<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968</id><updated>2011-12-18T05:13:34.588+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3438793769536890730</id><published>2011-07-10T09:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T09:30:31.846+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting with Baptism</title><summary type='text'>Last Sunday morning a light rain fell, the air was cool and three women from Freedom Home were baptized in water!  Andy was honored to stand in the blowup kiddie pool dressed in the standard light green double breasted robe that Pastors wear for baptism in Moldova and do the dunking.  In addition to our three, the final youngest sisters of a Christian family of five were baptized.   We celebrated</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3438793769536890730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3438793769536890730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3438793769536890730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3438793769536890730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2011/07/starting-with-baptism.html' title='Starting with Baptism'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5pNMRIvS7c/ThlG1c9DCqI/AAAAAAAAACg/ypZGcwJcCCc/s72-c/IMG_0128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2597668726356515040</id><published>2011-06-27T16:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:19:23.605+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials</title><summary type='text'>To most people in the west, "trial" means a hard time in life.  To our women at Freedom Home they have experienced trials like few others have faced.  But trial has another meaning--it also means having to go to court to convict somebody of something.  The women at Freedom Home have sometimes been in court at a trial 3, 4 &amp; 5 times to testify against their traffickers or abusers. 

This past week</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2597668726356515040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2597668726356515040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2597668726356515040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2597668726356515040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2011/06/trials.html' title='Trials'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5335638023432083463</id><published>2011-06-18T09:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T09:28:56.149+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Mind</title><summary type='text'>This past Sunday as I walked up to church Amy* came running to me, smiles filling her face.  She threw her arms around me and exclaimed it is just a few weeks until her baptism.  She is so excited!  Every Sunday she and Tina* arrive at church early for classes for baptism. They are memorizing Scripture and learning Truth.  While preparing for baptism, they are also preparing to become members of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5335638023432083463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5335638023432083463' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5335638023432083463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5335638023432083463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-mind.html' title='A New Mind'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5329532139031871051</id><published>2011-06-09T07:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T07:26:35.686+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful Toes</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I slipped coming down the stairs just as I was getting ready to go for my morning walk.  Ouch!  Something hurt in my foot.  I put my socks and tennis shoes on anyway and went to walk.  About half-way through the walk my little toe on my right foot began to scream in pain.  By time I came home, my toe was swollen and black and blue.  I don't know if I broke it, sprained it or just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5329532139031871051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5329532139031871051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5329532139031871051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5329532139031871051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2011/06/painful-toes.html' title='Painful Toes'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2025864782935446313</id><published>2011-06-02T06:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T06:46:18.300+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Training for change</title><summary type='text'>This week has been intense.  We have guests here to help the work at Freedom Home.  Kyle is a Pastor and Christian counselor who trained the staff last year and is doing so again this year.  He is also counseling both the staff and the girls in the afternoons. 

In the past month we've taken in one new woman into Freedom Home and have another one or two who may come in the next few weeks.  We see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2025864782935446313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2025864782935446313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2025864782935446313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2025864782935446313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2011/06/training-for-change.html' title='Training for change'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4603874239091800013</id><published>2011-04-23T10:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T10:26:53.309+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Reflections</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow we celebrate Easter. This is the biggest Moldovan family celebration of the year.  I've been trying to get on here to post for three days and have not been able to because our internet has been so slow.  This happens every year at this holiday time--everyone is calling and talking to family members and friends abroad.  So many have left Moldova to live in Western Europe, America and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4603874239091800013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4603874239091800013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4603874239091800013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4603874239091800013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-reflections.html' title='Easter Reflections'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3610993578248349513</id><published>2011-03-08T18:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T18:38:38.621+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day for Women</title><summary type='text'>Today is International Women's Day. This is the  European equivalent to Mother's Day, except we celebrate all women.  Today at Freedom Home we went out for a pizza lunch.  The women ate pizza until they were stuffed.  Later we returned to the home for ice cream and cookies, and one staff member prepared a special dish for supper that she loves to treat everyone to.  We had a great time together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3610993578248349513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3610993578248349513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3610993578248349513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3610993578248349513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-for-women.html' title='A Day for Women'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-408120240394015818</id><published>2011-02-28T13:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:09:00.145+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><summary type='text'>Family.

It is a word familiar to all of us.  We think of parents, siblings and extended relatives.  For many it brings a sense of home and safety. For some it conjures up thoughts of discord and hurt.  Most Westerners can anchor on a family--whether positive or negative.

Many of our girls at Freedom Home have never known family.  Some never knew mother or father.  Disease took their parents at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/408120240394015818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=408120240394015818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/408120240394015818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/408120240394015818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2011/02/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4645763765210038781</id><published>2011-01-25T16:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T16:03:00.357+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Different!</title><summary type='text'>It's been far too long since I've posted.  So forgive me.  I feel like a naughty child who once again has done wrong, asking forgiveness.  I'm amazed at bloggers who can post daily.  But sometimes life just flies by, and I wonder how we are already approaching the end of yet another month.

So today I want to report what a great success the "homes for Christmas" idea turned out to be.  The girls </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4645763765210038781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4645763765210038781' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4645763765210038781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4645763765210038781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-different.html' title='I&apos;m Different!'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5815534357921387080</id><published>2010-12-06T12:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:21:41.608+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>"I'll be home for Christmas..."  Perhaps you've already heard Bing croon these words this holiday season, or you've heard one of the other dozen versions of the famous song.   When we hear it we get excited about the trip home or our children joining us in our home or we long to actually be home with those we love. 

For most of our girls at Freedom Home, there is no where to go at Christmas.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5815534357921387080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5815534357921387080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5815534357921387080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5815534357921387080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/12/home-for-christmas.html' title='Home for Christmas'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5565681382397059975</id><published>2010-11-15T22:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T22:10:36.150+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents</title><summary type='text'>Today we drove to Essie's parents' home in a village a few hours from our home.  Essie is the only girl in the home not just with parents, but Christian parents.   From the time she came into the home, we knew we needed to talk to her parents.  

But her father worked abroad, and only recently returned to Moldova.  Last week they called, thinking that maybe Essie should just return home.  They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5565681382397059975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5565681382397059975' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5565681382397059975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5565681382397059975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/11/parents.html' title='Parents'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-9113878281581301859</id><published>2010-11-10T01:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T01:10:25.184+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth</title><summary type='text'>For a bit more than a  week I have been in the states with Andy.  He's spoken at a few churches and we've had dinners with people--sharing about our work in Moldova and the work at Freedom Home.    We are now sitting at the Detroit Airport and will be boarding a flight back to Europe shortly.  Can't wait to get home.

We realize what a spiritual battle the work at Freedom Home remains.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/9113878281581301859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=9113878281581301859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/9113878281581301859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/9113878281581301859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/11/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1061124039531829583</id><published>2010-10-21T15:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T15:55:57.468+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heros</title><summary type='text'>Our work at Freedom Home wouldn't happen if it were not for the amazing staff who run the home.  From the director and social worker to the ladies who rotate staying nights, we have an amazing staff.  

