Our group at Blenheim Palace
Well, the time is coming for us all to get ready to leave. I have less than two weeks here. That may seem like a while, but the last three months feel like only a few days. We have one more official group meeting on Saturday where we will all have dinner together, all the students and the Bywaters. Afterwards, we are taking trips to various places before going home. We're going to Brussels and then I'm off to Köln (Cologne), Germany with Josh and Lindsey while the others are going to Paris.
Today we met at the Bird and Babe for an unofficial discussion on worldviews, literature and such. I keep asking myself how I'm going to leave this place. Not too long ago, I had dinner in Christchurch dining hall with my friends. Most people would recognize it from the Harry Potter films. But it's not just the grandeur of this place. The history of it all coupled with the atmosphere for learning makes it almost magical. I was asking a full-time student here what the best thing about Oxford was. He told me that at Oxford you're not vilified for studying hard and not partying. I certainly found that to be true here. At KU, I've been criticized for taking several hours and working hard. The discussion here has been so satisfying to my hunger for great discussion. In the Summit flats, we don't talk so much about movies, celebrities and trivial things. We talk about culture, politics, interpreting scripture, theology, philosophy, how to be a positive impact on the culture as well as our personal goals and pursuits.
I have an amazing family waiting for me at home. I also have some truly rare and steadfast friends. But when you are on an adventure with a fellowship of nine (and even ten including Kevin who's shared a lot of our journey), you live together, eat together, travel together, laugh together and at times struggle together, you form strong loyalties. Leaving each other will be very hard for all of us. Leaving the Bywater family and Oxford, this beautiful city of gleaming spires, will be hard.
Last weekend, I went to C. S. Lewis's home. I started thinking about Narnia, and I think for the first time in my life I'm beginning to understand how the Pevensie children felt returning to our world. When we get home, we'll show other people pictures. We'll tell about the trips we took and about each other. But the only ones with whom we'll be able to really identify is each other. I suppose that's part of life. You have experiences with great friends, and try as you may, you can't really explain to people what it was like.
These lyrics are from a song that played in the film, Prince Caspian, when the Pevensie children leave Narnia. Last night, Josh, Lindsey, Andrea and I stayed up till 2:30 am looking at pictures and listening to this song. It explains a lot of what we're all feeling.
The Call
It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry
I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye
Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before
All you can do is try to know who your friends are
As you head off to the war
Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light
You'll come back when it's over
No need to say goodbye
You'll come back when it's over
No need to say goodbye
Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget
Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes
You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say goodbye
You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say goodbye