning and a nutritious lunch of PB&Js, we split into groups, and divided up to conquer some coffee houses in downtown Reykjavik. The first
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