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Another Sunday Morning

I am up relatively early.   The house is still quiet and the sky is just starting to get lighter.  The girls are still snoozing, snuggled in with sweet dreams.  The dogs have already been outside and my cup of coffee is ready for my enjoyment.

It is another Sunday morning.

For the last 20 years, Sunday have been the culmination of my week, usually preaching or teaching.  For years, we went to our church, ministering in some form or fashion.  For two of those years, we were itinerating as missionaries, speaking in scores of different churches.DSC_0044

But for our years in Moldova, Sunday has always been an anomaly.  Worship can be great, but it is in a different language, turning every service into a language lesson.  I usually preach, but even that is at a basic level, whether I am preaching in Russian or through an interpreter.  You can't go high-level language when the language is in the way!

And though we have a "home" church, their kids program has gone to the dogs, (or almost non-existent).  That too makes it a challenge to relax and enjoy the service.

Yet perhaps I now understand the power of choice---choosing to simply GO and be WITH other believers.  I can CHOOSE to worship, even if I don't understand it all.  I can CHOOSE to have a searching heart, and pray that God will speak to me and encourage me. 

It is just another Sunday morning?  Not if I'm open to letting God speak and move once again.


Convoy of Hope

Last Saturday, we had a wonderful Convoy of Hope outreach in Sarata Galbena.  We had to vary from our original plans, and we held it at the church, rather than a city park.  The weather had promised to be wet and cold, and the Pastor and I realized that the church building would be better.DSC_0147

To be honest, I was a little hesitant.  I didn't want it to turn into a standard church service, full of Christians and with no nonChristians.  I wanted the day to be a gift to the community.

And it was.

A wonderful day, with the church building packed to the max (and beyond), with almost 2/3 from outside the church.  We had some great songs, and an excellent children's team from Baltsi had the kids captivated.  We didn't preach a hard message, but simple told them of God's gift.  I told them that a lot of churches only want to receive from people, but that this church wanted to give.

After the service, the church served a huge lunch, we had dental giveaways, face painting, and lots of balloons.  And best of all, the church was full of visitors the next day!  Pastor told me that most had never stepped foot in the building before. 

A Convoy of Hope outreach fulfilled its purpose--as a bridge between the church and community.