May 18th, 2007 These past 6 months since returning home from Romania have been probably some of the most difficult for me. Everything I have ever said about Romania is still the very same. I still believe I am called to live and serve there. Being in Romania - I believe my heart does beat stronger and that my lungs expand farther than being anywhere else, and it truly feels like home. My heart loves Romania and the people there more than I could ever have imagined. And herein lies my greatest struggle. I am not there. Almost every time I look at a picture, remember or re-tell a story, get an email or update from you, or even pray for each and everyone of you, I am brought to tears and there are moments when I believe that I can't imagine truly living without returning to the place my heart loves, Romania. And yet, I know I must live well right here and right now. I am trying to do that - I play hard with friends (I learned to surf in San Diego last month, which I loved!!! and I leave tomorrow for Victoria, Canada with a good friend), I pour my life in Christ into the lives of others (within youth, young adult and adult small groups and at work and within every sphere of my life), I live intentionally every second of every day (I'm going to go back to school to get a Masters in Education so I can teach here or around the world - hopefully one day in Romania), and I pursue my greatest passion...that is Christ and then live out what is right in front of me each and every day with great joy.