A few weeks ago I left the home remembering the time it was my job to make sure who stayed over the weekend.  I always needed to make sure someone would be there during the day if a staff member </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1061124039531829583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1061124039531829583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1061124039531829583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1061124039531829583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-heros.html' title='My Heros'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-6849186828267022805</id><published>2010-10-07T08:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T08:32:34.242+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumped and Bruised</title><summary type='text'>Most often I blog to present the needs at Freedom Home.  Through the stories of our girls in the home, I ask you to pray.

Today I will tell my story. 

I don't often ask for prayer for myself.  I know many pray for me anyway.  I'm so grateful for those prayers. 

Yesterday morning I had a meeting in the center of the city with a young Moldovan friend.  I left that meeting to go to another.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/6849186828267022805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=6849186828267022805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6849186828267022805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6849186828267022805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/10/bumped-and-bruised.html' title='Bumped and Bruised'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2751518578225032050</id><published>2010-09-23T10:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T10:23:40.159+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Party!</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday morning when I arrived at Freedom Home I received the news that Mary's* trafficker had been convicted and sentenced to thirteen years in prison.   We laughed, we hugged, we cried, we rejoiced that he faced justice.

Mary came to us about two months ago under police protection.  Everything about her screamed "FEAR!!"  She couldn't go anywhere by public transportation in case someone would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2751518578225032050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2751518578225032050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2751518578225032050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2751518578225032050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-to-party.html' title='Time to Party!'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3294333599298519430</id><published>2010-08-29T17:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:30:28.379+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Preservation</title><summary type='text'>This morning the text of the message came from Psalm 121.  I take a Romanian/English parallel Bible to church with me and after reading the Romanian with the congregation, I read the Scripture in English.

I read words so very familiar, "I will lift up my eyes to the hills..." Beautiful words.  On I read to verse seven. 
I paused. 
I stopped. 
I read again. 
I thought. 
The message from the front</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3294333599298519430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3294333599298519430' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3294333599298519430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3294333599298519430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/08/preservation.html' title='Preservation'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3109536941359063987</id><published>2010-08-19T20:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:19:53.955+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Hearts</title><summary type='text'>I have three daughters biologically.  I have several more by virtue of Freedom Home. 

Ali* began first to call me mama.  The other girls at the home joined her.  Most have not had a mama in a long time.  Most haven't known a good mama.  Ali's mama died when she was around ten years old.

Ali has had a very hard journey.   We see times of great victory and times of such defeat.   The past few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3109536941359063987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3109536941359063987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3109536941359063987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3109536941359063987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/08/broken-hearts.html' title='Broken Hearts'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8227815252475233549</id><published>2010-08-16T22:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:14:05.309+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams</title><summary type='text'>Today I had the privilege of sitting with a newer resident in the home, Mary, and hearing her story.   Her story came out in the midst of her pain.  Last Thursday she surrendered her life to Christ and then the nightmares began each night.

She shared how these nightmares are really not new, but have come each time she's wanted to change her life for the better. 

