Last Day in England
Today was my last full day in England. Paul and I took a charter to King Henry VIII's old castle. It dates back to the 15th century. Lots of history ... lots to take in.

Beautiful structures and manicured gardens. Amazing feats of architecture....and a look into the dark hearts of fallen men.
Paul posed with King Henry the VIII. He was a big ole fella. He didn't start out that way.....but unbridled power and passions will always lead to a destructive end in one's body, soul and relationships.

We ended our time together at the Black Lion in Brighton. Wendy joined us for this time. We had some great conservation over our farewell meal. Questions....about the ways of God and His mysterious paths....how do we discern when we're walking that path and are bringing a smile to the Father's face. I've concluded that I have alot of questions....and not as many answers as I once did.
Wendy and Paul Young are two of the greatest servants of the Lord that I know. I'm honored to have them as close friends that bring joy to my heart. I believe that the country of England doesn't know the stature of these that walk it's southern coast.
Thank you Paul and Wendy.










