First of all, I apologize for my lack of posts. Every time I have tried to sit down to right, I have been struck by the weightiness of trying to put everything into words. Last month we lived with gypsies in a little village nestled in the mountains of Romania. Now I find myself sitting in an apartment in Slovakia that is strikingly similar to accommodations we are used to in the States. We had a shopping trip at the mega grocery store the other night, and I found my teammate frozen in the cereal isle clutching bags of Cinnamon Toast Crunch to her bosom and staring around in teary amazement. So things are nice here:)
On a personal level, last month was all about coming to an actual felt understanding of GRACE, and this month I find that truths are sinking in. I woke up this morning with an overwhelming desire to have extreme FAITH and believe the Lord for big things.
“So I saw in my dream that the man began to run. He had not run far from his own door” before the characters in his small story ran to fetch him back, crying out all the threats and excuses they could think of. “But the man put his fingers in his ears, and ran on, crying, ‘Life! Life! eternal life!’ “
(Original text from Pilgrim’s Progress – emphasis added in The Sacred Romance by John Eldredge)