When I talked to her about the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8227815252475233549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8227815252475233549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8227815252475233549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8227815252475233549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-dreams.html' title='Sweet Dreams'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3960073633180457809</id><published>2010-08-13T13:57:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:41:43.280+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbors</title><summary type='text'>This week the neighbors on both sides of the home have begun complaining about one thing after another.  They both have always made complaints and usually they have some validity.  We have tried to comply. The neighbor to the right didn't like our dog, Jack.  So we built the fence higher to give him the extra protection from the dog jumping into his yard.But this week he called the police saying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3960073633180457809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3960073633180457809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3960073633180457809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3960073633180457809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/08/neighbors.html' title='Neighbors'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-7701791596021777715</id><published>2010-07-28T07:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T07:56:18.722+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescue Arts</title><summary type='text'>It is so important for the women who come into our home to find a place of healing in their lives.  There are many avenues to have that happen.  It doesn't just happen automatically because they come into the home, but happens because they are led there.  We are in the process of helping the staff understand how to lead the women to healing.Often that healing has to start in the lives of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/7701791596021777715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=7701791596021777715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7701791596021777715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7701791596021777715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/07/rescue-arts.html' title='Rescue Arts'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3620391373423138487</id><published>2010-07-22T11:47:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T12:08:06.989+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding up Your arms</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I listened to a sermon podcast by Pastor Rod Loy at North Little Rock First (www.firstnlr.com).  He talked about the Bible story where Joshua, the young man, is fighting, and Moses, the old man, is praying with his contemporaries holding up his arms.  When Moses' arms are up, they are winning the battle.   When the arms are down, they are losing the battle. The idea behind this sermon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3620391373423138487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3620391373423138487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3620391373423138487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3620391373423138487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/07/holding-up-your-arms.html' title='Holding up Your arms'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-7675363484033411251</id><published>2010-07-16T10:19:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:35:30.608+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the Land Part Two</title><summary type='text'>There is an adage in church work that sometimes you have to lose some to gain more.  I believe that has been true at Freedom Home.   I'm learning that as we take the land, sometimes we have to let some things go. I'd like to believe that every woman who comes to us will be changed, but this doesn't happen.  Some cannot break the chains holding them in bondage.   A few weeks ago one woman had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/7675363484033411251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=7675363484033411251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7675363484033411251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7675363484033411251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/07/taking-land-part-two.html' title='Taking the Land Part Two'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-218871566400110398</id><published>2010-07-12T11:28:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:07:24.436+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Home</title><summary type='text'>We have given a new name to the Project Rescue home in Moldova. We are now Freedom Home. Why the new name?  Moldova is a very small country, and there are already several Home of Hopes, Hope Houses and other ministries with names very close.   We needed to set ourselves apart.So we began to pray about it, asking God to give us something that was right for us in this place.An issue begin to emerge</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/218871566400110398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=218871566400110398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/218871566400110398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/218871566400110398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/07/freedom-home.html' title='Freedom Home'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3129927431906445382</id><published>2010-07-09T13:25:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:39:16.420+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm often asked how we find the women who are in our home.  We have networked and built relationships with several different organizations that deal with the legal aspects of women who are trafficked. They are the agencies that the government calls when a trafficked woman needs to be repatriated or stand trial against a trafficker.  These agencies know the women need further help.  They then call</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3129927431906445382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3129927431906445382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3129927431906445382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3129927431906445382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-often-asked-how-we-find-women-who.html' title=''/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-7697166440203644262</id><published>2010-06-23T14:06:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:31:41.678+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the Land</title><summary type='text'>It has been more than a month since I last blogged.  About the time of the last post, one of the girls in the home (the one who can read English and use a computer) went to an internet cafe', found our website and felt angry that I posted about the Home.  So I decided to just stop posting for a time.  This week I felt it time to start again. This week all the woman and children of the home and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/7697166440203644262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=7697166440203644262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7697166440203644262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7697166440203644262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/06/taking-land.html' title='Taking the Land'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3437624851169012927</id><published>2010-05-24T13:54:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:34:44.832+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I returned last night from Project Rescue meetings in India.  Having time last week with others who are doing the same type of work felt so encouraging.  We realize that many of our struggles are the same. I came home to new struggles.   A week and a half ago we welcomed a new baby into the home.  Leah's* excitement at this new life was evident.  Today she didn't want anything to do with the baby</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3437624851169012927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3437624851169012927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3437624851169012927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3437624851169012927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-returned-last-night-from-project.html' title=''/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8781391108751769091</id><published>2010-05-15T10:39:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T10:51:38.007+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago I decided I would become a true blogger, posting regularly.  And then we had a week of guests and all that went out the window.  Oh, well.  I continue on.The past few weeks have been full of ups and downs.  We had a small group of women who came in and taught scrapbooking, card making and jewelry making.  They ministered to the women in the home showing them amazing love.   And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8781391108751769091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8781391108751769091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8781391108751769091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8781391108751769091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-weeks-ago-i-decided-i-would-become.html' title=''/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2865279047375967141</id><published>2010-04-28T12:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:21:05.310+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy's decision</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago I wrote of the wonderful birthday party we had for Amy*.  This past weekend Amy wanted to go visit an aunt in her home village and we allowed her. She was supposed to be back on Saturday evening, but returned on Tuesday by noon. She came back wanting to get married.Her cousin had convinced her that a certain man was right for her.She met him for an hour on Saturday.Yes, my mind </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2865279047375967141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2865279047375967141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2865279047375967141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2865279047375967141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/04/amys-decision.html' title='Amy&apos;s decision'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1177464630453030428</id><published>2010-04-27T16:58:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T17:16:27.777+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Team work</title><summary type='text'>I just arrived home from a day at the Home of Hope.  Tuesday is always staff meeting.  What a great team of women God has blessed us with to work with the women who come into our home!After staff meeting I learned the story of one of our women in the home.  I don't often ask, but today I needed some details.  The story that unfolded was still sketchy.  Leah* worked at a cafe.  The cafe is known </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1177464630453030428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1177464630453030428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1177464630453030428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1177464630453030428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/04/team-work.html' title='Team work'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8732707143382728671</id><published>2010-04-26T13:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T13:55:01.829+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that pull</title><summary type='text'>Working with Victims of Trafficking creates a working culture where we feel like there are days we are changing lives and days when we are making no progress at all.  It seems we make progress with a woman and then something pulls her back.A boyfriend she has left calls again.An aunt finds her someone to marry.A grandma thinks she'd be better off at in her village, but she has no ability to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8732707143382728671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8732707143382728671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8732707143382728671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8732707143382728671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/04/things-that-pull.html' title='Things that pull'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3461409994008003330</id><published>2010-04-10T11:14:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T11:33:47.960+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating the precious</title><summary type='text'>We've been home from vacation not quite two days.   We jumped right back into life, feeling fully refreshed.   It is good to be home.At the Home of Hope we value celebration.  Most of our girls have never had a birthday party.  Celebrating birthdays says, "You are special.  We are glad you were born.  We are glad for your life in our lives." I love Moldovan birthday celebrations.  It starts by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3461409994008003330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3461409994008003330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3461409994008003330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3461409994008003330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/04/celebrating-precious.html' title='Celebrating the precious'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4714283321818849581</id><published>2010-04-02T13:57:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T15:06:09.514+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sculpting</title><summary type='text'>We are on vacation in Italy, staying with friends who live just out of Naples.  