Today I was reading about North Korea; where 50-70 000 people are kept in concentration camps simply because of their faith. My “Bishop’s Cross” was made by someone who managed to escape North Korea. It is a physical connection for me to fellow believers who have a horrendous life but who have tremendous faith. When I hobble into my bedroom for the night I know I won’t have to precede bed with indoctrination classes and criticism session having had virtually nothing to eat. If you have time to watch the video above, please do. I have had the privilege of meeting Hea Woo, the subject of the story, and she is an incredible woman.
I’m writing this from a Premier Inn in Farnham but last night I stayed in the former Gardeners House for Chawton Manor (above). What an amazing place to sit for a short while to pray and meditate! One of the privileges of the trip. Also seeing beautiful cottages and the church at Bentley with 350 year old yew trees where Jane Austen’s brother was curate.
So now I am in Surrey after nearly 16 miles of walking today following the sign of the Pilgrims Way (and my guidebook). When I stop it’s hard to get the legs going again. But like running I’ve concluded that long distance walking with a big pack (I will make it lighter next time!) is as much mental as physical. You have to get through the moments you want to give up. I did more singing today. Thanks for all those who prayed for my feet-still pretty mangled but stood up to it better than I thought. Onwards and upwards-to Guildford tomorrow. Thanks for your interest and support.