Our
ministry this past month has been mostly making friends, which has
been a nice change. Most of the evenings we teach English to people
about our age. So it seems that all the homework we did has finally
started to pay off… thanks Mom. We are in the city of Lugansk,
and it’s pretty big (well to me), with about five hundred thousand
people. This has been the closest place to America that I have lived
in sense last September. Most of the people are white and love
eating meat. It’s not all the same though. There is definitely a
different spirit about this place. The guys in the town mostly wear
black, rarely look up and start dinking by nine. The girls have some
interesting style with see through shirts, heals, and skirts that are
shorter than most women’s jackets in America. When
we ride on the buses going through the city I can see the holes these
people have in their lives, voids that need to be filled. They are
so empty and wanting desperately to be filled. Young people get on
the bus with their open bottle in hand and look as if they have had
enough already. They are looking desperately for something,
something more, and something that will not hurt them.
ministry this past month has been mostly making friends, which has
been a nice change. Most of the evenings we teach English to people
about our age. So it seems that all the homework we did has finally
started to pay off… thanks Mom. We are in the city of Lugansk,
and it’s pretty big (well to me), with about five hundred thousand
people. This has been the closest place to America that I have lived
in sense last September. Most of the people are white and love
eating meat. It’s not all the same though. There is definitely a
different spirit about this place. The guys in the town mostly wear
black, rarely look up and start dinking by nine. The girls have some
interesting style with see through shirts, heals, and skirts that are
shorter than most women’s jackets in America. When
we ride on the buses going through the city I can see the holes these
people have in their lives, voids that need to be filled. They are
so empty and wanting desperately to be filled. Young people get on
the bus with their open bottle in hand and look as if they have had
enough already. They are looking desperately for something,
something more, and something that will not hurt them.
The
spirit here is division and hopelessness, which makes it all a little
depressing. But it’s not beyond hope, and there is a harvest here.
People here are looking for truth; they are looking for the living
water. So I ask all of you please pray for Ukraine, pray for the
missionary’s here, because it can’t be easy to find joy in this
place every day.
spirit here is division and hopelessness, which makes it all a little
depressing. But it’s not beyond hope, and there is a harvest here.
People here are looking for truth; they are looking for the living
water. So I ask all of you please pray for Ukraine, pray for the
missionary’s here, because it can’t be easy to find joy in this
place every day.
Thank
you all for continuously reading and cementing on my blog it is one
of the greatest joys I have is win I get to read them.