It is an amazing break for our family.  We've had such a great time with the girls touring Pompeii and Rome.While in Rome we saw all the sites that tourists see.  St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican has a statue call Pieta.  It is a large carving of Mary holding Jesus after he has died.  Michelangelo carved this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4714283321818849581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4714283321818849581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4714283321818849581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4714283321818849581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/04/sculpting.html' title='Sculpting'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7XdEhP2gGI/AAAAAAAAABg/XNWP91mnajo/s72-c/_D2X0264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4173834910388262973</id><published>2010-03-22T16:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T16:32:11.872+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I sat with Ali* who has had some tough weeks. When she has tough weeks, everyone has tough weeks--staff, residents and her children.  She struggles so badly with seeing who she is in Christ.  She struggles with seeing the change in her life and believing that God really can renew and remake her.  Please pray specially for her this week.  She's a tired, single mom.  She is ashamed that her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4173834910388262973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4173834910388262973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4173834910388262973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4173834910388262973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-sat-with-ali-who-has-had-some.html' title=''/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-564762817897418667</id><published>2010-03-19T10:39:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T10:49:19.367+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighters and Flighters</title><summary type='text'>One thing we've come to realize with the ministry at the home is that people come into the home with two basic emotional reactions.  These are known as fight or flight.  Because of all the things that have happened in their lives, they have either learned to cope through fighting or by running away.The fighters can be mean. They are mean to the staff, mean to other girls, mean to their children.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/564762817897418667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=564762817897418667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/564762817897418667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/564762817897418667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/03/fighters-and-flighters.html' title='Fighters and Flighters'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5637306594169342325</id><published>2010-03-08T17:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T17:31:22.398+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a Prodigal's Return</title><summary type='text'>Today is International Women's Day, which I'm sure is celebrated in every country in the world except America!  We had a great celebration, taking all the women out for pizza and salad.  After pizza we went back to the home for ice cream and M&amp;M cookies, which my daughter and I made last evening.  (The cookies, not the ice cream).  I received tons of homemade presents.  That's what is done on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5637306594169342325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5637306594169342325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5637306594169342325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5637306594169342325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/03/prodigals-return.html' title='a Prodigal&apos;s Return'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1299313652062223563</id><published>2010-03-07T17:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:11:16.265+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The rewards</title><summary type='text'>This morning I was in church, struggling to be there.  Some days are like that. Some visitors (brothers) where there sharing. All of it was in Russian. I wondered why I continued to sit there. And then as church was ending....Ali* got up and gave a testimony, complete with tears (she is always telling me not to cry!)  She just shared how her life has been so changed. She said how she'd lived so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1299313652062223563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1299313652062223563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1299313652062223563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1299313652062223563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/03/rewards.html' title='The rewards'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2173862847173032695</id><published>2010-01-26T13:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:18:07.918+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><summary type='text'>At the New Year we always talk about the need for change.  We make resolutions, try to lose weight and begin exercise programs.  Often the change we need must be deeper.  It must be a change of the heart, a change of ways and actions.This type of change is difficult.  It is scary.  We see this so clearly for the women at the Home of Hope.  They come and want a place of safety, but a changed life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2173862847173032695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2173862847173032695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2173862847173032695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2173862847173032695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/01/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5108080826832331650</id><published>2010-01-11T11:31:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:45:00.444+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting this morning at the Home of Hope.   We've passed through the holiday season.  Last Thursday was Eastern Christmas so there were still services and celebrations throughout the weekend.  Thanks for your prayers over the holiday season.  For some of the girls it was a great time. All celebrated in a new style--without alcohol and abuse.  But for most of the girls, it still proved a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5108080826832331650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5108080826832331650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5108080826832331650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5108080826832331650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1744102002603724676</id><published>2009-12-23T23:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:44:43.338+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><summary type='text'>As I look back on the past year, I am amazed at what God has done in our first year of ministry at the Home of Hope in Moldova. And I realize that none of it could be possible without the prayers of so many.  There is no doubt that finances are needed to run a work, but many people have finances and don't see lives changed.  Without faithful prayer for the ministry and for the lives of the women,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1744102002603724676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1744102002603724676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1744102002603724676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1744102002603724676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/12/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1009964182657969146</id><published>2009-12-09T11:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:58:35.363+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leah</title><summary type='text'>Leah* came to the Home of Hope two weeks ago. She is depressed and struggling with the upcoming Christmas holiday.  She says that everything bad that happened in her life, happened at the Christmas season.Please keep her in prayer this month.  Every girl that comes into the home struggles with the lack of freedom, the rules, the structure, and wants to leave.  They cannot see that life can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1009964182657969146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1009964182657969146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1009964182657969146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1009964182657969146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/12/leah.html' title='Leah'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-7116386561358439683</id><published>2009-11-23T21:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:39:21.481+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Additions</title><summary type='text'>Today I met Leah*, a 21 year old victim of sex-trafficking.  She's four months pregnant and has no where to go.  A short-term shelter that we partner with called us, asking us to take her.  Leah's nervousness showed clearly.  No smile showed on her face.  She reminded me of Ala* when I first met her a year ago.  Hopelessness filled her whole being.  "Would you like to come to our home?" asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/7116386561358439683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=7116386561358439683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7116386561358439683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7116386561358439683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/11/additions.html' title='Additions'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4343431126845845206</id><published>2009-11-17T08:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:32:04.064+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for Ala</title><summary type='text'>This week we are having a time of prayer and fasting for one of our women, Ala*.   We ask you to join us in prayer for her.Ala was one of the first women in our home.  She came with her preschool daughter.   A few months after she came, we found out she had a boyfriend, and at the New Year she became pregnant with his child.  This is the pregnancy which you prayed for and we have a very healthy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4343431126845845206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4343431126845845206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4343431126845845206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4343431126845845206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/11/praying-for-ala.html' title='Praying for Ala'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8766516691671837860</id><published>2009-10-23T14:29:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:51:55.687+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Baby</title><summary type='text'>This week at the Home of Hope we rejoice at the birth of a healthy 8 pound baby boy.  Babies are a normal thing and so many are healthy, but I believe that Baby S is truly a miracle.When his mama, Ala*, came to our home, she needed medical care.  Infection and problems filled her womb.  Not long after she came we found out she was pregnant.  I first thought that there was no way this pregnancy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8766516691671837860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8766516691671837860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8766516691671837860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8766516691671837860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/10/healthy-baby.html' title='Healthy Baby'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3864593327234054640</id><published>2009-10-05T21:49:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:57:56.421+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming home</title><summary type='text'>Our girl, Masha* is coming home. Masha came back to us in late July.  Two weeks later her "boyfriend" tried to get her back.  We had thought ahead of this and when he showed up again, we sent her to a Teen Challenge rehab center.   The two months away have been hard and wonderful for her.  She wants to come back home.  Please pray for her as she transitions back into life in the home.  Pray that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3864593327234054640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3864593327234054640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3864593327234054640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3864593327234054640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-home.html' title='Coming home'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8058475937553558986</id><published>2009-09-10T07:17:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T07:40:11.612+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This week I reminded the staff at the Home of Hope that our struggle is not against flesh and blood.  The work we are doing is truly a spiritual battle for the lives of the women we are helping.When working with women who have been so traumatized, the results can be slow in coming.  Discouragement can set in.  We see one woman make a good choice while the next makes the choice to walk away from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8058475937553558986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8058475937553558986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8058475937553558986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8058475937553558986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-week-i-reminded-staff-at-home-of.html' title=''/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2114167172022897492</id><published>2009-08-05T16:53:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:02:01.102+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Away</title><summary type='text'>Andy, the girls and I have been away from Moldova for a few weeks.  