We went into the city center of Dresden and I noticed that the buildings were very black. We learned that the city had been bombed by the British and Americans but some of the buildings had been restored. The weather was chillier and everyone was kinda cold.We first stopped at "the lady church" (Frauchurchon cathedral). It was very beautiful and ornate. The choir was allowed to sing and we really worshiped God.
I went with a group of FBC members to the Old Masters art gallery. As we looked at all the beautiful paintings I noticed that Jesus was a prominent subject in the art, which shows that Jesus has had a lasting impact on the world. We did visit the porcelain museum, but it was mostly plates and cups and table settings. (Carl, the stenographer, went to see them make Phaetons at the Transparent Factory).
We then split up our group and Mom and I had a quick lunch at a cafe. Then we went shopping. All along the street were people trying to earn a living. There we beggars, musicians, and actors dressed as German historical figures posing for pictures. We boarded the bus for Bad Lausick. Its not actually 'bad' as in English, but a town that has a natural mineral spa. When we arrived, the members of the 'Energie' Baptist church had prepared a delicious dinner of pasta, rice, and goulash. It doesn't sound good, but it was delicious! We then had a time of prayer in the youth room and remembered some of the attributes of God such as He is our protector, He is faithful, and we can trust Him.
With our hearts prepared for worship we started the concert in a modern, bright room. Most of the seats were filled. The audience really participated in the music and was responsive and receptive to the message. The concert was a success and I think we encouraged the congregation's hearts. It was a 90-minute ride back to the ETAP hotel in Weimar. We arrived at midnight (again) and sluggishly went into our rooms and gladly fell asleep.
-Elizabeth Hering
Monday, June 16, 2008
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