On Vox: Asta e greu.
The last couple of days have been rather hard for me. It's 2:30 in the morning, and I should really be sleeping, so I'll have to keep this short. I don't know exactly what's happening in my heart, but it hurts. It's a sort of detachment...like I might be approaching the end of something, and I'm preparing myself to say goodbye forever. I don't really know how else to explain it; at least not without spending at least an hour thinking it through and typing it out. Please keep me in your prayers, mainly for better focus and energy, and also for renewal. Tomorrow (today, actually), we will attend the first night of the Franklin Graham crusade in Timisoara. Saturday we will perform, and Sunday we will attend the final night. Then on Monday we will have the privilege of performing in the Philharmonic Hall in Timisoara (a HUGE honor, to which we were invited just a few days ago). I don't know what's on the schedule for Tuesday, and then we will hop on a plane early Wednesday morning and be home around 7:20 p.m. (5:20 a.m. Thursday morning in Romanian time). The trip is winding down...sometimes it doesn't feel soon enough, but I know God is still working in us and through us here. I just feel like I'm running out of pieces of my heart to give away here...
Originally posted on numaiharul.vox.com