A Saint on the Road to the Army Encampment

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I’ve written before about Vasilica, her faith, her life, and the difficult situation she is in.  As we visited her last night, I was reminded once again of the power of God to turn normal, insignificant people into men and women of destiny, into saints.

For saints are not merely extraordinary Christians dead and gone, people to admire.  Rather, every follower of Jesus is called to be a saint, a holy man or woman of God, full of his power and love.  Saints are simply nobodies who said “yes” to the One and so became somebody.

1 Corinthians 1:2, “To the church of God which is at Corinth, to those who have been sanctified in Christ Jesus, saints by calling, with all who in every place call on the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, their Lord and ours.”

Ephesians 5:3, “But immorality or any impurity or greed must not even be named among you, as is proper among saints.”

Vasilica lives in a small, two-room shack on a street called Drumul Taberei.  Her husband is a heroine addict, and so are the two of her children living with them.  The youngest grandson (Samuel) was born with HIV.  She’s raising Samuel and the three other grandchildren as their mother Rebeca is usually high.  Her husband’s drug addiction makes food rare and money even more scarce, so being a mother is not an easy thing for her.  Vasilica is the only Christian in the group, but she is a shining light.

The street name Drumul Taberei means “the Road of the Army Encampment,” and this wonderful woman of God is truly entertaining a heavenly army right in her home.  Oh, to have more saints of God who draw the attention of angels!

When we stopped in to visit Vasilica last night, she introduced us to Dumitru, a new guest at her house.  Dumitru lost both his legs, only has nine fingers, and he’s a drunk.  But when Vasilica saw him sleeping on a bench at night, all she saw was a man who needed a warmer place to sleep.  So she brought him to her home and found some space for him.

What I love most is that she shrugged it off as simply the normal thing to do.  She’s not being extraordinary but ordinary, an ordinary Christian.  Oh, I love it when the people of God act and live like saints.

Psalm 16:3, “As for the saints who are in the earth, they are the majestic ones in whom is all my delight.”

This morning, I read in Matthew 4 about when Jesus called Peter, Andrew, James, and John.  These four men were all fishermen, plain, ordinary, normal fishermen.  They weren’t priests, kings, or even leaders of any kind.  These men were simple nobodies.

And then Jesus showed up.  He came to these ordinary men in the midst of a very normal work day to call them into something greater.

Long story short, they all said “yes” and are now remembered as Saint Peter, Saint Andrew, Saint James, and Saint John.

Jesus approaches each of us in the same way.  He comes to us in the midst of our normal day, when we’re at work, when we’re buying groceries, when we’re at church.  He comes to us, whether we’re a pastor or a janitor or a housewife or a missionary or a homeless drunk.  And he invites us to follow him and so become something greater.

Oh, what a wonderful, humble God we serve.  He kneels down to touch a nobody and so makes him a somebody.  And all I need to do is say, “yes.”  🙂  I love it!

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7 responses to “A Saint on the Road to the Army Encampment

  1. Awesome entry, and can we hear a great , Amen to that….

  2. Reblogged this on godsfingers – Watchman on the Wall and commented:
    I’ve just gotta reblog this while I have a traffic run 🙂

  3. I just learned Dumitru died 30 minutes after we met him and shared the gospel with him. It saddens me deeply, though, because he was not very receptive, and I doubt he is in heaven now… 😦 Oh, Lord, give us souls.

  4. I am headed to Orhei, Moldova in two weeks to evangelize as a team-member of a Medical/Evangelism effort. This is my 3rd year with these saints. I have just fallen upon your blog (ha ha! we know Jesus had me come to it!) tonight, for the first time and am taken by this precious story of this wonderful woman, our dear sister. I pray for your work in Romania. Will you please lift us up as we join our Moldovan brothers and sisters to work the streets and in the rural villages? –I also was very touched by the story of Illeana, the prostitute. I am praying and trusting Abba with you all, for His powerful Grace moved into and through you into thousands of souls as you go forth with Him! Joy to the World. HE is coming again. Let us call souls. –brotherjack

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