I had a very long journal entry and lost it. So annoying. It has been a great week here but full of challenges as well. I miss being with my own church. Not that they have not been great to work with but I miss my church family. Heck I miss my own family. I have spoke with Brittany once and not at all with Terry and Jordan. It really is bad not having a phone to use and a PC that has obviously had something fried in it even though I did not need a converter and still used one anyway its not working right.
Saturday morning (11 PM your time) we leave for Bucharest. I think it’s a 7 hour trip split by lunch at some Castle restaurant. Then we leave at 1 PM Bucharest time arriving back in DC about 830 and home by midnight. I am ready to be back home.
I am sorry I did not blog as much as I wanted to. This has in every way been a different type of trip. we hit the ground running and have been going since early morning into late night. We had so many things squeezed into our week there was literally something going on every minute. It has been physically, emotionally and spiritually difficult. This is a steep terrain and they walk so much.
Alan our resident Doctor and policeman has been such a servant and such a help to us when we were sick and frustrated. It was good to have someone with that knowledge here.
The copii have been great. They have been well behaved and so very excited. The people here are truly impoverished in such a way most of you have never seen. We have taught the kids, played games with them, done crafts with them, taught them songs learnt Romanian songs ourselves.
I got to do Ladies Ministry here (they are very *serious* type women not like the ladies at Salem in Oradea.) I did meet one that looks so much like my deceased Granny and got a photo with her.
We have taken food into many of the villages and got to visit with some extremely poor people. Can you imagine for a minute living in tents or in homes with walls or doors missings? So many things we take for granted here. So very much.
I have been told Bucharest is worse off. We will *literally* be staying Saturday and Sunday night in the middle of a Gypsy Village at a church facility there called Project Ruth. We cannot even brush our teeth with the water must use bottled water. I am not sure what I nm going to do about my contact lenses.
I will try to get a blog out from Bucharest and one when we reach London if possible.
La Revedere.