I haven’t written a Blog in the last few days cause frankly they have been non-stop crazyness. Targu Mures was our first stop and also home of Pastor Zsombor a man after God. From the first meeting and short convos with Pastor Z I knew his heart and his desire to set Romania on fire with the truth. It was here in Tg. Mures where the lord sent me a sign of reassurance that the game is on. I sat thru worship one morning in silence awaiting his word, He lifted my hand and I guided me to a pen nearby. As I prayed to him and awaited his word he said with athourity “SPEAK” I opened my eyes and on the paper I had a drawing. It was a crude rendition of nothing I had known. A vertical line behind a squiggly line that was topped with a triangle. What ever it was I knew to look for it. The day started with passing out flyers and so as I met with peeps I just spoke and started convos that went well. The message for that day was to get the word our about a service that was taking place soon.
We ended up in a little park in front of the church, I remember the group of kids that entered the park on bikes. Youth that I could talk to and usually share with. As they sat there being boys smoking squares I knew what I could say to them, I knew that I could share with them and instantly be their friends. The lord is Almighty. He cemented my feet. I wanted to share but I couldn’t move. I didn’t understand why God would let me move and then Victor came into the park. As he walked into the park there was a light over him, my heart was beating with every step he took and I knew he was who I was looking for. I jumped out of my seat over a bench and ran to him. I sat with him and we began to talk tho he didn’t speak too much English we were able to share our stories thru hand signals and my broken Hungarian and his broken English. He is homeless and is a victim of alcholism, he has been in relationship with the Lord for about four years, and thru Victors declaration, God has kept him from freezing in the cold winters on the streets. He had a hard life and has lost relationships with his family, and he hopes that God can restore that for him. I points to my neck and smiles. He lifts up his sleeve on his right arm and tells me the story of his past life. There is the tree of life and evil dwells on it all the time but the lord is always above them. His tattoo was a picture of this a palm tree with a serpent winding up the trunk. He explains to me that Satan has always been clear to him but it wasn’t till 4 years ago he knew that God is greater than him in every way. From the time he understood this his heart had been changed. God wanted me to meet this Victor so I could share my faith with him, to assure him that he is on the right path, and so I can continue to pray for him. May God bless this heart that has found the truth and tries to walk in the light. So this was one of the main things that happened in Tg Mures. next blog is a continuation of the crazyness and recap of the past few days. will also post pics, too.
