Monday, March 19, 2007

They call something a hamburger that is not a hamburger.

I wrote this recently to a friend in an e-mail. I think it sums up best my time here...

"I wish i have more to say about my time here so far. I feel I havn't got to process all the changes yet. The people I work with are great, so I am excited to build stronger relationships with them. Sometime I miss home alot, when I realize that I won't sleep in my bed again for 8 months or little things like a really good hamburger will be hard to find around here. They call something a hamburger that is not hamburger.

But God is opening my eyes- in many ways I realize already that my life will be forever changed by this experience. In ways like- how much we have in American compared to the rest of the world- in materail possession, money and in power within our own government, to other view points of Christain (most of Romania is orthodox vs American evangelist protestant), how Christain are to interact with the world, to my own thoughts on what does it mean to follow Christ? What do you think about all this? "

I told you in my last post about what I was doing, but I feel like this sums up more how I am feeling.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

katie. love your enteries. they bring back a ton of memories, especially trying to buy food in the market and never knowing how much to give them. for some reason, the number they tell you is totally different from the price. what the heck? have you been to the little bread box hut outside the apartment building yet? bethany and i got those bread wreath things every day. i loved them. anyway...i hope you are well. tell charity i said hello.