We are in the states for a bit of vacation and the Assemblies of God General Council to help with the Eurasia Experience and Eurasia Exhibit.  It is a good time to reconnect with friends in ministry and also to talk to people about what God wants in their lives in missions.  Please keep this week in prayer.But as we are away, the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2114167172022897492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2114167172022897492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2114167172022897492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2114167172022897492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/08/away.html' title='Away'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2283662170214928034</id><published>2009-07-19T23:14:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:29:06.473+03:00</updated><title type='text'>An Empty stage</title><summary type='text'>Masha* came back last week.  Masha ran away last week.  Masha came back last week. That is how some weeks go.  This week is an emotional roller coaster.  Every time I promise that if she runs away again, we won't take her back.  But we do.  She's desperate for help and doesn't know what to do.  Today another girl disappeared.  We know where she is.  She is with a friend.  We spent about half hour</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2283662170214928034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2283662170214928034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2283662170214928034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2283662170214928034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/07/empty-stage.html' title='An Empty stage'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1610199055182980994</id><published>2009-07-14T11:19:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:29:34.571+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unto You</title><summary type='text'>Rebecca has been teaching a dance to the girls from a song.  The chorus is simple, "Unto You be all the glory!  Unto You be all the glory!  Unto You be all the glory!  Unto You be all the glory!"  That may seem repetitive, but needs to be the cry of our souls to God.This morning we arrived at the Home of Hope and were greeted by amazing smiles.  Masha* was not smiling, but she got up and hugged </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1610199055182980994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1610199055182980994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1610199055182980994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1610199055182980994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/07/unto-you.html' title='Unto You'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4520712664058291769</id><published>2009-07-13T22:15:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:53:17.560+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day to pray</title><summary type='text'>Some days are just amazing.  I woke up looking forward to what God was going to do today, but a bit afraid of the day ahead.  Started with an intense meeting with people who simply need Jesus to intervene in their lives.  Moved on to the Home of Hope.  Rebecca, with Rescue Arts, has been here for the past week working with the women there.  The first days were such a battle.  Rebecca felt such an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4520712664058291769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4520712664058291769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4520712664058291769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4520712664058291769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-day-to-pray.html' title='What a day to pray'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5239358868257056391</id><published>2009-07-08T16:44:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:53:27.409+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Therapy</title><summary type='text'>This week a friend is here to work with the women at the Home of Hope in areas of art therapy.   Rebecca works in India with survivors of sexual exploitation and agreed to come to work with our girls for a week.Today we had the first session, and we felt like it went to well.  We see God moving in the lives of the women and that is always exciting. Will you keep us in prayer this next week as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5239358868257056391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5239358868257056391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5239358868257056391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5239358868257056391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/07/art-therapy.html' title='Art Therapy'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1082375794178439176</id><published>2009-07-03T21:52:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:55:16.382+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Praising God</title><summary type='text'>I asked for prayer for one of the women the other day who is pregnant and had an infection in her uterus.  We prayed and God answered!Today she went for an ultra-sound, and they see nothing.  The tests she's had have come back negative.  God has healed.  We are rejoicing that once again He is showing himself to her.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1082375794178439176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1082375794178439176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1082375794178439176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1082375794178439176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/07/praising-god.html' title='Praising God'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-7724156443315764172</id><published>2009-07-01T22:25:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:32:01.755+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing needed</title><summary type='text'>One of the women in the home is pregnant.  She is 24 weeks pregnant and has an infection in her uterus.  She has been on antibiotics for a few weeks but the infection continues to grow and she may need to be hospitalized for a few weeks of antibiotics.  Please pray for a complete healing for her.  The baby's life is in danger at this point.  We are asking God to show himself to her in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/7724156443315764172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=7724156443315764172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7724156443315764172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7724156443315764172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/07/healing-needed.html' title='Healing needed'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1266219522426178333</id><published>2009-06-25T08:01:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:06:14.338+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy's eye</title><summary type='text'>I have a short prayer need today.  Last night (Wednesday evening), Andy's eye was scratched by an overhanging plant (the long sharp type of leaf) as we entered a restaurant.  It was extremely painful, but after about an hour it was okay.   As we were going to bed I lifted my hands and accidentally touched the eye again (but hardly touched it) and it shot pain again.  The eye is sore and scratched</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1266219522426178333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1266219522426178333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1266219522426178333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1266219522426178333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/06/andys-eye.html' title='Andy&apos;s eye'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5033554209632418492</id><published>2009-06-21T22:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:27:17.809+03:00</updated><title type='text'>camp week</title><summary type='text'>This week the women from the Home of Hope are going off to camp. They are attending with 3 of the staff and it is a church came sponsored by the church of our Social Worker.  Please pray that the women and their children enjoy the camp, are refreshed and that they are opened to God working in their lives this week.At the same time most of our AGWM team (but not all) and our summer interns are off</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5033554209632418492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5033554209632418492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5033554209632418492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5033554209632418492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/06/camp-week.html' title='camp week'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-7392572628190358988</id><published>2009-06-15T23:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:21:53.942+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><summary type='text'>We just returned from a great week away.  We had time for our annual retreat.  That is always refreshing.  It is so good to get away and worship in English, hear good preaching and have time to visit with others.  While I was gone we took in a new woman and her 14 month old daughter at the Home of Hope.  I'm so proud of my staff because they went ahead and made all the decisions needed to make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/7392572628190358988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=7392572628190358988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7392572628190358988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7392572628190358988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/06/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-6225431807253559619</id><published>2009-05-11T22:10:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:23:49.799+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a Baby!</title><summary type='text'>No, I'm not pregnant. You can stop that rumor right now.Glad I'm not dealing with that at this point in my life, but beginning the Home of Hope ministry is a lot like having a baby. There is a lot of waiting, a lot of preparation, a lot of pain and agony.  One day we know that this baby will be birthed and that day will be full of joy.  Right now we are still heavy with labor for this new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/6225431807253559619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=6225431807253559619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6225431807253559619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6225431807253559619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/05/having-baby.html' title='Having a Baby!'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-479623917257230966</id><published>2009-05-02T21:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:41:08.155+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Life</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes life overseas is just a pain. My washing machine has been broken for more than 2 months. There is no Sears store to call for the repair guy.  We've thought we've had the part sent 3 times, only to find that the parts supplier keeps sending the wrong part.  Today again we found the wrong part had been sent (same wrong part every time, although Andy has given them a picture from THEIR </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/479623917257230966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=479623917257230966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/479623917257230966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/479623917257230966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-life.html' title='Sometimes Life'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-6919951898201746178</id><published>2009-04-08T09:55:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:01:52.035+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Many things</title><summary type='text'>Our country is in turmoil.  The elections were Sunday, and the young people do not want the communists to be in control again. They are tired of living in a communist country.  There are riots in the center of the city (we are staying away).  They have burned the president's building and the parliament building.  Please pray for Moldova.In the midst of this Elissa and I have packed and are ready </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/6919951898201746178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=6919951898201746178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6919951898201746178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6919951898201746178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/04/many-things.html' title='Many things'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-6433929507503877939</id><published>2009-04-01T20:35:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:32:21.622+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs and wonders</title><summary type='text'>We've been praying for signs and wonders to happen in the lives of our women at Home of Hope. Who would know these would begin with a child?A week ago Natalie (our 9 year old) woke up and said, "I just had the best dream.  Ir---(I can't list her name here) came back to the Home of Hope, and she was so changed.  She found Jesus."  Ir--- had run away several times.  