Sojourner

Shepherd

2012-01-23T08:10:00.001-05:00

"The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters,
He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for You are with me;
Your rod and staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever." Psalm 23

This morning I was drinking chai reading Mark 6.

The sun was shining over the water in the distance, I was warm and comfortable in blankets with a peaceful serenity around me.

Yet this week has been anything but serene.

Underlying reasons exist, but I think what I am beginning to realize was that the real root of my struggle was that I had forgotten the first verses of Psalm 23.

The Lord is my shepherd.

Not my boss...
Not my family...
Not my church...
Not my job...
Not myself...

The Lord is my shepherd.

In Mark 6 there are many examples of Jesus as the Shepherd...and I had forgotten what a real shepherd does...

"Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat, He said to them, "Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest." vs 31

"When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, He had compassion on them, because they were like sheep without a shepherd. So he began teaching them many things." vs 34

But what happens next is what I had never really seen (and maybe everyone else knows this one but it was actually a revelation to me!)...

That then the disciples came to Jesus and tell him to send the people away so that they can get bread. So they were sort of kind of trying to be compassionate and take care of the people so that they would not be hungry. But their answer was to send them away to find something. So their caring was not really coming from their understanding that perhaps they were the disciples, they were to be the caring shepherd?

"But He answered, "You give them something to eat". vs 37

It really hit me.

Jesus had been concerned before when the disciples came back from ministry and had not gotten a chance to eat for all the comings and goings. So Jesus took them away, and took them to a quiet spot. The Shepherd lead them to a spot.

(This week by the way during our crazy hectic chaos day our director kept trying to eat but never really got the chance...I can see her wilting salad in my mind's eye right now as it waits for her on her desk amidst the scattered papers...perhaps this was what was happening to the disciples?)

So then the very disciples are shortly after in a situation where they are called on to be the shepherds of people...and they freak out.

I would totally be doing that. In fact, I do that almost daily.

I'm sort of a freak out type person, as I like to plan and I'm guessing that the disciples had no plan for this day or this crowd or this situation.

And that I think is why this passage just calmed me today, and convicted me, and reminded me...that I am not the final shepherd...but God is.

For even though I am called to feed His sheep, He is the one where all the food comes from...the loaves and the fishes...and the compassion to do it...and the strength to go one more time into Omonia...and the courage to walk after Him into an unknown future.

I'm not sure this means much to anyone, but for me it altered something that has been a bit off kilter these days.

Thank you Lord for revealing this truth to me today.

Amen.

Shalom in Him

Outreach

2011-12-23T17:45:00.004-05:00

And so the Christmas outreaches of Nea Zoi gave gifts to those on the streets of Athens...

Christmas Miracles

2011-12-23T16:38:00.002-05:00

And so a new year begins...

This is the beginning of 2012 and a new step forward in the life of a sojourner.

May this blog now become something which tells the tale of those who can not tell tales for themselves, as well as the struggles of the one who hears the tales and lacks compassion, or a course to change the path of others.

Welcome to 2012...

2010-10-15T08:55:00.007-04:00

Faces

2010-02-21T11:52:00.010-05:00

Friends

2009-11-27T06:38:00.013-05:00

Greek class

2009-08-02T15:11:00.011-04:00

In the middle of Athens there is a school where a few of us are learning how to navigate the Greek language. The Athens Centre is now my 'home' for three intense weeks of language lessons every morning. I have a nice walk up the hill once downtown, and time to practice all my new vocab on the bus into town!

I'm in the beginning level, and it is harder than I would have imagined actually. Who knew there was that much vocab to learn!!

The Centre is beautiful though, and we have a nice spot for coffee breaks and study sessions. The roof even offers a view of the Acropolis, to remind us all of the classic beauty of the country and it's language - when the verbs cause us to forget!

My class is mostly foreigners with several other languages under their belt. In fact, often I feel as if we are progressing quickly because we all know too much! They are a fun group to learn with though!

Watermelon, friends and the weekend

2009-07-27T12:58:00.008-04:00

Sunio along the coast of mainland Greece - a wonderful day excursion with friends! The site was hot but interesting, but the beach and watermelon were the best part! Except for the sea urchins of course...

