It was a hot, hot day in Romania in 1991. We had a group of twenty Americans distributing New Testaments that we had bought from Couriers for Christ in Oshkosh, Wisconsin and shipped over to Romania. We divided up our group sending the three vans in separate directions in order to cover more territory in the town of Petrosani. We paired up taking as many New Testaments as we could carry. My wife, Kathy and her dear friend Wilma went off together. After some time, I went to find them. I found Kathy nearby on the sidewalk trying to get the lid off of a dark brown bottle. I took one look and exclaimed, “What are you doing!” She answered, “We gave this man a New Testament and he gave us a bottle of mineral water. I’m just trying to get the lid off of it.” I responded, “That’s not mineral water, that’s beer!” Haţegana bottled mineral water and beer and used the same looking bottles. You had to read the paper label carefully in order to tell the difference. Kathy said, “What should I do?” I said, “Just put it down on the sidewalk.” We both had a good laugh on the way back to the van.
