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And the word of the day is… Persevere

You might be surprised to hear “persevere” never showed up as the secret word in any of Pee-Wee’s shows.

It has certainly been the “word of the day” lately for us, though.  In fact, just this weekend, three unconnected people all shared that exact same message with me.

1.  On Saturday, I went to my friend Adi’s wedding.  There, Sorin sat down, and he said, “You know, I have a story for you.”  He then began to tell me about a work Brad Hayes (who founded and works with Outstretched Hands of Romania, a ministry in the nearby town of Călăraşi) was leading.  “They had a small children’s meeting,” Sorin continued.  “They did little things, like teaching the kids to brush their teeth, obey their parents, and about Jesus.  One kid was very naughty, but he kept coming to the meetings.  He was there for three years, but he never wanted to go to church or pray or become a Christian.  But he was there at every meeting for three years.  One day, a bad flood came to the village, though it was far from any rivers, and many houses were in danger.  The people started turning to God.”  Sorin went on to tell me how after the flood, the boy and his family all became Christians, and they’ve been steadily growing since then.  “But he was faithful for three years even though that boy never got any better.  And then God blessed him.”

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Back to the U.S.

It’s been just over a year since I first arrived in Romania.  I’ve been feeling the need for a while to take a trip back to the U.S. for some time to rest, visit family/friends, and share some stories with all the support team back home.

At first, the idea was super exciting.  The last few months in particular have been difficult here, with life in the city really starting to wear on me and homesickness setting in as well.  Not to mention the chest cold I picked up a month ago that hasn’t gone away.  (Oh, I just mentioned it.)  The thought of getting to visit home again was looking really good.

But then I started to realize Wisconsin isn’t really home anymore.  Yes, I have many family and friends there, people who love me, but it isn’t really home anymore.  I grew up in Green Bay, but I’ve only visited periodically since 1999 when I graduated from high school.  My family lives there, but everything’s changed, and I don’t really belong there anymore.  And though I spent about ten years ministering to students in Spring Green, that’s not really my home, either.  I’ve moved away, and others have taken over the work I used to do.

I’m starting to feel out of place already.

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