Visiting Sisters

2009-07-04T13:29:00.017-04:00

For 10 days I had the priviledge of hanging out with a group from Southwest Hills Church where my sister and her husband attend in Portland, Oregon.

The gals came to help, and encourage and challenge and celebrate.

My sister Anita and Sarah and Angie were troupers from the start. Packing three strollers for the 'babies' on the other side! They were all given or purchased to be passed on to refugees in Athens.

A myriad of summer dresses and outfits were carried to be given to a refugee friend's children.

Meals were eaten in the midst of jet lag and culture shock in the hopes of showing God's love.

A Mexican dinner was prepared for the single missionaries to provide a place of fun and fellowship at no cost to them.

Prayer and praise was prepared for the team as well, to encourage their spirits.

A photography lesson was taught to those interested in learning how to better take shots of the ministry. It was taught by my sister, so of course I thought it was great!!

And still there was a bit of time for that expected touring of the beauties of Greece.

I am so thankful that they came, and were sent. It was a busy and crazy time, but it was a total blast. Thanks girls! Thanks all who sent them! Come again anytime!

Community awareness

2009-06-10T04:39:00.006-04:00

Nea Zoi recently held a community awareness evening to share information about the issue of trafficking in Greece. Many participated and shared of the grievous injustices that are taking place around the corner. It was a night of stories and facts, and hopefully many eyes were opened to the plight of girls being trafficked into Greece.

A dance group shared through drama a possible scenario of trafficked women, and many were moved to tears by their expressive performance.

A monologue of complied victims stories was read both in English and Greek through a screen to perhaps bring the details into more perspective for the listeners.

As the event closed the Nea Zoi gang gathered for a photo. Good job gals!

Worship and Teams

2009-05-19T04:38:00.010-04:00

A team retreat is a beautiful thing, in that it provides time away to worship and fellowship together. It was my joy to sing along with the girls during worship, and to actually display my parents talent (having a Mom with lots of musical ability and a Dad that loves to sing!).

Not to mention that as a team we experienced the true joys of Greece, the outdoors!

Holidays

2009-04-29T16:14:00.003-04:00

A special day this spring was spent driving along the coast to a ruin with friends, and then sipping a coffee in a local cafeteria (that is what they call them here!). To my joy the holiday then came complete with a school parade...

Easter Candles

2009-04-25T11:19:00.005-04:00

Candles are very important in the celebration of Easter in Greece. At midnight a candle is lite from a flame flown in from Jerusalem each year. This flame is then passed by candle to all the Orthodox Churches in Greece. This flame is then used to light a candle brought to the church by each believer. When the midnight service is done, and the bells ring to symbolize that Christ has risen, a wave of small bobbing lights flow out from the church into the neighborhood.

I found it all very symbolic.

This year Nea Zoi (Lost Coin) gave candles to those trapped on the streets and in the brothels. As I helped to arrange the candies, Scripture card and candle decorations, I was reminded to pray that this would be a symbol of the Light of the World to those who would receive it.

May His name be praised!

Graphetti and scrunchies

2009-04-11T05:41:00.008-04:00

The city streets of downtown Athens are by no means without character. The buildings on the outside resemble something run-down and abandoned.

What used to be one of the most historical areas of the city, has now become known as a ghetto. The ministries are located in the heart of these ghettos. I actually love the sights and sounds of the center as it makes me feel as if all of the cultures of the city have collided.

Other sights can be found once inside the buildings around the center, however, sights of families, mostly refugees.

One of the dear families there are Russian speakers which have become an integral part of my life here. After a near fatal accident in December, M has opened her heart even more than during the years previously. Her life has been tied dramatically to the lives of some of us gals, and I believe that God has a purpose in this as in all things.

A celebration for her older daughter took place not long ago, and it was full of laughter and hair scrunchies...which is something that no girl can have too many of!

My heart is turned toward these dear ones that live in the midst of these streets of dirt and graphetti. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

Preparation for a Tea House

2009-01-26T08:40:00.009-05:00

Every Saturday the gang of team members and volunteers turn up early to start packing and bagging food to be given later to the refugees that come through. On any given day the numbers might range from 700 to 900. Right now the majority of the refugees that come through the ARC (Athens Refugee Center) are families from Afghanistan, but there are many others as well.

