Day 2
I signed up for this trip from the wait list and learned I had a space to travel in late April. For this reason, I flew to Glasgow
(pronounced Glaz-go, by Londoners at least) on a later flight than the others.
That meant I had a longer layover in London.
To think this multi-faith prayer space was directly on my route in the giant Heathrow airport while I waited. People like me feel lonely here every day; they get lost…and found.
I took off my shoes and joined the pray-ers, welcoming their quiet company.
Always Bridging 
Certainly unexpected delight.
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Finding serenity in a busy airport sounds great!
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I’m always on the lookout for those rooms when I have a long layover. How fortuitous that it was in your path!
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