English translation for Utak, Megállók... Roads and Stops. I stopped and I moved on.

It has been a long time since I wrote last time. I traveled a lot. Bucharest-Csikszereda(My hometown), Csikszereda-Bucharest, Csikszereda-Gyergyó, Csík-Gyergyó, Gyergyó-Csík, Csík-Vásárhely, Vásárhely-Sóvárad. I stopped here. The time stopped as well, but the leaves, which were turning yellow, and the car’s noise that I could hear did not believe this, of course. Then one morning the snow covered everything. Winter came. I thought. How beautiful is that. Sunrise. Sunset. Never boring. My heart fell asleep, then woke up and ran back and forth. Past and future. I tried to imagine all the problems of the world while I lived in a paradise in silence and peace. Now I know that I could not. But now I see. Now I am here, where I see that people are living and dieing. I see that people are walking and falling. They hit there heads and forget to walk and talk. Yes, it may happen. I see that there are children, who cannot walk and only God knows if they have any chance to learn it. I see that the evil one is trying so hard who destroy us. I see that people do not know their Creator, but they would love to know them. I see that I am a bad counselor and I am extremely shy even if it is bad to be so. I am traveling. Csík-Vásárhely, Vásárhely-Várad. Várad-Biharkeresztes. Biharkeresztes-Várad. Várad-Biharkeresztes. Morning. Evening. You are faithful Father. You are traveling with me. I wish I traveled with you. I wish I could understand you better. I had a great talk with one of my former professors. I was supposed to give faith. Instead my faith got stronger. I saw in her eyes something that I have never seen in nobody’s eyes. Longing for our Lord. Our Lord. I know him, but still not well enough. I trust Him. I know He lives. I heard Him. I wish I could take him everywhere I go.