So leaving Viile Tecii was so much harder than I thought it would be. I promised myself that I was not going to cry, but when Adi started crying, I lost it. I broke bread with Adi’s dad (literally, we each held an end of the loaf and pulled) and he hugged me and called me his brother. Adi gave me a soccer jersey, shorts, and an old pair of indoor soccer shoes that he had let me wear all month. Sanda cried, but when Adi started I couldn’t believe it. He is such a stong guy and I’ve never seen him be emotional outside of the car accident. I guess I knew how much he meant to me, but had no idea how much we had meant to him. I love this family, I can honestly say that, and I don’t know what God has for me in the future, but I can tell you that a part of my heart is still in Viile Tecii, Romania. Below is a video from our ministry in Romania. I only appear in it a couple of times, but there were like 60 of us in one village, so that’s normal. This really was our ministry this month, and near the end, you can see the baptism mentioned in my appropriately named blog “Baptism”.
Now I’m heading to Montenegro to do God knows what. Seriously. I’m sitting in a train station in Serbia preparing to board an all night train to Montenegro with no idea where we’re staying when we get there, but God knows. The World Race has never been to this country and after doing some research, we found out that there are only three non-orthodox Christian churches with about 200 believers in the entire nation. We’re going to be doing some plowing ministry, and it won’t be easy, but I am pumped and I am ready to go. I am a little sick at the moment, so please pray that God would provide: food, shelter, and health for myself and my team. Thank you for all the prayers. I love you all,
Adam
