Philippians 4:14
These haven't been the easiest three days of my life, but God has kept true to this promise. Yesterday, I asked myself why I was feeling so calm in the midst of so many unknowns, missing home, and fighting Ukrainian women on a rickety bus from Nizhyn to Komarivka. God reminded me that I don't have to understand the peace...that's why it says, "surpasses all comprehension." I am truly blessed to be given such an amazing chance to experience the peace of God!
I could write a book about all of the things that we have done and seen the this weekend, so I will just give the highlights. We met with the boys, Dima, a translator, social worker, and the orphanage director on Friday. Eight people in a room the size of a small bedroom for almost three hours; stressful to say the least! We learned a lot about the boys, but I think they just wanted to go outside and play instead of being interrogated by six adults. They agreed that it would be fine for us to come back on Saturday to hangout in a more relaxed setting. Progress!
The orphanage has school on Saturday (enough reason for me to want to leave, right there!) so we were told not to come until after 3. Aaron and I spent the day being shown around Nizhyn by our new translator, Nadia. She is a student at the university there and volunteers at the church where we are staying. It is charming city that is rich in history and beautiful to walk around. We then took a hour ride to Komarivka on a bus that looked as old as St. Sophia's cathedral. Luckily, we got on at the first stop and had a seat because by the time we got on the highway there were people standing in the aisle crammed in like sardines! I guess the close quarters can cause tension because, even though I have no idea what they were saying, there was quite a heated "discussion" between a couple of the passengers.
At the orphanage, the boys came out immediately and were ready to play. More progress! Artyom wanted to race me because I had told him if he let me come back I would wear tennis shoes and race him. Vlad says he's the fasted in the orphanage. I can't speak for all of the kids, but of the 5 or so I raced, he was the fastest. I fell in about 4 or 5 place. I need to be clear that these were 5 separate races. This is important because the pain I feel today is that of many races, not just one with lots of people (which I now realize would have been a smarter way to race a bunch of kids). In the end, I think I had it easier than Aaron. He played soccer with Vlad for about 3 hours straight! In the end, despite the aches and pains that Aaron and I feel today, it was a good day. We should go back on Monday when the kids get out of class.
We went to service this morning at the church where we are staying. Translated, the church is called "House of Prayer", and it is obvious that is what it is. Even with the language difference we could see that this church is alive and active for the body of Christ. As the pastor told us, "We all have one Father; no matter the language" (this was right before he asked Aaron if he wanted to preach tonight...he's up in our room hiding right now). They have served us so graciously and been the body of Christ to two out of place foreigners in a way that will leave me humbled for a lifetime!
We have 7 more days to spend with the boys before we ask for their decision. Please pray for their hearts this week.
outside of Nadia's university
Nadia, Aaron, Aaron (an American staying at the church who will be teaching English at the orphanage for a couple of months), and I at a museum in town
our bus out of town
the magic of iphone...breaks all language barriers
he wanted his pic in the tree
the House of Prayer
this isn't a great picture, but it is a still shot of a video of Vlad. It was so good to see that smile all day long!
