This month I cant tell you how much I grew! No more stiletto wearing, D&G barbie.
On the plane to Romania I was so excited about going to my second country. Looking back I couldn’t even tell you what Romania looked like or anything about it. Other than the first day of the world race with jet leg and staying up for about two days. This was a really long travel day, we had a plane and a bus ride until 26 hours later we get to our ministry site called Viile-tecii. At first we were not sure what to expect and a little worried about how we were going to live for the next month. But i’ll tell you in the long run you get used to it.
Our family we lived with, no words can describe them. I fell in love with each one of them, especially our father Abi! He was such a hard worker, that word doesn’t even give him justice. He was one of the only people in his community to really dig in deep.
The first day we got there we picked grapes and made wine with our bare hands. We went swimming and dived off a well of some sort. We found out it was a fish breeding pound with millions of fish.
I have always heard about gypsies but I never met or really knew about them. They took my growth to the next level. Now don’t get me wrong, but I never liked to touch anything that was dirty and if I smelt anything that turned my stomach I would gag. Most of them had head lice and lived in a trash house with no water, no electricity. Most of the babies born during or before winter usually don’t survive.
In the beginning of this adventure I wouldn’t even think about touching anyone. I remember the very first time I saw a little gypsy girl who had lice in her hair and she wanted to hug me. I couldn’t do it. I didn’t push her or anything but I just pretended that I didn’t see her wanting to hug me. At that point I knew I had to get over myself even more than I thought. We would go into the store down the street and buy ice cream. I saw the same little girl looking at me and I knew she probably never had as much candy in her whole life as I had in my hand at the time. So I bought her our favorite chocolate candies and when she opened the bag she took a hand full with her dirty hands and stuffed it in my mouth and she smiled as if to say “thank you for caring for me”. That was the day I knew I had to hug and touch everyone I met.
Getting over yourself and dying every day is not something that happens over night like I thought.
I prayed for a 70 year old crippled women and saw her get consumed with the Holy Spirit and also her husband after 70 some years finally gave himself to the Lord.
This month I got so sick and was down for 2 days with a high fever.
I opened up to my team and became very vulnerable. This is when I knew I had friends for life.
Our ministry consisted of playing soccer with the locals, picking potatoes for an old woman that couldn’t, picking apples for a day and then everyone got fired because we were too slow, women’s meetings, door to door healing, cleaning floor rugs in a small creek, each Sunday we ran three church services, going to the gyspy villages and playing with the kids and just having fun with the adults, trying to raise someone from the dead and so much more.
I gave myself for the first time to the Lord and married him on top of a mountain as I watched the sun set and I could spell out love in the clouds. This is one of the first times I cried because I was so happy.
To let everyone know everything about this month in Romania would take about 20 blogs. This is to catch you all up on where I am now.
Oh and I forgot to tell you I jumped off a mountain.
Oh and Mom don’t worry :), I used a para sail.
