Four hours from Bucharest was Braila and Galats. Don't check my spelling please. This is where we spent the bulk of the time in Romania. Our first outdoor concert was in this town square in Galats. It was packed. All songs were in English, except one the students learned in Romanian. And whenever someone spoke, a translator helped out.
Another view. This man who has his back to us picked the flowers (he was sitting on) and threw them and some kisses at one of the girls on the front row. It was interesting.
Jarrett (green) sharing the gospel and the translator helping (red).
The students are finished performing and waiting for Jarrett to finish so they can go pray and mingle with the people. See this pile of backpacks. I should have taken a picture of the whole pile. There were hundreds. The students that "had" to have them and didnt realize the dangers of walking around with a backpack left theirs in a big pile while the performed. And we had to form a human wall around them because people would walk or run by and try to take off with one. Crazy. We were close to a very very poor area (which I will blog about next) where the gypsys live. They do whatever it takes to survive. We met some great people with interesting gypsy stories.
One of my favorite pictures from the night. A group of our guys sat with a group of Romanian guys for such a long time (and without a translator). Side note: most of the younger generations are taught english, but over in this area most are not educated. They sat there and shared the gospel with them and laughed and tried to teach each other words for most of the night. It was a cool sight.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Lo / Ro Mission Trip 2009...post 7
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