The end of July, Hans asked me if I would like to go to Iceland. Not just to see Iceland, but to be aboard the Logos II while it was in port there for two weeks. I said yes, and on August 15th I flew out of the Florence airport on my way to Rekjavik. A connecting flight in Atlanta, another one in Boston, then on through several time zones up to the "Top of the World," the "Land of Fire and Ice," the "Land of the Midnight Sun." It was an adventure, to say the least. I have started writing some things down - see my regular website for those stories, www.bettecox.com.
I took the above photos (four merged into one) while standing in the parking lot of the Iceland Coast Guard Station in Rekjavik, just a couple of blocks from where the ship was berthed. It was a clear sunny day and I took the pictures one right after the other, but for some reason unknown to me at this time, the lighting on each shot was slightly different. I still like it.
All the time I was there whether on the ship or off, I could sense Tim with me. The Lord spoke to me a number of times, explaining various things I was seeing, elaborating on what I was seeing or thought I already knew. It is a beautiful, small island nation full of touristy sightseeing spots, such as the geyser, the volcanic section, the places where the tectonic plates of Europe and North America meet, the Blue Lagoon full of geothermically heated hot water, the glacier, and lots of lavender-looking hills. You get a sense of those in this photo.
I was wishing Tim and I had been able to travel together, but I realized that he was seeing all of these interesting things and experiencing the island for himself not limited or hindered in any way. I didn't have to try to describe the indescribable to him, he was perfectly able to take it all in with all his senses! And maybe not for the first time...
So I talked to Tim as I walked around (not out loud of course), talked to the Lord, thanked God I was able to be there, that I had obeyed Him when he told me the first of the year to go get a passport. He created this beautiful place as he did so many others. Man hasn't been able to completely mar His handwork, and it's His pleasure to share it with me.
I believe there will be other trips, other beautiful places God has made that I will get to visit in the days ahead. And I believe Tim and Jesus will be right there with me, wherever that turns out to be. How neat.
