We are in a tiny village called Viile Tecii in Romania, it is about 9 hours away from Bucharest and the closest city is called Bistrita. The village we are staying at is a gypsy village, they are the equivalent of the Natives in Ontario where they live in their own village and not a part of the bigger city’s society. Our team is here with another team and we are staying at local family’s home. They have a home grown garden of tomatoes,cabbage, grapes, green peppers and everyday they pick fresh vegetables to make our meals. We get fresh salad, cabbage rolls (meat, rice rolled into a cabbage leaf) and for breakfast we get toast with nutella and ham. I am not hungry to say the least. It is beautiful here, it’s like a little village in the valley of many big hills or mini mountains. We step outside and the view is of green rolling hills/mountains. The family’s backyard backs onto a big hill and we go up there for worship in the evening and the view of the entire village is breath taking. Life is simple, people work by going to pick fruits in fruit orchards but mostly i’ve seen a lot of women stay at home. The house we are staying at is a modest size home, clean and able to accomodate all 14 of us so it’s decent. The girls are all in one room and the boys are tenting it in their yard.

We are helping the family and the families in the village by helping them with daily chores. We’ve been carpet washing in the lake, brings whole new meaning to carpet washing when you have to lay out the rugs on a cement slope and fill a bucket of water from the stream  that is not the cleanest and splash it onto the rug then scrub it. We’re doing a sports camp for the children and having english classes for the families to teach them some english. They were interested to learn english. 

Last night (sunday night) we went to a church and we asked if there were people that needed healing, a line of people came to the front asking for prayer, people who were asking for physical healing and personal pains and hurts in their lives. I prayed over this womam who was suffering back pains that extended to her leg. And as i prayed and commanded her back pain to be healed and asked God to even the length of her one leg that was shorter than the other one, God grew it to be the same length as the other, i saw it  before my eyes. I know you must think i am crazy but God heals and i am seeing miracles before my eyes. it sounds crazy and i thought it was too when i first saw when someone else prayed over a person and their leg grew. But we need to believe that healing does not just happen from the time of the bible but that we are given the authority to heal in the name of Jesus. David and Erin who are on my team were praying for the pastor who said he had lower back pains prayed over him, and he said that he felt hot and tingly feelings down his back as they laid hands on him. His back was feeling a lot better by the time we left.  It Completely rocks my understanding of faith healing and what normal Christian living is really about. And this is only month 2.

Internet does not exist in this village so we have to wait for our day off which is Monday to go into the city (which is a half hour bus ride away) to use internet cafe. So bare with me that my communication will be very minimal this month. 

Oh the bathroom is an outhouse – a little wooden house with a makeshift natural toilet which literally has a hole that goes into the ground. So month 2 and I got to experience going to the the bathroom down a hole and you have to squat – Welcome to World Race living :). They have a bathroom to shower but no hot water. And the water is safe to drink – we are lucky again bc another group in another village has no clean drinking water, they have to fetch water from a well that is a mile away from where they live. They have to purify their water to drink and needless to say showers are infrequent.

Thank you so much to those who have written with words of encouragement. Drop me a line if you haven’t 🙂