There is often extra things to give away, like oranges or milk, which come from various donors. God provides in the most unusual ways for sure!

To keep some semblance of order, and for recording, the refugees come through the door and then line up to be noted in the computer database. Anyone who has come through the doors for food before has a Helping Hands number, which allows them a number of tickets for food. A new-comer must some kind of paper so that we can enter them into the computer. The data is only used for us, but it helps to keep track of the numbers and families versus singles and so forth. This is the hardest part of any Saturday, as the lines are long and hard to police. It must be frustrating indeed to have this aspect, but in order to serve 700-900 there has to be some kind of order.

Both sweetened and unsweetened tea is served from the kitchen window in colorful plastic cups. A refugee can have as many cups as they like, and come back throughout the day as many times as they might want. I find that people have their favorite colors! And despite the amount of sugar in the tea, I have to say that it is rather good.

Outside the kitchen the refugees present their tickets to those handing out the food packets. These two volunteers are ready for the day, with bags to pack both oranges and milk as well as the normal bread with feta, olives and peppers.

The doors open at 11:45 and the ARC is open until 4:00 pm for chatting, playing chess and checkers, drinking tea, watching the Jesus film and enjoying Providential encounters. We also welcome anyone wanting to stop in on their journey and help, so come on over!

Ruins and Remains

2009-01-18T08:40:00.013-05:00

Recently I was invited along for a personal tour of Corinth with Sam and Fran and their visiting friend Judy. The tour began with a view of the cannel. It made me dizzy I must say, but it was an awesome sight.
Our little group then headed to the site of ancient Corinth, which sat at the foot of the mountain.

Sam was a wonderful guide with some Scripture passages, as well as facts and a map of the city in it's height.

What struck me the most was the fact that despite the amazing construction, all had gone the way of destruction. It seemed just a perfect reminder that all things of man's making are fleeting. Not to mention that it really drove home to me the fact that Greece has held onto much of its idolatrous past in the remains of ancient idol worship temples. All desire to visit such temples and such fled at the thought that these were places where idols were worshiped...a strange reality.

In the museum there are some stones which indicate that a Jewish synagogue was indeed located in ancient Corinth. It was amazing to see the writing and wonder about those who worshipped there, and those who shared the gospel in that spot.

I also marveled at how much people believed in supersitions. A display showed how early healing treatments took place, with the patient making a clay replica of whatever body part which was ailing them to then be offered up to the gods for healing.

The goddess athina is pictured with an owl in her hand, which is still a symbol in the city of Athens. It is no wonder that this city has so much lurking in the shadows when it is named after an ancient idol!

This Bema is perhaps the place that Paul stood when questioned before the authorities. In the distance could be seen on the top of the hill the temple to aphrodite, the goddess of love. We read that it might take almost two hours to climb the hill to the temple, where at least 1000 temple prositutes waited. I was shocked to really contemplate how much of the current situation has been shadowed by the sins of the past. I could not get over people taking such lengths to serve an idol, and rejoice in their followings.

With these thoughts in mind, our little group marveled at the perserverance of the saints before us in light of the ancient Corinthian culture. It made so much more sense to see that hill looming over everything else.

Any good tour must end with food (I believe that is a Proverb?!?), so we enjoyed some great tradional Greek food and fellowship.

Chinese Shops and Starbucks

2009-01-11T15:01:00.012-05:00

Hanging out in Athens with a good friend was a fabulous way to celebrate the holidays!

Jean Corley and I took advantage of the shopping and the Starbucks within walking distance. It was rather rainy, but our dedication was complete and we braved it anyway...even got some deals from my favorite stores...the Chinese shops!

We went tourist shopping with two of the gals here Christy and Tasha, and enjoyed messing around in the Plaka area downtown. As a Christmas gift I also was given a fun brass coffee set, which can be seen in various shops around town.

The sea was a last stop on the fun Christmas visit. Even though it was rather cold and windy, it was still a beautiful sight. So...who's coming next to visit?

New Year Greetings

2009-01-11T14:21:00.003-05:00

Christmas Eve in Athens

2008-12-26T02:45:00.011-05:00

Christmas Eve breakfast was out on the balconey in a lovely house where I am honored to housesit. I have to admit that despite being homesick and missing my family, it was a very fun treat to have such a sunny spot for the holiday morning!

