As my team and I looked forward to Beograd, we expected to teach English to little kids, and have some sort of cooking classes. As we arrived we have discovered that due to holiday season here in Europe, English classes are out of session. So we will be helping our ministry host put on a gospel concert in a week and a half and help invite people to this concert. Our first day, we came up with a theme, and made fliers to hand out. The second day we went out to invite people to this concert at the mall. Quickly finding out that we needed to learn Serbian. So the next day after going to the city center and attempting to invite Gods people to hear about Him through music we came home and took Serbian lessons. Although, I slept though most of the lesson because I was up most the night with a bad stomach bug, I was briefly caught up the following morning. Each day we have been hear we have invited more people than expected and the Lord has given us eyes to see His people the way He does. We have high hopes for a great turn out this coming Friday for the concert and we have great faith that we got to partake in planting and watering seeds to those that we met who are only traveling through.
Here in Serbia everyone say dobar dan meaning good day. When you leave stores, pass someone in the same apartment complex, or even when you make eye contacts with a stranger its something you say. It is a beautiful phrase I have grown fond of. Today in Beograd and around the world it is a good day. Any day we get to see the morning sun with breath in our lungs it is a good day. As a team we have been sick, missing family and friends, fighting to get to know one another, struggled with ministry and adjusting to missionary life, but every morning and every day I can say dobar dan because God has given us healing, rest, strength, unity, and much more. Back home traveling by bus isn’t common, but here we travel by bus plenty and I look forward to writing a blog about my newfound bus ministry.
Dobar dan everyone!:)
The walk to the maxi (grocery store)
City Center
The night I slept in my hammock on the balcony of Deboras (ministry host) flat.
