We were traveling from Suceva up near the Ukraine Border through the Carpathian Mountains back to Haţeg in the early 90’s. We had heard about an evangelistic meeting that was to take place in Vatra Dorne, a small resort town. Since we had several thousand New Testaments, we planned to help at the meetings by distributing the Scriptures. We each took an armful of New Testament and fanned out across the small town. I soon had a ten year old boy tagging along behind. I smiled, tosseled his hair and continued to hand out a new Testament to anyone who would take one. I spoke little Romanian and he spoke no English, but we somehow understood each other. He offered to carry my stack of Scriptures, so I let him. Soon he was greeting passersby and handing out more New Testaments than I was. I left the little guy working and went back to the van and got more Scriptures. My little helper soon found me again as he was all out of New Testaments. He eagerly took another armful. I smiled and gave him a thumbs up sign. He smiled and opened a little grimy hand and showed me some coins. The little brat had sold the New Testaments! But then I realized that he was moving more New Testaments by selling them than I was by freely giving them. So I continued stocking him with New Testaments. So what if he was making a little money. At least they were getting to people who really wanted them. In the end we were all happy. He made a little change, I distributed my New Testaments, and Romanians received a copy of God’s eternal Word of Life.