The holiday progressed with two new gals coming over to celebrate, and enjoy a fine dinner together. We were later joined by festive teammates as we attempted to create egg nog and watch 'traditional' Greek parties on TV. It was a memorable Christmas Eve.

Christmas Day brought some Greek sights, such as a nativity scene and church bells in the background. I had a lovely walk to dinner with believing Iranians hosted by Sam and Fran. We shared testimonies, trials and jokes about life in other countries. It was an evening to honor God and remember His testimony in our lives. I felt as if I was sitting in the presence of those who God might use to one day change the history of Iran.

Regular Life

2008-12-22T07:57:00.014-05:00

A 'normal' day has yet to happen to me, but there are a few stables in life like my room with Sam and Fran. The balconey, on warm days, is where I have my breakfast of oatmeal with walnuts. The rest of the apartment is open for light which is such a wonderful addition to the day.

My room is decorated for Christmas with some lights and candles, and even a package sent from home to be opened on a day of celebration! I have really settled in and love the freedom to be part of the family, as well as have my own space for skyping and reading and solitude.

I even have my own litte bathroom!

Sam spends much of his ministry time talking with people and discipling, as well as learning various languages on the computer.

Fran is the grand cook and has made many a good meal which I have loved! So far my favorite is curry with various veggies, from their garden!

One of my favorite things so far has been to see the little signs for Greek cafes, but with the same spelling as the Russian cafes so loved before. I've yet to visit, but will plan to do so over the holidays as they are all along the sidewalks and streets.

Christmas Celebrations

2008-12-18T08:14:00.015-05:00

The team prepared for the Christmas parties over the week, but final preparations made for a tense group of celebrators! All came together in the end, as ususal however for a great time!

(Notice the beverage of choice for the team ... although coffee is a close second!)

The kitchen was busy throughout the day, with food for over 100 people each evening. The Persian feast was rice, chicken and a cabbage salad which many enjoyed. My role was in the kitchen cleaning up two of the nights, and I have to say that I've never seen so many dishes!

Tables were arranged with a believing table host, whose role was to share the good news, and then a table runner for supplying all the possible needs. One night Laura and I shared a table, and had a fun evening talking to some Russian speakers.

The program was first actually, with a puppet show and games for all. Then a speaker shared the true story of Christmas and offered His book as gifts for those who sought Him.

It is amazing to think how such a busy and relatively chaotic event can bring fruit, but such is the nature of the incredible Master we serve!

Retreats

2008-12-03T05:55:00.013-05:00

This past weekend the Helping Hands team went for a retreat up in the mountains of Greece. We drove four hours to the north (I believe anyway!) and ended up on the side of a mountain overlooking some villages near the port city of Volos. It was a breathtaking view when the fog did not cover over everything!

Our hotel was right in the middle of the moutain, so it made for some fun cozy nights with fires and games.

The retreat centered on worship, fellowship and a discussion of core values and evaluating team ministries in light of those values. I found it to be a rather interesting discussion since I the 'newbie' and had only had one week of 'experience'!

The surrounding area was fun for walks up and down the mountain, and I found the side markers of Greek Orthodoxy to be particularly fascinating. They made for wonderful reminders on the road of God's presence everywhere.

This part of Greece is known for their candied fruit, which was sold in a nearby village. I must admit to loving their hot chocolate more than the candied pears and such, but it was fun to take photos of the sights!

On Sunday we worshiped with the Volos Greek Evangelical Church, and were treated to a outdoor barbecue Greek style. It reminded me of the Russian shashliks that I have loved since my first times there. The Greek weather for the barbecue was fabulous, and we ended our time with a walk along the port.

Getting to Know the Neighborhood

2008-11-25T13:51:00.012-05:00

This is number 69 where I'll be residing in Athens for at least the first little bit. The apartment is on the second floor. There is a nice-sized living room, a kitchen, office and then entry way along with two bedrooms and even two baths. My lovely hosts are Sam and Fran, American missionaries who have been in Greece for 9 years! They are great cooks as well as wonderful kindred sojourners.

This is the bus stop just around the corner which takes me downtown all the way, or to the closest metro and then on to the center. The bus is on a semi-schedule, sort-of I'm told! It takes about an hour to get from the apartment to the downtown ministries.

