Location:
Villages just outside of Targu Mures, Transylvania, Romania
The Cornfields outside of our house. The growing season is long over and all the fields are burnt out and dry.
To get to the grocery store we have to walk over to the next village, then take a bus into the city. The store makes you pay for plastic bags, and they’re $1 each, so to make life easier we just emptied out our backpacks and took those into town.
Pastor Zsombor, our ministry contact is a huge prayer warrior. We prayed a lot this month in houses, on the side of the road, as we walked. We prayed everywhere.
Three days of the week we took buses to different villages in our valley. On fridays we would visit Cornesti, a village nestled up along the hills.
Cornesti is a cute little village, right out of a storybook, where chickens roam freely.
How do you carry a pig from point A to point B? By using a wheelbarrow of course.
The Gypsy children in Cornesti are all friendly, adorable and more than willing to have there photos taken.
The Gypsy women wear such beautiful colors.
This little old gypsy women was so excited for me to take a picture of her in front of her house. Every time we would go to visit her afterwards she would see me, smile and then give me a dozen kisses on both cheeks.
Gypsy families really treasure and value dishes, blankets and rugs. You can tell a families wealth by the number of each item they have on display.
My team and Pastor Zsombor with a Gypsy family in Cornesti. We prayed over the grandmothers hand and foot.
One day a week we would go into Targu Mures to visit patients in the cancer hospital and pray over them. The first time we visited we met a family and they proceeded to gift us with a feast of meats. A true blessing considering our food budget for the month didn’t allow much meat in our diets.
These gypsy girls live in the next village over from us, Cracunesti, which we visit on Mondays. One day as we were praying the girls ran up to us wanting to play. I could tell it was a distraction for the others so Lauren and I took them aside and of course they were enamored with my camera.
Gypsy boys of all ages look so handsome!
We met this 16 year old Gypsy “man” from a wealthier family while we were at ministry one day. He got married when he was 13 (to a 12 year old) and now has an 8 month old baby. The little boy in the picture is his brother.
Good thing I like walnuts, because they’re a common gift here.
These precious little gypsy girls, Teevy, Laura, Kristina and Anita live in Cracunesti, in a very poor gypsy compound (the same one I talked about in my Support for Socks post). They all have such beautiful eyes!
Keep watching for part 2 to be posted this coming week, internet permitting.
