#198 The War Zone

Dave gets the N9.

I skip the tube from L. Sq.

Leicester Square.

This train terminates at …


Its crammed with party goers and office workers who stayed out late for drinks…until Earl’s Court.

After Earl’s Court its half full with a mix of the British middle class work force and people with suitcases…

Leaving London behind…

Either ending their vacation or setting off on a trip…

A journey…

Full of excitement and anticipation…

Entering the unknown.

Off…off into the world we go
Planning futures, shaping years
Love bursts in and suddenly
All our wisdom disappears…

Love makes fools of everyone
All the rules we made are broken!Yes love, love changes everyone
Live or perish in its flame.

Love will never ever let you be the same.

We cruise through Hounslow.

Heathrow coming up.

I’ll sneak thru the barriers behind this woman with the big suitcase.

The tube rattles thru the tunnel.

I’ve got no bags, which feels weird.

No fuken certificates.

And no money.


I remember how I had set off on an exciting journey 10 years ago…

Off to Cambodia, following the voice of God…

Here I am, send me!

Listening to the voice of Jesus.

I remember standing at the foot of that mountain on the summer camp in Bolzano…

Looking up in the night sky at the huge Cross…

The river behind me, rushing waters.

And His voice was like the sound of rushing waters.

– Revelation 1:15.

I remember the verse God had given me…in choice Italian:

L’Eterno e il guerriero
L’Eterno e il suo nome.

The LORD is a warrior.
The LORD is His name.

– Exodus 15.3

I should have known then that the mission God was sending me on was going to be a battle.

I should have known I was stepping into a war zone.

Onto a spiritual battlefield.

But I didn’t.

I had no idea.

Did I, Mr. Fox!?