In 1992 we stayed with Viorel Candreanu in the village of Impotesţi near the city of Suceava. Pastor Viorel had a large church in Suceava and preached at several smaller churches in the surrounding towns. We stayed at his house and distributed Scriptures during the daytime. As we drove our rented vans back and forth each day, we passed a soccer field that looked absolutely immaculate. The grass was short and well-manicured – the field looked beautiful. The village was Mariexus, but the local kids called it Marie-Texas. Obviously, they were proud of their little town. Our interpreter who was with us each day told us that the field wasn’t all that great. He knew the whole story: the grass was well cropped because of the sheep that grazed there. But with grazing sheep comes sheep manure. And the bare-footed kids of Mariexus had a reputation among their opponents. You could smell them a kilometer off!