Two months ago we finally told </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/6433929507503877939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=6433929507503877939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6433929507503877939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6433929507503877939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/04/signs-and-wonders.html' title='Signs and wonders'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-464968626923883196</id><published>2009-03-25T08:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:08:51.550+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrations</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday we celebrated the birthday of one of the women in the Home of Hope.  She turned 31.  It wasn't anything huge--a few roses and a birthday cake after lunch.  When I gave her the roses and then we began to sing "La Multi Ani" (Moldova's Happy Birthday song) she put her head down and began to sob.  The other women in our home also began to cry.  I wondered when the last time was that anyone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/464968626923883196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=464968626923883196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/464968626923883196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/464968626923883196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/03/celebrations.html' title='Celebrations'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-7454036831515206495</id><published>2009-03-13T08:59:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:16:53.839+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges</title><summary type='text'>Andy &amp; I just returned from India where we attended Project Rescue Leadership meetings.  It is always good to meet with the other leadership and to know we are not alone.The trip was long.  We spent a lot of time in airports.  To get to India the flights are always overnight so we missed 2 nights of sleep out of the last five.   That is travel.  I'm blessed that we live in a day that we can make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/7454036831515206495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=7454036831515206495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7454036831515206495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7454036831515206495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/03/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8895761059399377874</id><published>2009-03-07T11:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:14:25.731+02:00</updated><title type='text'>understanding</title><summary type='text'>We continue to move forward in the ministry at the Home of Hope, but there is so much more that needs to be in place.  Yesterday I told someone that we are in the start up phase of this ministry, meaning we are putting in a lot of capital without a lot of return at this point.  We are realizing each day that there is more to do, more to put in place, more to understand.We need to know laws.  We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8895761059399377874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8895761059399377874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8895761059399377874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8895761059399377874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/03/understanding.html' title='understanding'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-420116591442643728</id><published>2009-02-26T20:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:09:06.301+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hand of God</title><summary type='text'>I've been so blessed with seeing the Hand of God in the ministry we are doing. He continues to move ahead of us. At the end of December it was clear that we needed a Christian counselor and social worker in the Home of Hope. These are not always easy to find in Moldova and it is not something we can just put a "help wanted" sign out for.  But in the same week I was told about a social worker and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/420116591442643728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=420116591442643728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/420116591442643728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/420116591442643728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/02/hand-of-god.html' title='The Hand of God'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-182769465438873377</id><published>2009-02-10T19:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:44:57.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A year</title><summary type='text'>Today I realized that it is one year since I last talked to my mom.  It was Sunday morning for her and Sunday afternoon for me.  We talked about my visit the next week, made plans for our schedule together.  We talked about the great sale prices that she found the day before and said she'd go pick up some skirts and pants for me too after church that day.  I don't remember what else we talked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/182769465438873377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=182769465438873377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/182769465438873377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/182769465438873377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/02/year.html' title='A year'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-92222803046637661</id><published>2009-01-26T16:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:56:28.034+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost &amp; Found</title><summary type='text'>Remember when you were little and lost something at school. You simply went to the lost and found and hopefully your lost sweat shirt, pen, mitten was there.  Don't you wish it were all still so easy? Last time I wrote we'd just gotten back from the states and things here were a mess.  We cried, "Lord, we need your help!"  But all looked impossible.  We'd lost a bag on the flight.  We'd lost a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/92222803046637661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=92222803046637661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/92222803046637661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/92222803046637661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-found.html' title='Lost &amp; Found'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3740746888832721418</id><published>2009-01-16T11:27:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:56:37.691+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a new year</title><summary type='text'>So with the New Year comes resolve to eat less, exercise more, communicate better.  And thanks should be given in this new year for all those who hold this ministry in constant prayer.  I saw some of my blog followers in church one Sunday when we were in America.  (Thanks John &amp; JoAnn for coming to our service at Life Church.  It was great to see you.)  They asked if we were having visa problems </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3740746888832721418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3740746888832721418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3740746888832721418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3740746888832721418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s a new year'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2405651751571510711</id><published>2008-12-09T15:28:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:37:25.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts Changing</title><summary type='text'>Today was a great day at the Home of Hope.  I needed that.  This has truly been the most difficult thing I've ever undertaken in my life and I really don't feel up to the task most days. We sat and just talked with the women today, asked them their dreams and prayed together.Here are a few things you can pray for:1.  Dina--Her twin sister,Lilia is still abroad in a brothel.  Lilia's daughter is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2405651751571510711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2405651751571510711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2405651751571510711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2405651751571510711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/12/hearts-changing.html' title='Hearts Changing'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3598128103982529767</id><published>2008-12-03T19:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:33:28.145+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><summary type='text'>One of the hardest parts of the issue of trafficking is the rejection that the girls get from their families, if they have them, when they return. Ira wanted so badly to see her family.  She misses them terribly and hasn't seen them in so long.  We finally worked out that today she would be taken to see her family.  Some of our staff accompanied her to her village.  It is in a part of Moldova </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3598128103982529767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3598128103982529767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3598128103982529767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3598128103982529767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/12/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3759092288708703904</id><published>2008-11-24T21:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:52:03.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace, Peace</title><summary type='text'>This afternoon I stopped by at the House of Hope for a short time.  All was peace there. I had a fun visit with the women there and left feeling so blessed to be doing this work.  Sara, who works also with Home of Hope, went there this evening along with my daughter, Elissa and Corrina, our teacher, ready to do English classes with the children and they walked into a storm. The first major fight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3759092288708703904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3759092288708703904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3759092288708703904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3759092288708703904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/11/peace-peace.html' title='Peace, Peace'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5165392753643298039</id><published>2008-11-17T21:29:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:39:53.704+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stigma</title><summary type='text'>Stigma.  It is a short word with a lot of meaning.  Every former prostitute feels it.  Every trafficked woman knows what it is.  When people know who these women are and what they have been, they suddenly have an invisible scarlet "A" covering them.  We'd like to think that as Christians we are above it, but the truth is, we are not really sure if we can love some people, their ideas or positions</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5165392753643298039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5165392753643298039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5165392753643298039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5165392753643298039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/11/stigma.html' title='Stigma'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-631490547753650644</id><published>2008-11-09T21:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:56:15.975+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><summary type='text'>This week is emotional for our entire family.  We have been blessed by great friendships in Moldova.  In particular is a family, the Dommerholts, who are Dutch and have been in Moldova 4 years.  This coming Friday, October 14, they leave Moldova for good.  They have done the work they came to do and we are all sad to see them go.  They have 3 daughters, just the ages of our daughters.  We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/631490547753650644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=631490547753650644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/631490547753650644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/631490547753650644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-7798331353415891109</id><published>2008-11-05T20:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:05:04.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjusting</title><summary type='text'>We are all adjusting to life and work at the Home of Hope.  I still feel I'm so blessed with a great staff.  They have stepped up to touch these women.Today I ask you once again to pray for them.  They are tired.  Adjusting is never easy.  We are learning to communicate with the girls and they do not always know how to communicate with us.  Ask God's continued blessing and renewal on their lives.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/7798331353415891109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=7798331353415891109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7798331353415891109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7798331353415891109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/11/adjusting.html' title='Adjusting'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8904620368934324722</id><published>2008-11-03T21:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:46:27.841+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Where things are</title><summary type='text'>Thanks for your prayers as we've begun the real work at the Home of Hope.  Please keep us in your prayers in the next few days, specifically tomorrow.We have two women and three children in the home right now.  One woman, who was supposed to come into the home this week, ended up in the hospital.  We took her 2 children rather than them being put into an orphanage.  