Saturday, August 16, 2008

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Thanks for the Super Six plus

I can't say thanks enough for the romanian translators we had during our trip. They were the same ones we had last year and I can't say enough great things about them. They truly are a blessing to us and our team. They have become like our children, brothers, sisters or friends to us all. These young people between the ages of 16-21 spent every waking minute with us. They would often arrive by 7 and stay until midnight.
Without them our mission would not have been possible. They were our voices, voices for Christ. They are so dynamic and have a passion for serving God.
Many of them have parents that are gone from the home, working on other countries to provide a living for their families. Some of them are in high school and several are starting college this month as well as working to put their way thru school.
They are just as busy as teenagers anywhere in the world but they take several weeks a summer to translate for mission groups.
Several of them also spend every friday at the orphanage teaching from the Bible.
We have been so blessed to have worked with them.

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!

Friday, August 8, 2008

Feeling Like A Fish Out of Water

We've been home now for, oh.....about five days, and I feel like I don't fit in anymore. It's been a little difficult resetting my body's clock, and I am tired feeling most of the time. On top of that....I feel a little guilty for the excess that I now notice in my life.

I miss my team members and the support system we were for each other, and I miss our translators. More importantly, though, my heart still aches for the children at the orphanage and the people there who are manipulated and misguided by their society and the orthodox church and priests.

My prayer is that the Lord will send me next year and that I won't lose my boldness to witness to anyone anywhere.

Lisa

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

HOME - GOD BLESS AMERICA

Hi,
We made it home around 4am yesterday morning. I'm sure most of us spent the day resting. We have much more to post in the near future. If you are a part of the team please send me your email address to boyterregina@yahoo.com,
amy and i are going to be working on pictures today. Will try to get everybody a copy this week!
Reggie

Monday, August 4, 2008

Friday, August 1, 2008

ILISHUA - ORPHANAGE









































































































































We have spent 5 days at the orphanage this week. We have played games, done crafts, sang, told bible stories, done skits and jumped rope. The main thing we did was love them. They are all but crawling in the van before it stops. As soon as we get out at least one or two is up in your arms.
The children that hurt you the most were not the children that scrambled into your arms but the ones that didn't! Many as seen below stayed on the outskirts. They were distant with vacant eyes.
This is the typical dorm room. There are many of these with a community bathroom.

This is the main structure of the orphanage. While old and worn down it is truly a beautiful structure. You drive up to down a long driveway with large trees on either side. It really is deceiving.