Community is hard. The 7 of us are now able to break free from the chaos of living with 53 people and focus on our team. We're able to experience and grow through the raw, hardship of community, but I easily see the value and growth to come. I want and need it. It's what I signed up for.
Let's quickly talk about what I signed up for.
I signed up for the World Race because of the challenge of serving "the least of these" in their community, experiencing their everyday life. I'm a bit of an extremist; an adrenaline junkie. I want to struggle, live in harsh conditions, and get dirty. So whenever I heard about Moldova, I was pretty stoked.
Moldova is Europe's poorest country, and currently has the highest population percentage of human trafficking in the world. Moldova's biggest issues are corruption, and immigration. The law isn't enforced here, and human trafficking runs ramped.
With all of this information, my team and I also received news that our contact for this month also didn't have the best reputation. That the living accommodations were below terrible, and that the ministry for this month would be beyond exhausting. We expected this to be the real deal. The World Race we signed up for.
But, with all of this running through my mind, expectations out the door, here I sit with pimples on my face from eating too much chocolate, and drinking too much coffee.
God has completely spoiled us this month. I am proud of my team for being so accepting to the changes during our travels, and their willingness to serve in what we thought would be hell on Earth. God's grace goes past all understanding, and all expectations of man. They say have no expectations, and when we have none, we leave room for Him to move in unexpected ways. Man, He's good to us.
My next blog will contain more information about our ministry location, and what exactly is going on in this beautiful place.
