I just got to Călărași a few hours ago and ate a really huge candy bar. I think it’s monday, but I’m not really sure. Glad tomorrow is a holiday here and I can chill and get over any jetlag issues before it’s work time. I took a picture of the mall in București where I exchanged some money and ate some really good chicken. I should have stopped at the chicken….an entire huge candy bar at 1:30 in the morning?!? But I had to, it was a gift.
In 48 hours I will be on a plane heading to Istanbul, where I will have a brief layover. Then . . . ROMANIA! It’s almost unbelievable that this time has come. The last few weeks has been high anxiety, overflowing in peace, full of discouragement, joyfully confident in the Lord, and…very busy. “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” (Philippians 4:13). I’m exhausted, so I have not much more to say….read my March 30th post for more information about my trip.
Şi să -L cunosc pe El şi puterea învierii Lui şi părtăşia suferinţelor Lui, şi să mă fac asemenea cu moartea Lui;ca să ajung cu orice chip, dacă voi putea, la învierea din morţi. (Filipeni 3:10-11 – Cornilescu RMNN)
For us non-Romanian speakers that is: [For my determined purpose is] that I may know Him [that I may progressively become more deeply and intimately acquainted with Him, perceiving and recognizing and understanding the wonders of His Person more strongly and more clearly], and that I may in that same way come to know the power outflowing from His resurrection [which it exerts over believers], and that I may so share His sufferings as to be continually transformed [in spirit into His likeness even] to His death, [in the hope] that if possible I may attain to the [spiritual and moral] resurrection [that lifts me] out from among the dead [even while in the body].
Just meditating on that word today….
Just booked my flight in faith that all needed funds will come through. Yes, I’m confident that God is true to His Word. Leave April 29th from Chicago and returning May 30th. Return trip….already making me sad. Going Turkish means checking in two bags for free.
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