This is A4 bus which will be my favorite form of transport for the next bit of time!

This is a local bakery which was one of the first stops in my 'getting acquainted' tours!

Here is a local post office, which is open every day until 2 pm. It was one of the few places where I thought I'd try to learn some Greek so that I can send some letters!

Every week on Tuesdays our street is turned into a local market. It is called a liki (or folk) and they sell everything from food to various things like purses, rugs and random gadgets. The vendors open up around 7:30 am and go until late afternoon. I have a feeling this will be a great place to buy my produce before ministry on Tuesdays!

This church is a landmark at the bottom of the hill. It is a Greek Orthodox Church and seems pretty popular from what I could tell on Sunday. I've seen a few Greek priests in their full black robes walking about very scholarly it would seem!

This is my favorite part of getting used to Athens - the toilets and their issues. Athens has very ancient piping, so the toilet paper is not allowed in the toilets! It is quite the adjustment I must say, and will take a few mistakes to get used to I'm afraid. The apartment where I'm living has the added burden of being very old and their toilet piping is in the upper cabinet that can only be reached with a borrowed ladder! I have a feeling I'll be learning a lot about plumbing here!

I'll be taking some photos of the team and the upcoming ministry retreat...so stay posted!

On the Road Again...to Greece!

2008-11-23T15:12:00.005-05:00

The first leg of my trip to Athens began in the car drive up to Chicago. What a blessing my parents are! I saved quite a bit in luggage fees and flight costs in driving, but it made for a longer wait in Chicago! (But it was fun to shop in the IKEA there together.)

Then they said goodbye and I boarded a British Air plane to Athens via Heathrow. My luggage and all in tow I made my journey.

Stay tuned for photos from Athens and the new adventure...

First Pres Missions Conference

2008-10-25T12:48:00.013-04:00

I have a tradition now when driving to Chattanooga, Tennessee...I always stop to view the beautiful mountains at this particular rest area. There is nothing like seeing God's beauty and drinking it all in, especially after a six hour drive!

I've not been to the missions conference at First Presbyterian for some time, and it was such a delight to see and catch up old friends. Not to mention gave me a chance to display new information about fighting trafficking in Eastern Europe.

Over the weekend I was honored to meet with two new friends, who are both exploring the world of Russia (a love of mine for sure!). They are also considering some issues dear to my heart, so talking over bagels and coffee we had a providental discussion.

My dear friend Therese has been going through some physical trials, but she is just as spry and gentle-spirited as ever!
And who can leave First Pres without having visited the famous missionary closet? It is indeed a place for a shopping spree, where the gals don't let you leave unless you have at least 6 bags full!

I have to say this ministry has kept me in clothes ever since joining the First Pres family. And I tend to look even better with all their advice too!

A new spot for hospitality meant that I got some great new friends, as well as rose early for walking along missionary ridge. What a lovely place for a sunrise!

Outings during the week lead to some great frienships, and I am honored to have met so many of these refreshingly true people. It was such a challenge to keep up with many of them, especially the early walkers!

A trip to the local orchard was wonderful, and I thoroughly enjoyed chatting with my new friend Jill. Isn't it amazing how we can be from so far away, and yet have so much in common?

My time was spent in meetings and chattings and sessions, but I have to say that what I will remember most is the connections with both old and new friends. Who knows when we will meet again?

Oregon Delights

2008-10-20T12:39:00.009-04:00

There is something about pumpkin patches that I love, and how much better when it is done with beloved family! Time with family is ever so precious for me, and I just got back from a trip to Oregon to visit before I head out of the US.

What fun we had there!

Cheezheads

2008-09-16T14:22:00.004-04:00

For all of those who know I love to use the phrase cheesehead...

Now at least I know what that actually means!

After a week in Wisconsin I can appreciate the love of cheese. Plus seeing all the fun souvenirs...I am almost a Packers fan now!

Nostalgia and DC

2008-08-26T19:34:00.008-04:00

On the road again...

My sister Becca and I just undertook the drive from Indianapolis to Williamsburg, Virginia. The windy back road of Kentucky Highway 9 lead us much of the 12 hours across the country, but in my mind it was a rather fun trip.

