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Why Romania?

     "When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his throne in heavenly glory.  All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will seperate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats.  He will put the sheep on his right hand and the goats on his left.
     "Then the King will say to those on his right, 'Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world.  For I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you visited me.'
     "Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink?  When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or naked and clothe you?  When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?'
     "The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these who are members of my family, you did for me.'"
 
Matthew 25:31-40

Romania for the least of these.

 
Cassandra Bindea
Called by God to Arad, Romania

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A tattoo I have on the inside of my left heel, this dove reminds me to always hope.
 
 
 

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Hands-on Christian love to all God's children.

About Me

Basic Info:

  • 25 years old
  • Graduated May 2004 from Tarleton State University with a BS is Interdisciplinary Studies (Elementary Education)
  • Moved to Arad, Romania in July 2004
  • Married in Nasaud, Romania on September 8, 2007.
  • "I stand laughing on the corner of insignificance."

Biography:

    I was not raised in a particular church.  I started going to a Methodist church with some friends in the 8th grade in Troy, Texas.  Then I moved to Cheyenne, Wyoming, where I was baptized and confirmed in the United Methodist Church.  After only eleven months in Wyoming, my family moved to Castle Rock, Colorado.  There I became very active in the First United Methodist Church of Castle Rock.  I worked in the church nursery, and one year we decided to have a rummage sale to raise money for some new nursery equipment.  The sale was so sucessful that the nursery director decided to donate some of the profits to a non-profit organization that helped orphans in Romania.  She got all sorts of information about Global Hope, but at the time I was sixteen and not very interested in the problems of the world. 

     Fast forward a few years.  I moved to Stephenville, Texas to go to college and found a nice little Methodist church that felt like family.  Christmas of 2000 was the first time I think I could say I realized God was calling me to be a missionary. I had toyed with the idea of Peace Corps, but that just wasn't what I needed.  My call wasn't anything dramatic, no burning bushes, no names being yelled in the middle of the night, just a feeling, an idea that didn't go away.  I have had lots of ideas of what to do with my life, but the ones that God condones don't go away.  They work out.  So I was ready to be a missionary. . . .as soon as God told me where to go.  I had to wait about a few months to get that directive. 
     I went to World Day of Prayer put on by the United Methodist Women.  I hadn't really meant to go, I just showed up.  As it happened, the focus country that year was Romania.  While I was sitting in the pew, it was like the light came on in my head.  God was showing me where He wanted me. 
     Now that I knew where I need to go, all I had to do was figure out how to get there.  I searched 'Romanian mission trips' on the web and Global Hope was the only site that came up with ongoing Romanian mission trips.  I was up in Colorado that summer visiting friends from high school, and I decided to swing by the Broomfield church where Global Hope originated.  Imagine their faces as I was standing in the office explaining that I am a college student from Texas and I want to go to Romania to hold the babies.  Priceless. 
     Remarkably enough, things worked out and in June of 2003 I went on a two-week mission trip with Global Hope to Arad, Romania.  I loved it.  I did not want to come back.  However, my parents intervened and I finished my degree.  Now, I have a Bachelor's Degree, almost $8,000, and a plane ticket.  Like I said, the things God wants just seem to work out. 
June 2004