Sometimes rambling is necessary

The previous blog was meant to simply bring attention to the point of how night/"going out"/working/"busy" life was different from American ways. The social scene is different. I think I failed to make that point clear, and rambled instead.

In any case, I'd like to share a verse that really home. It can be found in the book of Habakkuk Chapter 3

16 I heard and my heart pounded,
my lips quivered at the sound;
decay crept into my bones,
and my legs trembled.
Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity
to come on the nation invading us.

17 Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,

18 yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.

19 The Sovereign LORD is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to go on the heights.
For the director of music. On my stringed instruments.

I'm going to put up some really awesome pictures soon. Minus Barcelona and Valencia. (for now)