We had a lot of time on Friday afternoon so we practiced the dramas for a couple of hours and ate a delicious burek! (did you know you can get a cherry burek in Serbia? And not just that, they have a chicken/cheese one, a chicken/mushroom one… man, why don't we have them in Slovenia?!?)
We went to Čantavir on Saturday. It's a gipsy village and we worked for practically the whole day. The church was experiencing some attacks from men from the village. They came and vandalized it so we cleaned that up + the church had a bunch of clothes for charity that needed to be folded and put in boxes so that took us quite a couple of hours.
We had some sweet fellowship in the evening. We had a fire and we made our own dinner – sausages and bacon on sticks! :) It was yum!
Sunday wasn’t as good as Saturday – we all woke up really down and tired. We were at church service in Bačka Topola (where we slept as well), I was in kids’ ministry and it was fun, I was just feeling down, tired and without any energy.
After the church we cleaned up and went back to Čantavir where we had lunch and did some more cleaning. Our plan then was to go to a gipsy village to evangelize and do the skits, and after that to go to 3 different church services and then go back to Vajta BUT our van broke down. It didn’t want to work anymore. After an hour or so men managed to get it start but then realized the turbo wasn’t working as it should. A new plan came up – we left the van in Serbia, checked the trains and found out the first one was leaving at 1am which wasn’t an option. God was faithful and a pastor of CC Subotica and another believer volunteered to take us back to Vajta at 8pm (3h drive). I was in a car with Kris, the pastor, and it was 6 of us in the car. The car was registered for 7 but we had so much luggage that there was 4 girls sitting in the back (on 3 seats). Again, the Lord answered prayers and people on the border didn’t even notice there was 6 of us in a car for 5. Amazing, huh? :)
Overall, the outreach was really amazing and I’m thankful I got to be a part of it. There was 16 of us who went and we got a lot closer which is why I LOVE outreaches! It’s not as much important where you are and what you do, what really matters is who you’re with; and I can apply that principle to this trip.
I heard there’s going to be a weekend outreach to Celje next weekend. I’d love to go (the price is only 50€) but I think God is saying no.
There’s a season for everything, right? :)
We folded all of those clothes and put them in boxes. Then they put them in + on the van and took them to the warehouse.
Delicious food!!
Left: pastor Tibor from Čantavir church
Right: Lisa, our outreach leader and missions lady
Right: Lisa, our outreach leader and missions lady
The gipsy village where we went to evangelize
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This is where we were suppose to sleep but then, out of safety reasons, decided to sleep somewhere else.
Yes; we were tired and some fell asleep on the stairs.
Most of our team
This is what my friend Callie wrote about the outreach.
This weekend I had the privileged of spending the weekend in Serbia with the MTP students. It was a weekend filled with challenges, frustrations, laughter, and covered in God's blessings. One of the churches we visited has been going through a really rough time. We where told that a girl, about 15 years old, had been in the church alone and someone came in and "hurt" her. The guilty man was caught and arrested. His friends, angry that he was being punished, decided to take action against the church. They broke in and vandalized the whole property, breaking windows, stealing things, and (the worst part) going to the bathroom everywhere. The pastor, Pastor Tibor, had to start sleeping at the church because they kept coming, causing more destruction if he wasn't there. We came and simply cleaned up. Most of the work had been done before we got there, but the attic still needed to be done. I'm not gonna lie, we did amazing work!
We packed everything up and filled the van, inside and out and took everything away! Later, we fit 10 people and all our luggage. It was a tight fit to say the least.
I still need to get more pictures from friends, but the whole weekend was amazing, but hard right down to the end. Our van broke down and we ended up getting rides home from some very amazing friends. In the car I was in, we had four ladies (all with big birthing hips) squeezed into three seats. It was a 3 hours drive, and typical of the weekend, uncomfortable but very blessed. We all shared testimonies, laughed and just enjoyed being united in Jesus.
I love the way she writes!
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