Yesterday we braved the streets and entered a world in Hong Kong known as Ladies Market. Picture Times Square in New York City – all of the screens, hype, media, press of people – and then picture all of the streets covered or tented and divided up into stalls with every kind of souvenir and marketable good known to mankind. It was like Manhattan on steroids. With a firm grip to our hands, the girls were wide eyed and in heaven. Everyone got to bargain for a “treasure”, a small taste of Hong Kong to take home with us. Getting to and from the market was an adventure in and of itself, and we had our first experience on the Hong Kong subway. Talk about an amazing work of logistical genius! We almost lost Lizzie in the fray – she hopped on a train without us behind her and the doors shut with her on the inside, wide eyed, looking at us on the outside. In a move like Superman, Jason forced open the doors and jammed his body between the doors and pulled Lizzie out with a sea of unfamiliar faces looking at us and probably thinking, “Dumb Americans.” The train sat there for a few moments for the system to reset before racing off down the track while we all dog piled on Lizzie with a huge hug. I have never been more thankful to see her big eyes looking up at me. Whew.
We arrived back at our hotel without anymore mishaps and spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and eating an early dinner in an effort to stay awake.
We we are off to church this morning – St. Andrews, an Anglican Church Jason spotted yesterday while on a walk with the girls. We are thankful to have the opportunity to worship with our brothers and sisters in Christ here in Kowloon, one more day before getting Mis Grace. Praying your worship is full of hope and strength this morning, too, remembering the Lord is glorified in all the earth.
His love and ours, The Baker 5 (soon to be The Baker 6!)