God Sparks

Thursday and Friday we held the medical clinic in Chisinau. We were able to obtain the 3 missing bags for additional supplies. God provided everyday what we needed. Yesterday I saw a lady who described her time of being taken to Siberia when the Russia took control. Yes, that is not medical related really but was part of her story that  she wanted to share with me - it is part of who she is, it shaped her. It was curious because we had had a discussion the day before about socialism / communism. We Americans have our outside view, but when one experiences this as their reality it is often much different. I did what I was called to do - listen. This adult, like the children at the orphanage, just want our time and attentiveness. Later in the day she came back with a bag of pairs - way over 50 - as a gift for me. She said - this is all I have to share. They were delicious - enjoyed by our entire team (American and Moldovan) as well as the Transition Home family and girls. Today I had a gentleman come in and asked me after I had prayed for him to tell him why I am a believer. He said he had tried to believe but was a communist, going to many different church's and needed proof. While I couldn't provide 'proof' I did share my story and what God had done for me - that was my proof along with looking in the sky at the light of the sun - God's light shining down. After we talked he asked when services were at this church and was given a Bible. God was working, sparking - reaching into a door that had been opened. 

We later went out to deliver food bags to families in the neighborhood. The first home we visited had an elderly retired lady who was alone. She welcomed us to her home and told briefly us briefly about herself. She had firewood scraps in the corner of the tiny postage stamp property - she was starting to ready herself for winter heating - can you even imagine? She survives on $38 per month she receives in pension. That's $500 per year. Now can you imagine? She was not really bitter, it is what her life is. but The food bag included enough food for at least 2 weeks. She was so very grateful. She followed us out to the vehicle, tears in her eyes, thanking us and blessing us. She did bless us! God sparks of hope in a desperate place. 

God can and will use any of us. The evening ended with ladies night, a time for sharing. I am so proud of our team - the vulnerability, opening up. In the end, we are all here to make a difference in people's lives and help to point them toward God. God was already setting the sparks before we arrived --- we just helped by fanning he flame.