Slow Sunday

Another “time stands still” day today. We did not get to go see the children today, but tomorrow starts out with a trip to Torez. We did go to church here today, it is the church that our landlady’s family started here in the neighborhood. It was incredible to see and be a part of their worship service, when you take away all amenities and distractions, ie there were no big screens, no band, no piano, no organ, no fancy clothes, no pews, no podium, no ushers, no candles, but I’ll tell you what was there, the Holy Spirit was in abundance! We shared a table with some first year English students from the university who were kind enough to translate a majority of the service for us. For Jennie and I, we have seen God’s hand at work all along the way from things big and small, well, here’s another one for you, if you’ve noticed our Links section of our blog (look to the right), Matthew 18 has been our call, you guessed it, today’s message was Matthew 18 in it’s entirety. We were both in awe, no other way to put it. When all things are stripped away, your comfort, your routine, your family and friends, your sense of security, when you answer His call to surrender, He meets you there and grabs your hand. After church, we spoke with the youth who were years ahead of their time. Pamela and Paul, they would get gold stars and smiley faces. We also had the privilege to meet a precious 91 year old woman, Dora, who emptied her pocketbook full of apples and pears into our hands. She kept pulling them out so I asked her if she had the whole tree in there and she laughed.

Boys, Nanny told us about the games, we are proud of you. Please call us when you can so we can hear it first hand. We need to hear your voices. Hope Ophelia minds her own business and leaves the ‘Boro alone. Love to all.