The Voices of Ukrainians

Last night, we skyped in with our home church.  They had asked us to make a video sermon about faith and our ministry, and then we skyped with them and had a little question and answer time.  We had talked with a few people about doing this before, but this was the first time that we had actually done it.  It was really cool. But unless you are in the zone, its easy for questions to catch you off guard.  This is what happened last night when Kinzi (spelling?) asked us what our greatest fears were and how did we overcome them.  Now that I've had a chance to think about the question, I decided that I would answer it here, and if Kinzi happens to read this, that would be great. I've been blessed that my entire life, seems to have been preparing me for my life here in Ukraine, except for that fact that I didn't study Russian in high school (which is nuts because I was one of the very few kids who actually had the opportunity to study Russian, but noooo I had to study French w

This post is late, but I wanted to share it anyway. Several weeks ago, just after I got back from the States, we invited the family at Second Chance over for a special Christmas dinner. We wanted to treat them to an American-style holiday complete with food, Christmas music, pretty decorations, and of course presents and stockings. For dinner we had chicken broccoli alfredo with a fresh garden salad and white chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies for dessert, accompanied by hot chocolate and Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory toffee.  It was rather splendid. Here are the pictures: Katya, Marina, Ira, Janna Kolya, Katya, Ira, Janna Nose picker one and two Digging for gold Katya, Ira, Halya, and baby David Knee glasses old grandpas "back in my day, we walked fifteen miles to school barefoot...."     Thanks Ross family for sending the glasses. We didn't have very much fun with them, as you can see from the pictures, but maybe next ti