Yea, the title of my blog really has nothing to do with the blog… other than the fact that our motto or mascott or whatever it it should be called is t-rex and today I have been completely overwhelmed by how much I love the incredible people that God placed in my life through t-squad.
It is our first week here in Romania and so much has happened. It blows my mind that this is only day 4 out of 11 months. We have done different ministries each day and each day I have learned something new about my faith and grown in Christ’s love .
Day 1:
Our squad broke up into groups of 4 or 5 and just walked around Draganesti-olt picking up trash to try to build relationships and a respect in the community. I was kind of sad when not everyone asked us to come in and have some sweet tea like people do in the sweet south :). We try to say hi to most people and we don’t really get much in return. Sometimes we just get blank stares and every now and then they will ask why we are trying to speak Romanian when we are obviously not Romanian. Overall the first day was a little frustrating because I didn’t feel like people wanted us there and I couldn’t communicate with the people I tried to talk to.
Day 2:
Such a fun day. I got to go with three other squad mates to a bee farm! There is a man the World Race is connected with named Alexe and he has all these crazy bees that he keeps to sell honey. He also has really cool visions of turning a certain building into a church for the people of his community. So we got to help him with his bees and weed his gardens so he can eventually have the money and resources to build the church. We smoked the bees to make them happy when he shook them off their honey pad. It kinda freaked me out because we weren’t completely covered but I prayed that the bees would love me and I didn’t get one sting!
Day 3:
The ministry we did today was walking around a village in Romania to survey people to get to know them and what they believe. If they were believers we would ask if they would like to host Bible studies in their houses. Surprisingly, people didn’t throw away the stuff we gave them as we walked away. They actually read them. We met some people that really needed God’s love and healing. My heart was broken when a 75 year old lady told us about how her three boys died at the age of 11 because their muscles couldn’t develop properly. Her eyesight was really bad too (she thought I was a boy most of the time we were there because I was wearing a hat). How is it that some people have to go through all these hardships and some people (like me) have it so easy? I feel like I have been saved from so many things and I don’t see how that’s fair. I know I’m not God and His plan is PERFECT but I don’t get it. Regardless, we were able to pray with her and even if she didn’t receive physical healing, I pray that she felt the way God loves her and knows her.
This is the day that I realized just how much I love my squad and just how big their heart is for people and for Jesus so I must share about my squad love.
They actually have normal heads and arms but the people on my squad have abnormally sized hearts. After we handed out all our stuff, we started to head back to the buses so we could head back for dinner. We walked for about 3 hours in the wrong direction. Completely lost. So out of character for me right? I never get lost!! Haha. Finally, a sweetheart named Marcel came to our rescue and picked us up. We got back to our mission house and the squad had saved dinner for Rose and I (ice cream included :D) and one of my brothers on the squad rubbed my icky dirty feet. I mean I’d been walking for 5 hours in chaco’s… who does that? We had squad time tonight and I was poured into here too. So obviously, my squad is phenomial and I couldn’t be happier to be spending the next 11 months with people that care so deeply.
