I’m ashamed to admit it. I’m ashamed to admit that I am so easily distracted. I’m SO easily distracted from the VERY REASON that I am on this trip.
Last month felt so comfortable, a lot like home, and I loved every minute of it! The hot showers, comfy beds and couches, cooking our own food, being 10 minutes from a giant grocery store and mall and internet, INTERNET, INTERNET!
All wonderful things! However, I was so distracted with all my comforts. When the end of the month came, IT HIT ME.
<Scratching my head>
When this month had I heard from the Lord? When this month did I have such a craving for the Word? For time spent with God?
If I were to go home now, what would be different about me? Anything?
I realized that I didn’t push myself to grow. SO, I didn’t actually grow at all. (Imagine that!)
Don’t get me wrong, Romania was WONDERFUL! But I was more or less a spiritual DUD last month.
So after being a spiritually lazy bum, I was ready to be uncomfortable. For my next month in Moldova, I envisioned the Lord putting me in some remote village, where internet and comfort was not an option.
So when our contact George picked us up and told us we were staying in a larger town and he did in fact have WIFI at his church where we were staying, my heart SANK. I looked at my teammates and laughed hysterically.
Really? You mean I’m actually going to have to practice self-discipline this month?
WONDERFUL!
Here goes my “do over.” Another chance to learn what discipline means. Another chance to say NO to what my flesh desires and to learn how to dive deeper into a relationship with God, even when I’m completely comfortable. Another chance to refocus what I am doing and why I am even here.
So here I am in Moldova. Being blessed once again with comfy beds, warm showers and internet to my hearts desire. Not really feeling physically uncomfortable yet again, but learning what it means to grow even when you are not forced to do so.
Welcome to Ungheni, Moldova!
Local church in town, where we are living and serving at this month
Precious little boy, Lilian, who stole our hearts the very first day. I think he loves us too, because he brought us flowers the next morning.
Lilian's little mullet is one of the things I love most about him. I like to call it Euro-chic!
