I went to church in Fushe Kruja this morning. Nardi, Hektor and Neda wanted to go and visit also, and so the four of us traveled together. It was a complete reversal of roles from April of last year when Pastor Alban had to meet me in the center to guide me to Zogu I Zi. This morning I was the one leading the Albanians to our destination. My friend Agim was at the fugon station and was able to set us up with a ride into Fushe Kruja without delay.
We arrived early enough to have coffee with Visi, Fatjon, and our friend Koli. Afterward, Visi insisted on paying for everyone; a cultural tradition which I no longer attempt to argue against. Church today was held on the seventh floor of one of the tallest buildings in town. I don’t know why our venue keeps changing. The view was nice, and the vantage offered some perspective on the city we serve. Hector led the worship this morning; he has a great enthusiasm for music and a huge heart for God.
Including visitors, there were over 40 people in the service today, which is more than I have ever seen before. This community of church-goers is united and poised to make a huge impact on the city. I am especially looking forward to seeing where God takes the lives of the young men over the course of the next few years. Teenagers are so easily warped or broken. I am thankful that this group has the creator of all things watching over them.
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