Sewing seeds. I never thought I had much of a green thumb, but I do now. I am now a Moldavian farmer. Potatoes, carrots, onions and flowers are growing as we speak. Oasis put in a team effort to conquer this task in one day. Our contact Fanel had his mind set on finishing this task, and by golly it happened. The task at hand and eating dinner took precedence over worrying about the bus back to city of Cahul. Question: "Shouldn't we be going so we can catch the bus?" Answer: "Nah, we can just hitch hike." ๐Ÿ™‚ Standing on the corner was quite entertaining. After about 30 minutes of sticking our thumbs out, an unexpected bus arrived to take us away to our home sweet home. Sort of a letdown.

Sadness. Missing home. Missing family and friends. Missing hugs and laughter. Last week a Skype conversation was held with my mom, dad, sister, brother-in-law, sister-in-law, nephews, grandma, and aunt. Who knew that seeing them all together could bring such a sadness and ache in my heart? My teammates know that the Internet is good and bad for me. I love being able to see everyone, but the emotional side of "I want to be there too!" is sometimes too much for me to handle. Peace has come and missing still remains, but the assurance that God has me where he wants me is above all else.

Snickering. Laughing. This team of girls has brought great joy to my heart. Times of laughter are common around these parts while:

      -Playing a Cranium-type game in Russian translated to English, in which our translator            doesn't know how to translate all the words
      -Realizing all the ways in which we give away that we are Americans: being too loud                when walking down the street, not wearing socks in houses, going out of the house with        our hair wet, wearing hats inside of buildings, and, most importantly, sitting/sleeping on          the floor, knowing it could possibly cause us to not be able to have children ๐Ÿ™‚

      -Figuring out the squatty potty situation
      -Spilling cereal all over the kitchen floor

      -Realizing I have drunk six 3-in-1 packets and two cups of tea in one day

      -Waddling quickly as ducklings in a line following our mother duck, Fanel ๐Ÿ™‚
      -Teaching Fanel how to American smile during a photo shoot


There is probably more sewing, sadness and snickering to come, but so far it has been an amazing month. Please pray for WYAM ministry here as they have a desire to empower the youth of this country with the love and saving grace of Christ.