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A Late-Night Adventure

The real nature of our endeavor didn’t really sink in until ten o’clock yesterday night. Our evening was at that point suddenly interrupted by the furious pounding of angry fists on our door while wild shouts in Romanian echoed in the hallway. Immediately, the three of us men jumped to the door to check the deadbolt and block it from opening. Rita and her kids huddled on the couch. Adrenaline shot through my bloodstream as we waited at the door for what seemed hours, Jake with his eye to the peephole. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, saying, “Oh, it’s the neighbors.”

I don’t think we have ever been happier to have our neighbors come pounding on our door at such an hour. Apparently, there was a leaky pipe somewhere in the bloc, and they had taken it upon themselves to discover the culprit. We were all laughing and grateful beyond words, but it took quite some time for the adrenaline to settle back down.

That’s when the magnitude of what we were doing finally hit me. This wasn’t just a fun little evening, this really was a life-and-death scenario.

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Answer to Prayer – Short, Sweet, and to the Point

Praise God!  Today, the visa situation for my nieces and nephew got all wrapped up!  🙂  Despite being four months late, having some out-of-date forms, never getting a finalized list from the government, and not knowing Romanian very well, the kids’ documents were accepted with NO late fees.  Thank you for praying!

Sadly, I can no longer use the whole deportation thing as leverage now when I’m babysitting the kids…  Gotta come up with some other threat.  (I’m kidding, of course.)

My first full day in Romania

It’s the end of my first full day in Romania. I have very mixed reactions. I’m mostly overwhelmed and very tired, but I’m also really excited about the opportunities for the gospel here in Bucharest.

The day began with praying together for God’s work in the city, and then Jake took me out to show me around Bucharest and to buy a cell phone. This involved learning that you have to buy a SIM card when you get a new cell phone. (A little late to get to the 21st century, right?) By the time I had left, I had spent a whopping $44.70 and got myself a phone (that I swear came from the 80’s) plus 3000 minutes to try to use up. Not bad at all.

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