Music was playing. People were dancing. Laughter was in the air. A celebration was just beginning. A wedding. What did us Americans do? The only thing we could…
My first few days in Serbia have been a whirl wind. I’ve enjoyed every moment of it. From the first night when we got pizza to dancing for three hours (which was extremely exhausting but awesome! The older women I was dancing with were too legit to quit.) and singing karaoke at a welcome party for my team. All of it has been amazing, and already I am feeling myself going out of my comfort zone. Doing things I’d never do normally, such as singing karaoke, and just talking to complete strangers, let alone strangers that for the most part don’t speak English.
But that is our goal. To build relationships and get to know the people. But also to pray for this town. To pray that people would come to know Christ. I’m so excited for what God is going to do in Sombor and through my team! I don’t know what the Lord has planned, but whatever it is, I can’t wait.
If you wouldn’t mind to pray for my team and I as we serve here in Serbia, for the people here. Pray that God will work miracles here in their lives and that people will come to know Jesus.
This is a war we are fighting, and the more prayer warriors we have, the better.
Thank you all for your support whether it’s financially, prayerfully or emotionally, it all means so much, so thank you!
As of right now, I have only $4,186 left to raise! Praise Jesus! I’d like to be fully funded as soon as possible. If 150 people donated $28 each I would reach that goal in no time! Believe it!
So back to my story…
We walk down the street to where the celebration is happening. We kinda just awkwardly stand there and smile at the people and laugh while they enjoy their dancing. When they were done, a man who spoke English came over and was talking with us. He then invited us in to eat and have drinks. We walked in, greeted many more people and chilled for like 10mins. Not wanting to over stay our welcome, we took leave and thanked them.
“Hvala, ciao!” (Thank you! Bye!) is what we said as we left. Let me tell you, crashing a Serbian wedding was pretty great.
CIAO!
