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Talk about a bother!  I’m relaxing though!

Yesterday morning I awoke and instead of walking unsteadily to the kitchen for a coffee, I staggered to the kitchen for a coffee.  It wasn’t long before I suspected something was wrong.  I drove down to the bazaar with Pris and nearly had three accidents.  I talked to people with an exaggerated drawl in Russian… because I couldn’t do anything else.  It didn’t take me long to come to the conclusion that I’d had another stroke… with this one affecting my motor skills and speech instead of eyesight.  If it wasn’t so serious, it would be pretty funny.  I sound… like a Texan!  I guess it’s one more adventure! 

Bruce took me to the Dr’s in Kiev and she confirmed suspicions.  True to form, she suggested hospital, but also true to form, I declined that adventure.  I’ll rest at home and should be getting something through a drip all this week and an MRI on my head Monday.  A neighbor used to be a nurse and she’ll come down each day. 

The ladies are having whatever the female equivalent of a buck’s night is upstairs tonight.  They sound like they are having a wild time!  80’s theme.  Wish I could post some pics, but I doubt they’d let me near them with a camera.  Not sure I want to see more than I already have, anyway. 

Today, the lads went off to another town to play soccer.  Jesse came home and reported that the foreigner team lost all three games they played.  He enjoyed himself though.  And it was good for the guys to spend more time with the students.

Time to do some more relaxing… 


I am sitting in Bruce and Deb’s lounge-room with about 20 other people, and if I’m right, we are all at various stages of becoming uncomfortably hot.  There are eight students here from the tech-college enjoying their first experience with a “kinect”… if that is what it is called.  We just watched a message about the size of the earth in relation to the sun and a few other stars and marveled that God would think about us.  All but one of the students don’t yet know Jesus personally, so it was a great subject… which Bruce followed up with a challenge to get to know Him personally.

The camp last week was tops.  32 guys went away to a camp up near Chernobyl.  I felt like God blessed a lot.  We are writing a newsletter which we’ll post out if we can get our comp and printer fixed after the power surge of last Friday.  Actually, we’ll post it out even if we don’t get them fixed, but it will be later rather than sooner.  :)

Here’s a thought which has kept cropping up in my mind the last few days.  If Jesus was to appear in the flesh before a group of us, what would be the reaction of different people and what would be my reaction?  I thought about it as I read the story of Bartimaeus this morning and then again as we began to sing praises and worship God.  You got time to think about this?  If Jesus were to appear in the flesh when you are out tomorrow, what would be your reaction?

OK… night over.  Everyone is going home.

Enjoy life!  Live it with Jesus.

Religious Ukraine



I am “wifeless”.  On my way to visit the dentist yesterday, I found myself wondering how I would “cope” if Priscilla were out of my life permanently and not just for one week.  What a difference that would make!  I thought of several things that would have to change for me to continue to be decently useful in God’s Kingdom.  And I realized that in spite of the DEVASTATION the loss would cause in my heart, life would go on and I could continue to serve the Lord.  I also realized that because of Pris and the kids, my life has rhythm that to a large extent beats according to the tune of their lives.  “Wifeless,” the rhythm I have now would be so hard to keep!  I’m not often given to such introspection.  I know that I sure do love and appreciate the wife God has given me though!


Dentist…  I visited Vanya the dentist twice this week.  He looks about 17, but must be older.   Normally, I would prefer being alone during my dentist visit so the posting of this picture is something of an enigma to me.  With no exaggeration, I expect to need to visit another 10-12 times.  Ukrainian dentists seem to like bringing a patient in several times for root canal work.  I sigh…