Sunday, August 10/ The work is much; the workers few!

It is Sunday morning and I am at church. Praise God the Indonesia team made it home as well this past Friday. It is hard being here and being home. I'm sure both of the mission teams feel the same way; like we've left a part of us behind. It feels like we should still be there.
There is so much work to do and so few workers.
We spent 5 days holding children at the orphanage and in the village. While your holding one you have several that won't fit in your lap and can't get close enough to you. They just want to be held and loved.
As I stand at the Link and listen to the music, "the wonderful cross", I can't help but think how little all this means if your not willing to give it all up to serve Christ no matter where that may be.
As I sat in several Baptist Romanian churches this past week I know that God is the same God no matter where you worship. If you have lots or little. No matter how you dress or how you look. It doesn't matter to Christ, we just come as we are! How blessed we are to live where we do and spoiled we've become to the comforts of this life.
As you sit on the grounds of the largest orphanage in Romania and hold a child there is nothing else that matters. They hold you so tight and don't want to let go. One of the simplest of emotions we take for granted, being loved, is held from these precious children.
What can we do to help these children?
One week a year is not enough!