So this is a pic of me "jumping" off the westernmost point of continental Europe. I was just in Portugal for a team spiritual retreat. It had to be the most interesting trip I ever took. It took over 24 hours to get back here, and I didn't even change a time zone. God was good though, and I was able to get closer to my team than I've ever felt. I think I missed my times with God, which was really almost a first. I usually don't physically miss (long for) my times spent with Him. It was awesome!