We have recently returned from our annual missions trip to Romania and I miss it already. Romania was my first home, the land I was born and grew up in. Romania is where I met my handsome husband! Going back for 2 weeks every year is a great experience. I get to see my family, friends and do missions work in the villages around Oradea.
This year was different. We had a new member added to our team, our precious little son, Kenneth James. To be honest, I dreaded the long flights prior to leaving the US. I mean, little K was only 11 months at the time and had never flown before. In my mind, I already knew we were going to be that family on the plane. You know, the family with the loud crying baby… but baby K decided to prove me wrong. He was as good as he could be on all 5 flights on the way to Romania and back, and slept most of the time. When he was awake, he was just as happy as he normally is on a regular day. Needless to say, it was such a blessing!
During our stay in Romania we visited the children’s hospital, the orphanage, the abandoned elderly, and walked door-to-door in villages around Oradea to talk to some of the locals and invite them to a church program we were going to be part of that evening at their local church. We also did women’s ministry and VBS (Vacation Bible School) a couple of hours before the church service. I don’t remember the exact numbers, but I do remember that in one of the gypsy villages we had over 85 children show up. Imagine all of them walking out with balloons in their hands and stick-on tattoos on their hands. It was priceless!