I love commuting from places; especially in the evening. Tonight, my drive home was colorful and stilling as I soaked in the lyrics Noah James and the Executives faithfully sang. I was again reminded that when WE choose to turn our eyes upon Jesus and look full in his wonderful face, everything about the day - tasks, complaints, frustrations and even worries - grow strangely dim in the light of his GLORY and GRACE.
Quintessential 3-star beachside hotel. The kind that looks great on Instagram and random af in real life. Why are there clay sheep figurines on the lawn? The spiked grass hurts my bare sandy feet. Tomorrow we leave this strange façade for Lisbon. I am glad.