Saturday, 2 August 2014

Smiling is the universal language for kindness

Saturday was a day off from medical clinics and so we headed into town to see the medieval festival. It was good fun to wander around the stalls but it was a stark reminder of the darkness that the people here live in. The focus on superstition, witchcraft and false idols was apparent in the themes of the day.


Natalie and her mask
Nicola risking her life as the axe was heavier than expected!


Sunset over the hills of Sighisoara
 It was a relaxing and enjoyable day after a busy week of medical clinics!



Sunday began bright and early with lunch preparation for 62 people! Members of Tigmandru church had been invited to join us for a service and lunch. I don't think I've ever made as much coleslaw in my life!



Norman and Rosie
Church began at 11am after two vans had collected the people from the village. We held it in one of the white tents outside. Although outside, it was like sitting in a sauna! Everything was said in both English and Romanian so that everyone was able to participate in the service. Of course by this point in the trip we were so fluent in the language we just listened to the Romanian...not quite. It was helpful to have both! Norman spoke on 1 Peter 2 about Jesus being the living stone. It was challenging to think about how we must build our lives on Jesus Christ, the cornerstone. The only sure foundation.

After the service we finished preparing lunch and then had the blessing of serving the local church. We had time to sit and eat with them. There was effort put into spreading those blessed with speaking both languages so that conversations could be sustained at the tables. 
It was a time of laughter and fun for the children. They got to take time out of their hard lives and play with the toys, bounce on the trampolines and eat jelly and icecream!
Nicola is incredible at doing people's hair and so before long a hairdressers had been opened in the tent and she was put to use!


Nicola showing off her skills
Baby Robert


 Then it was time for games. A parachute was produced and there was must hilarity had by the mothers and their children. Then they split into teams- children vs mothers. It became an intense competition to see who could get the most points with balloon races, sack races and silly activities. I'm not entirely sure which team enjoyed it more. Hopefully it will give them an afternoon to remember!


Hordu and his family came along too so it was wonderful to see them again!
 It was sad to see them all go back home again. Although we live in different countries and live very different lives I hope and pray that they felt kindness today and felt at home among brothers and sisters in Christ.

A group of us decided to head up the hill later on that evening and we sang songs of praise to God for His kindness shown to us. It was a special time and after we were all finished singing we collapsed in a heap.

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