Diary: I didn’t understand…like that… (part 3)

Viviane Freitas

  • 7
  • Apr
  • 2015

Diary : I didn’t understand…like that… (part 3)

  • 7
  • Apr
  • 2015

Arriving in Moldova, I was there … all lost. We pastors’ wives follow our husbands, whom already have a defined goal for each place he will go, but the woman, since she is there to accompany him, gets a little lost on what has to be done.

She thinks, “I will accompany him“; but because she doesn’t plan ahead, she falls into a trap.

However, even before we get to Moldova, Julio receives a phone call from my father. And look at what he asks first:

“Is Louie with you?”
Julio said “No, bishop.”
Then my father says, “Oh! I thought he might be traveling with you …” He barely finished speaking and Julio interrupts and says, “Bishop, Luis is happy, as he is doing God’s work and etc.”
And after that my father does not comment anymore on the subject. Since I was right next to him, I heard my father’s response, and said, “Look father, Louis really wanted to come with us. But Julio thought that it was better if he stayed because he needs to learn and enjoy the opportunity to work in the church before traveling. (For where he was going there was no church).”
The conversation ended and the goodbyes were said…

Oh, why did I have to hear about Louis again! There we go, back again to why he did not travel with us, to take advantage of our last moments together (as we had almost no time with him, not even one year was completed since returning after 14 years away) …

I wanted to speak to my father… Again. I wanted to find a way to see if he could convince Julio to bring Louie to where we were. But I contained my will, and did not do anything because I realized instantly that everything I was feeling at that moment was my personal desire.

Arriving in Moldova’s church, passing down the hall to my chair, God spoke to me very strongly: “See, these people here are looking to find a way out of their agony and here you are wanting something for yourself and not for the people.”

Already at that very moment, my eyes began to water, making me feel like I was the neediest person at that church.

Not because of the problem that my son was not with us, but my own selfishness that I was letting myself get carried away with.

And the Holy Spirit, through Julio, began to speak of the Samaritan Woman. My God, how I connected with that woman! And in the midst of service, I did not hold back the tears and I began to be sensitive to the voice of God.

That same day, I left impressed! And then immediately, we had to leave for another country, Ukraine, because Julio had another meeting in the afternoon.

Upon arriving at the church in the Ukraine, I went 10 minutes before the service to sit and wait for the meeting to begin. And I start reading about the Samaritan woman. And again, my eyes filled with tears.

It was impossible to hold back the tears, because the words I read burned within my being. To the point that I could never forget, but to take it with me, and unto this day, burning inside.

The verse that impacted me:

“…If you knew the gift of God, and who it is who says to you, ‘Give me a drink,’ you would have asked Him, and He would have given you living water.” (John 4:10)

I will explain more to this respect in the next article …

A hug!


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  1. I am learning, alot from these articles……… thanks

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  2. Thank you so much ms. Viviane! I learn a lot from your messages. May God bless you and use you to do His work!

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