It’s been close to a week that my David and I have been in Romania, and boy what a week it has been. 

We are venturing to a nearby city tomorrow to do a kid’s camp for the week, and there has been a ton of effort put into it from BHOP and the church here. We’re extremely honored to get to be apart of it all. Our role will more than likely look like kitchen duty and keeping things in order, as well as just simply loving the kids. It’s sure to be an incredible time!

David and I have taken to long walks in the village here, and I already feel the simple beauty taking it’s effect on my heart. The months of stress and endless lists and tasks to accomplish in order to come here for 3 months has fallen to the wayside with each step leaving that relaxed feeling in my forehead. I love being where the billboards are scarce, and the traffic is nonexistent. It was all worth it after all ;).

The family we are staying with is expecting another addition to their threesome during the time we’re here, and everyday as I look at Florina’s stomach my heart longs for little Miriam to get here already. Ana, their two-year-old, is ever excited and absolutely a beautiful soul. Truly, this family is so dear to us, and we are so honored to get to live daily life serving and loving one another.

There is much to be excited about, and much to plan out, your prayers are welcomed and desired by us. 

My father once told me that in Germany they have every tree counted, I couldn't count them all as we landed in Munich, but I believe him.

"We gave three heavy-hearted cheers, and blindly plunged like fate into the lone Atlantic."

Moby Dick: or, the White Whale (Melville, Herman)

I've been speechless for a long time.

  I'm convinced there are few things more beautiful than the honesty of a contrite heart. The simple musings and revelations of one who has lived through much, and has walked away humbled. I guess that must be what draws me to my David.

  Don't you agree, that there is something breathtaking in the woman taking her time telling you the reality of breast cancer, yet chemo couldn't wipe out that glimmer in her eyes when she smiles? Or when you read that post by someone who is just trying to pay their bills on time, they aren't depressed, they're writing about their morning run or the handsome piece of literature they've encountered at the used bookstore.

  I find myself inspired. What makes me speechless; the desire to speak with a contrite and honest mind. How easy it is to go through days talking about things as if you're an expert, to convince everyone you come in contact with that you're worth loving and admiring. Oh but the beauty of honest silence, and what's more - honest speech.

I'm doing my best to learn.

"Yet see how elastic our stiff prejudices grow when love once comes to bend them."

-Moby Dick: or, the White Whale (Melville, Herman)



This book is beautiful.