In the battle

Romania. Cold, snowy and bare. There is much beauty within that can only be tapped over time. There is a darkness that hangs over this place that stings deeper than the frost on your skin. It is apparent that the enemy has had open reign for a long time. But there is light here. People who are passionate for their King and are giving their lives to see His kingdom dwell in this place. There are many hearts that are yearning for release from a dark, rancid prison. The time that our small band of warriors has spent here has been formidable and arduous yet we have seen the light of His kingdom penetrating places yet hidden in darkness. People who have seen the glint of hope and chosen to walk toward it.
I only ask for your weapon of prayer to be with us in the final stretch of time left here. I beseech you.