[ i give all that i am to you that everyday i can be a light that shines your name ]

It hit me this morning en route to Batar that in less than a week I’m not going to be living in Romania anymore. And while I really do want to go home, I really do want to stay. I am hard pressed between the two. Still, I have to praise Him. This has been such an awesome experience to look back on and learn from and I have so much to look forward to. Getting back to Pittsburgh, starting the next chapter of my life in Minneapolis, seeing what exciting new things the Lord has for me, and SLEEP. Let’s not forget sleep. I am really looking forward to that.

I can’t even begin to express my thankfulness for the Australian team and the two English missionaries that live in Timisoara. They have such a great attitude – it’s so refreshing. And they are constantly refocusing themselves and the rest of the team on Christ. Through group prayer, through praise, through words of encouragement. They’ve already been here in Romania for two weeks. Their energy amazes me. And when they worship, they do it like they really mean it. Iasmina and Filip have been a particularly special blessing, but every single one of them has been an encouragement to me one way or another. And every time I talk to Claire (and Richard) I don’t want to stop.

This week we’ve been doing a project in Batar. Technically two projects… okay, well, actually there’s three going on at the same time. One in Beius or Cabesti, depending on the day, and two in Batar. The larger half of the team is doing a medical clinic while the others are doing a kids camp. And the team in Beius/Cabesti is doing a medical clinic.

We had about 200 in the medical clinic today in Batar and about 90 kids in the camp. We have one or two translators at any given time and about four half translators. It’s extremely challenging, and we don’t have enough men. All we really have is Razvan, Cristi’s brother. God bless him, he’s been SO sick this week and losing his voice and he’s been an absolute rock, working himself to death, running back and forth between the clinic and the kids camp to help as he can, and of course he’s right in the middle of everything with an awesome attitude… just like Cristi. Still, I wish there was one more of him, they need him inside too. I often find myself wishing Cristi was here – but I have to continuously lay that at the Lord’s feet and die to that desire. I know they need him there and that God’s plan is perfect. If there’s a problem with the plan, the problem is me, not the plan.

“So then, brothers, we are debtors, not to the flesh, to live according to the flesh. For if you live according to the flesh you will die, but if by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live. For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God. For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!” The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him. For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.” – Romans 8:12-18