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Two weeks ago Sunday, church was a little different for us.  Bogdon dragged the projector and screen into the main room. They hooked it up to the computer and we all got to see a blog made by Sergei and a few of the other guys from Safe Haven.
Its titled, Jesus, and has different videos, sermons, Bible Verses, posters, and other stuff.  (Click on the link here to check it out.  Most of it is in Russian, though.)
We watched some of the videos, different people would read some of the verses.  I guess all told it was kinda like a normal church service. 
The kids who live in Safe Haven have Bible studies in Safe Haven throughout the week, and they are a little more interactive there.  But at church, when older people come in and the families are around, most of the kids sit on the outside of the group and almost never speak up.  They are a little intimidated.  Most of them are young Christians, and most of them don’t have a whole lot of self confidence (wonder why?). 
So getting to check out Sergei’s sight was a good way to get the kids involved.
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This is Sergei.
It was one of those microcosms for what Safe Haven is.  We are trying to get the kids practical life experience, help them know what it is to be in a family, help them have the confidence to live on their own one day, and teach them to be followers of Christ, and share that faith.
Showing off Sergei’s website on Sunday was a really creative way to encourage him and all the other kids in this way.   I thought it was super cool.  Plus, I follow Russian a lot better if I can read it and hear it at the same time so I got more than usual out of church (Ukrainians speak way too fast). 

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