As I sat with the women today,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8904620368934324722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8904620368934324722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8904620368934324722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8904620368934324722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-things-are.html' title='Where things are'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-164316384090334415</id><published>2008-10-28T21:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:19:28.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to our hearts</title><summary type='text'>I drove to the short term shelter again today with Elena, our project manager.  Today two women were ready to go with us.  With little fanfare we met them and they loaded into the car with us to head home.  For Elena and me it was an emotional time.As we drove home we talked.  One of the girls speaks only Russian, so Elena translated when they asked me questions.  Mostly they talked together with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/164316384090334415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=164316384090334415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/164316384090334415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/164316384090334415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/10/listen-to-our-hearts.html' title='Listen to our hearts'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1315103587645027286</id><published>2008-10-28T07:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T07:53:58.077+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Praying</title><summary type='text'>I'd posted that Monday we'd take our first women into the Home of Hope.  So yesterday we went to the other shelter and we met the Social Workers, but the women were not there.  The youngest girl had left of Friday and hadn't returned all weekend (she came back while we were there).  The others had other reasons.All of these women were raised in state orphanages.  All have been trafficked and all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1315103587645027286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1315103587645027286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1315103587645027286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1315103587645027286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/10/keep-praying.html' title='Keep Praying'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8458895290093534193</id><published>2008-10-23T07:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:37:52.973+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wednesday morning went as a Home of Hope staff to a short term shelter and met with the first women who will come to our home next Monday. We talked first with the social workers who manage these women's cases, then we met with the women. Three women will come to the Home on Monday. We met with two of them. They also have three children that will come with them.Both of the women we talked with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8458895290093534193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8458895290093534193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8458895290093534193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8458895290093534193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/10/wednesday-morning-went-as-home-of-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8668546595114098090</id><published>2008-10-18T09:15:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:23:23.576+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon</title><summary type='text'>This past Thursday we met as a Home of Hope staff with staff of another group that takes in trafficked women on a short term basis.  They had 3 women to refer to us.  Next week we'll go to their shelter, meet the women and then arrange for when they will come to the Home of Hope.The first women is 27, a twin and has one daughter and also is the caretaker for her niece, daughter of her twin.  She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8668546595114098090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8668546595114098090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8668546595114098090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8668546595114098090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/10/soon.html' title='Soon'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-8047919942573614414</id><published>2008-09-11T16:31:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:42:05.433+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Close to tears</title><summary type='text'>Today and yesterday have been very emotional days for me.  The reality that the dream I've carried for so many years is so close is just overwhelming me. We were able to open and we unpack the container today and set up house.  It is amazing to see the place looking like a home.  How blessed we are!  Rodica and Tatiana were there marveling at the beauty of the American furnishings, bedding and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/8047919942573614414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=8047919942573614414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8047919942573614414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/8047919942573614414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/09/close-to-tears.html' title='Close to tears'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-804160533702182212</id><published>2008-09-05T17:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:35:28.858+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer and Praise</title><summary type='text'>I don't know if I said, but I went to the states for 1 1/2 weeks to see my dad.  It was so good to have time with him.  He is getting to where he can hardly walk and if he is too tired, he can't get words out either.  But it was so good to see him and spend time with him each day. One day he said, "I'm so thrilled you came." Me too.The container is on its way!  We were promised it by the end of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/804160533702182212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=804160533702182212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/804160533702182212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/804160533702182212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayer-and-praise.html' title='Prayer and Praise'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2433840276123691381</id><published>2008-08-27T16:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:18:02.969+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive and well</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure I'm about the worst blogger out there.  Andy went on and did something to my account in July, resetting my password, then I had to reset it so I'd remember it and I forgot it.  Well, I've reset again and hopefully I will keep it this time so I can get on to this blog.Please forgive me and I'll try to make things better.The container--it is finally in Romania and we are working to get it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2433840276123691381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2433840276123691381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2433840276123691381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2433840276123691381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/08/alive-and-well.html' title='Alive and well'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1406947770498927145</id><published>2008-07-29T14:43:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:57:52.884+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Two ladies</title><summary type='text'>Today I walked around the Home of Hope with Rodica and Tanya.  They are the two women who will work in the Home of Hope and really have great hearts for the ministry.  It was so awesome to stand with them in the backyard and dream of the beautiful garden that will be there next year at this time.  To think of what we'll do and make in the kitchen and the LIFE that will happen at the home. Please </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1406947770498927145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1406947770498927145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1406947770498927145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1406947770498927145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-ladies.html' title='Two ladies'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-6566977582306979008</id><published>2008-07-28T20:22:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:29:22.388+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The way things go</title><summary type='text'>Still delays with the container and House of Hope...That is they way things go in Moldova.  Nothing is ever simple. Please just pray for us and the House of Hope in the next months.  I know that we are in a battle and just when I think the battle is done, it starts up again.  There is always something to stop the progress.It is not just the container, but also personnel.  I have 2 great ladies </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/6566977582306979008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=6566977582306979008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6566977582306979008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6566977582306979008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/07/way-things-go.html' title='The way things go'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5308940377010078831</id><published>2008-07-24T07:52:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:55:15.716+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Container</title><summary type='text'>We were blessed when Gwen, in Minnesota, felt led to put together a container of furnishings for the Home of Hope.  She raised money and worked hard to get it together.    The container is shipped and now we wait for it to come.  It was supposed to be in port in Romania last week, but didn't come so we called.  There is some kind of strike in Turkey, preventing what needs to be off-loaded there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5308940377010078831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5308940377010078831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5308940377010078831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5308940377010078831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/07/container.html' title='Container'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4664556655136929778</id><published>2008-07-16T09:27:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:45:13.072+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost reality</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago on a Saturday morning, I received a phone call from a lady who had worked the night shift at Moldova's Christian radio station.  I have never met her, but somehow she knew that we were in the process of a Home for Women who had been trafficked and during her shift a woman had called, who had escaped in Odessa, Ukraine and had no place to go.  Could we help her?I talked to Tanya, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4664556655136929778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4664556655136929778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4664556655136929778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4664556655136929778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/07/almost-reality.html' title='Almost reality'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-3509339235603701476</id><published>2008-07-11T22:55:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T23:04:43.208+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia</title><summary type='text'>I know I've been way too long since I've posted.  I cracked my computer case and had to send it back to the states with someone for repair (it affected the DVD drive) and then wait for it to be brought back with a team coming...Thankfully the computer is under warranty...A few weeks ago I received an e-mail from a girl named Julia.  She is Moldovan and had gone to the states as an exchange </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/3509339235603701476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=3509339235603701476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3509339235603701476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/3509339235603701476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/07/julia.html' title='Julia'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4096068744867040612</id><published>2008-06-03T22:52:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:08:24.385+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Needs</title><summary type='text'>I've written before on this blog that my dad has Alzheimer's.  Of course, this disease, like many, really can't be totally diagnosed until after the person's death.  There were things in his health that weren't quite adding up, so my sister took him last week to see a neurologist.  He was re-diagnosed or better diagnosed with something called "progressive supra-nuclear palsy", for short PSP.PSP </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4096068744867040612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4096068744867040612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4096068744867040612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4096068744867040612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/06/family-needs.html' title='Family Needs'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4746189408263744589</id><published>2008-05-29T23:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:10:36.478+03:00</updated><title type='text'>open their eyes</title><summary type='text'>For some time I've been praying that the Lord would supernaturally open the eyes of girls about to be trafficked to the truth of their situation.  