Straight From the Journal: Ireland Day 1- Céad Míle Fáilte

It was such a smooth travel/journey, I can hardly believe it. We stopped in Indy for Chick-fil-A (of course). There was a bit of traffic and rain in Chicago, as can be expected. The woman who checked our bags asked if we were a dance team, to which we all looked at each other and laughed. I didn't sleep a wink; I forgot how difficult it is to sleep on planes. But just being in the airport, I wouldn't be able to tell you we are in Ireland. It (at least from the window), looks like Kentucky, and feels like home. We flew through the night, and we got here in time for breakfast, so that ought to help keep me awake. We were welcomed to a very large house in Currabinny by Joy and Ross. There are beautiful skylights and windows everywhere. We hiked a short trail through the woods to town, where we saw a bunch of kiddos jumping off the pier into cold Atlantic sea water.
On our way there, riding the bus, I sat next to a sweet girl, probably about my age, named Emma from Marseille, France. She grew in a Catholic school, and was taught Catholic beliefs. She did not however, have any belief in the Gospel, but rather "wondered" about spiritual things, and wasn't entirely sure. I was blessed with the opportunity to share the Gospel with her. I pray that conversation continues to stay in her mind, and she would come to know Jesus.
We did some training in the evening. Very informative, but I need a shower.

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