if you read my blog frequently, you may notice that I don’t often write about my
daily activities. I’m a “big picture� kind of girl. I’m more inclined to write
about revelations, concepts, visions and dreams. But I recognize that my daily
activities are just as important to communicate. So, I decided this month to
introduce you to Moldova through the eyes of my squadmates. Here are some
excerpts from their blogs. Enjoy.
(Team S.O.A.R.)
onto our LONG travel day from Ireland to Moldova.. i’m sad to say that i had
never even heard of Moldova until we were told that it was the place we would
be spending the month of September. after doing a little research i learned
that it is the poorest country in Europe.. these people live off of about $2
dollars a day (exchange rate is 12.8). it is loc
Ukraine. majority of the people here speak Romanian, but in some places close
by Russian is thrown into the mix. which just confuses my brain cause i’m still
wanting to speak spanish with everyone. after packing up my tent in the
freezing rain we headed to the airport for a 3 hour flight to Budapest,
Hungary… i tried to talk my team into staying there a few nights and do a
little sight-seeing, but they were too excited about our 37 hour train ride
across all of Romania and into Chisinau, Moldova that we left Hungary
immediately.. almost missing our first train.. and by this time i’m completely
delirious. for my first train ride 37 hours was a little much, but i survived!
=)
am now in Cornesti, Moldova.. living in a little cottage.. surrounded by a
vegetable garden and our lovely outhouse. picture the cold war and you have the
area i’m living in… horse buggies, wells (kids fetching pails of water), and
again, lovely outhouses. i honestly love it here… definitely a culture shock
and huge adjustment to what i’ve always known as “normal” living.â€�
Phillip
(Team S.O.A.R.)
toooooo Cornesti, Moldova!!!!! I really want to speak about this because this
place needs the prayers that I know God has placed in YOUR heart! This is the
only church in Cornesti and there about 25 people in the church. It is in the
center of the town which the enemy has had a strong grip on for a long time.
This church is the first of many victories to come! However, the church is
under a lot of attack. One woman who is a part of the church
services because her husband will beat her and has threatened to kill her if
she comes to another. Our contact, Vitali(which means life by the way) runs a
shelter for orphans and kids whose parents can’t take care of them. The person
who he bought his building for the church from wants more money now is trying
to cause problems. One of the boys who i’ve started to build a relationship
with, Vicu, has cancer, one leg, and according to the doctors could possible
die from it in two months. My God tells me different, this son of His will have
everlasting life, a joy that no one can take, a love that can only come from
the heart of God Himself. Vicu is going to have that heart pounding in his
chest in Jesus’ name!â€�
Eruption)
for us, but the work we are doing is a good change of pace. We spend our
mornings visiting ho
mes in the area, venturing about the town and countryside,and following the Lord’s lead in things. Yesterday we were walking and a truck
unloaded a huge..hugeeee.. pile of corn in the middle of the road and we ended
up moving all the corn for the man and his wife and then they ended up feeding
us lunch and welcoming us into their home. One day we were walking and stopped
to talk to a man out in his yard, and he welcomed us in and gave us a bag full
of peaches and picked grapes from the vines that covered his sidewalk. We
enjoyed a good snack and chat with him and were able to get to know him and
pray with him. So, our mornings are full of different stories depending on the
day…and filled with lots of fruit we pick all over town.”
their corn
okay
shower”
