17 June, 2008

Exhausted in Romania

Filed under: Romania Summer 2008 — Peter @ 3:56 pm

So it has been two days since I’ve written anything. I did not have internet access. Yesterday, we went to the park and played with all the kids. We played soccer with them or fotbal. After the games, we gathered the kids into a VBS in the park and we told the story of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. After that, someone taught their testimony followed some games. It was a great day for the most part. There have been some conflicts arising amongst the men. There are only 5 of us. One is the team leader, I’m the MA so I have three others under me. It is a little frustrating to deal with a person that is so stubborn and prideful. I’ve been praying for him.

Today was exhausting. I played soccer in the heat a long time. By the end, I had no more water. The children kept asking me to chase them so I chased them a little. Then I decided I could do no more, but all my fellow team members around me told me to keep doing it. I pleaded to them for them to have a turn, since there were not breaking a sweat like me. I decided to chase a kid one more time, but in the process I got lactic acid in my legs. I rolled into the ground. When I tried to get up again, I fell down, and lastly I feel down again. I wore my self out so much that I couldn’t stand. I just went into heat exhaustion. The project director pulled me aside and gave me water since I had none left. I sat in shade. Before all this, I was help carry a 70lbs sound box. It was supposed to be 50lbs but I heard it went over the weight limit. So I’m recovering now, but I wish I could rest a little. They allowed us to have a ciesta, but we are not aloud to sleep or lay in our bed. I just collapsed from dehydration, why can’t I rest a little? After lunch, I carried a 19 liter bottle of water back to the chruch dorms.

I feel exhausted and I’m a little upset that the team leaders seem to be “sleep nazis”. Those were not my words. I’m quoting one of them. I respect them and I’m laying down, but I feel my body needs it. I’ll just have to pray. I’m sore all the time because I play Jesus in the drama.

Besides that, this little boy grabbed my hand in the orphanage and put his head on my chest and hugged my arm. These children are in such need of love. I had some kids fighting over me. It makes me really look forward to being a father. I was so touched that this orphanage was special. There 200 children in it. There are 16 orphans per house, and each house has a mom and dad for the kids. The children are allowed to stay until they are married. This is a Christian orphanage in Oradea. I see God is slowly molding me into leader with all this stuff that is happening.

Dorel, Iubesc Romania mai mult fiecare!

Emy, mi-e dor de tine. Imi doresc ca esti aici!

Petru

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