Today a young, incredibly beautiful Moldavian woman told me about how she was lured to a job.  It looked so great and she was at an "informational meeting" when she looked around and realized the room was filled with just young beautiful women and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4746189408263744589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4746189408263744589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4746189408263744589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4746189408263744589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/05/open-their-eyes.html' title='open their eyes'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4178285148061077517</id><published>2008-05-27T08:04:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:07:35.114+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These are videos made my Neighborhood A/G, Helena, Montana.  One concerns the need for clean water.  Please pray as we undertake this project of bringing clean water to wells  in Moldova.  We are thankful for Neighborhood for the vision to help with this project.  The other is a fun video of the women working hard.  We are thankful for women who pray and for women who work.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4178285148061077517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4178285148061077517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4178285148061077517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4178285148061077517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/05/these-are-videos-made-my-neighborhood.html' title=''/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4523413129220533118</id><published>2008-05-17T11:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T11:47:43.467+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No sight to the end</title><summary type='text'>This week was a great week and a hard week for life in Moldova and dealing with the issue of trafficking.  The great week comes because I've found a project manager.  She is Oxana, 27 years old and an amazing young woman of God. We are so excited to work together.  The Home of Hope is coming along so wonderfully and it will not be long until the work is done and we are ready to open. God is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4523413129220533118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4523413129220533118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4523413129220533118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4523413129220533118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-sight-to-end.html' title='No sight to the end'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-142927768023357640</id><published>2008-05-05T12:49:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:02:00.253+03:00</updated><title type='text'>May Prayer</title><summary type='text'>May is here with all its showers and flowers. It is finally a beautiful sunny day in Moldova.A few short prayer requests today.  First, we have a team here doing construction but also on the team is a Christian Counselor who will be doing some training for those working with the Home of Hope.  Please pray for the training for this week. Pray for open hearts to hear and learn.  Pray that the women</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/142927768023357640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=142927768023357640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/142927768023357640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/142927768023357640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-prayer.html' title='May Prayer'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-6680010271653933235</id><published>2008-04-11T14:45:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:01:36.575+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Great News that waits</title><summary type='text'>I've had great news to tell....I finally have all my permits, as does Shauna, our teacher. It is wonderful and such a relief in my life.  I can't believe the weight lifted with that.But the weekend just after I got the green card (a few weeks ago), Andy's computer crashed (really major bummer) and we had to send it back to the states. It should be coming back with a team coming in this afternoon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/6680010271653933235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=6680010271653933235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6680010271653933235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/6680010271653933235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-news-that-waits.html' title='Great News that waits'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-7008650703873346735</id><published>2008-03-14T22:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T22:56:26.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again</title><summary type='text'>It is good to be home.  The girls and I are all jet lagged. Andy is just tired because he has stayed up too late with us these first few nights, but tonight he went to bed. It is nearly 11 p.m. and the girls are happily playing Barbies like it is the afternoon!I got back into the country without problem.  Someone we know talked to a Christian brother who works at the airport, who talked to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/7008650703873346735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=7008650703873346735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7008650703873346735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/7008650703873346735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/03/home-again.html' title='Home again'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-4548845137561468907</id><published>2008-03-05T02:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T02:31:32.786+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuing</title><summary type='text'>Life continues on. Somehow it always does after death.  Andy made it back to Moldova and is working on my work permit so then we can get my living permit.  He says at this point the word he gets is that I can get into the country but they may give me grief at the airport.  Pray we don't, BUT if we do, I'm instructing my girls that they can be free to break out into tears LOUDLY at any times.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/4548845137561468907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=4548845137561468907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4548845137561468907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/4548845137561468907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/03/continuing.html' title='Continuing'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-1862805147113115404</id><published>2008-02-29T20:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T20:39:33.354+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunlight</title><summary type='text'>Today the sun is shining brightly, but it is so cold outside and a blustery wind is blowing.  Today in my heart the sun tries to break through the blustery cold....It is a week since my mom's beautiful funeral, if a funeral can be beautiful.  I'm told the pain of grief will last, but ebb and flow within my heart as the tide.  Yesterday was not a good day, but a very empty &amp; painful one.  But in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/1862805147113115404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=1862805147113115404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1862805147113115404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/1862805147113115404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunlight.html' title='Sunlight'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2303798255859984616</id><published>2008-02-19T05:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T05:11:48.338+02:00</updated><title type='text'>At the feet of Jesus</title><summary type='text'>My mom went to be with Jesus Sunday evening.  My best friend from High School said she thinks about that person now sitting at the feet of Jesus.  It has been a hard day and we are still grieving her loss.  But it is good to be with my family.  Andy and the girls will follow in a day or so.  Please pray for our family and pray for all of those coming for the funeral.  Many will be flying in over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2303798255859984616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2303798255859984616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2303798255859984616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2303798255859984616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/02/at-feet-of-jesus.html' title='At the feet of Jesus'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5500016413219507944</id><published>2008-02-17T20:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:17:40.155+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><summary type='text'>I just had a call from my brother a short time ago.  My mom had a very serious stroke this morning.  She is breathing but not responsive at all.  As you can see from the former post from this morning, I am leaving already in the morning.  But my heart is heavy and we are all mourning. The girls feel the great loss of their grandma.  I feel the loss of the loss of my mother.  She is an amazing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5500016413219507944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5500016413219507944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5500016413219507944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5500016413219507944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/02/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-521359538856092807</id><published>2008-02-17T08:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T08:41:18.341+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><summary type='text'>My titles are very compelling, I know.   I always struggled in titling my stories in school.  Guess nothing has changed.Tomorrow (Monday) I'm leaving on jet plane.  I'll be back in just under 2 weeks.  I'm going to Minnesota to see my parents.  So very glad that I have this opportunity.  I sit this morning with the same feelings I had before going to India.  I hate leaving the girls and Andy.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/521359538856092807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=521359538856092807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/521359538856092807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/521359538856092807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-180123171829873324</id><published>2008-02-05T08:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T08:50:03.135+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Update</title><summary type='text'>Just a short update to say that I am feeling better today and the girls are all staying healthy.Pastor Jeff was delayed in his arrival, but will be in this afternoon and Andy will leave to the conference after picking Jeff up from the airport.Thanks for all your prayers for our family and our needs here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/180123171829873324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=180123171829873324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/180123171829873324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/180123171829873324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/02/tuesday-update.html' title='Tuesday Update'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-5426471190862497779</id><published>2008-02-03T16:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T17:23:16.854+02:00</updated><title type='text'>We are back</title><summary type='text'>I get back from a trip and have too much to do, thinking all the time that I need to get back and say how things went. So, now a week later, I'm finally there, ready to write!  The trip to India was good.  I learned a lot and came away with a lot of ideas for implementing in Moldova. The girls did fine and so did Andy &amp; I.  We all missed one another and they were happy to have us arrive home. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/5426471190862497779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=5426471190862497779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5426471190862497779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/5426471190862497779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-are-back.html' title='We are back'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17191968.post-2035886648107356712</id><published>2008-01-17T21:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T22:03:10.182+02:00</updated><title type='text'>To Travel</title><summary type='text'>On Saturday Andy and I leave for a week in India.  We will have 4 days of training on a new curriculum for aftercare for women trafficked in prostitution. After this we will have 2 days of Project Rescue  Leadership meetings.The kids will be well taken care.  They don't get upset about us going and are looking forward to time with their favorite baby sitter, Daniela, and time with "Uncle Troy &amp; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/feeds/2035886648107356712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17191968&amp;postID=2035886648107356712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2035886648107356712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17191968/posts/default/2035886648107356712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raatzmoldova.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-travel.html' title='To Travel'/><author><name>NancyR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706953859702642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hvmYiJ7H0H8/S7Xucyj2esI/AAAAAAAAABw/V0QJqmr_qUs/S220/_D2X0230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