Visiting with a college friend Tori, we got to experience the sights and sounds of both colonial Williamsburg and DC. I must admit to being addicted to the flavor of DC, as it has such old charm despite it's politics.

A visit to the National Cathedral was a highlight. The prayer room was my favorite actually, as it reminded me a bit of Russian worship in its glory and light.

UP North

2008-08-20T16:34:00.008-04:00

The UP (Upper Peninsula) of Michigan is absolutely beautiful! Just had a wonderful time with family and friends experiencing the sights. I can recommend visiting!

The boat ride to Machinaw Island was especially fun for those of us wearing hats!

And the best kept secret of UP is their fudge - on every corner and worth the calories!

Log cabins and porches are one of my favorites!

Calvin RP International 08

2008-08-06T12:54:00.004-04:00

What an amazing experience to spend a week with fellow believers in challenging talks, encouraging times of fellowship and singing the Psalms!

Not to mention that I had the priviledge of hanging out with a group of high schoolers for devotions and discussion along the way.

Thanks girls! It was a great week!

Operation "Gipki Blini"

2008-07-17T19:36:00.019-04:00

Americans and Russians came together in Antioch, Illinois for two weeks to participate in community projects in July. It was a rare treat for me to participate with the team, and help translate for our Paradigma gang. It was hard work, but we had a wonderful time!

Fourth of July races, parades and root beer floats were the kick-off activities...

And then the real work started...

Sharefest - a project to help senior citizens with yard work and repairs ...

And there was more where that came from...to be continued...

Plov and Americans

2008-06-30T09:14:00.004-04:00

When I was last in Russia a friend of mine shared her 'secret' receipe for a favorite Russian dish - plov (or plof to us English speakers).

It is a delightful chicken, garlic, carrot, rice dish that I have often enjoyed but never actually made myself.

Until now!

For a church fellowship luncheon I decided to make Russian plov and see if I have any Russian culinary skills!

I must say that even though I was not allowed to add as much garlic as it called for, my parents fearing the overwhelming taste would ward off most church members, it was a hit. I came home with an empty bowl, as well as having had the opportunity to share a favorite Russian dish with my fellow believers.

Next receipes....

Growing Up Family

2008-06-23T19:08:00.008-04:00

It is indeed great to be an auntie! And to the cutest little guy in the world, Phoenix!

He came to visit Indiana for two weeks, and I must admit to spoiling him just a bit! But then again, I was not the only one that played with him...

Clarifications and such

2008-06-14T15:01:00.004-04:00

For those of you that I have thoroughly confused, I must admit to being skimpy on the details and apologize!

I have just recently returned to the US from a trip to Moscow, Russia. I left in April and was gone until June 4th. One of the main events of the trip was the wedding of my former roomie Yulia to her handsome guy Alexei. I also got to enjoy wonderful fellowship with many friends and teammates, as well as experience the joys of Russian spring.

As I was living in many different spots during my month stay (total of 12), I was not able to communicate nor put any photos on the blog! So I am doing that now...which is why you are getting so many shots of 'past' events.

Terribly sorry to have not said this to begin with, and hope that no one's life has been confused as a result!

Yulia's Wedding

2008-06-10T11:20:00.011-04:00

May 10th I had the priviledge to participate in my former roomie's wedding in Moscow.

The wedding preparations were done on Friday night, and if I do say so myself it looked beautiful! Everything was set for the Saturday wedding!

Guests arrived Saturday, May 10th with their finery on eager to see this blessed couple married!

Even Alexei arrived with a smile, and didn't look too nervous!

The wedding was beautiful, and full of the meaning of communion and fellowship.

Afterwards, there was a wonderful sit down dinner with lots of activities, songs, videos and special guests - the gypsies!

Friends across the Ocean

2008-06-06T09:50:00.009-04:00

No matter how much time has elapsed, friends in the Spirit are always close at heart.

I found this to be indeed true as I reconnected with Russian friends in May. Nadya Abydenova and I visited our favorite discipleship spot - the Starlite diner.

Nadya Otverchenko and Natasha Kazimirova and I took some long walks and discussed life, missions and girl stuff!

And of course, we had to stick in a trip to the new Starbucks on Arbat Street. What trip would have been complete without some coffee with Jean?

And hanging out with the Corley family and foreign friends was also a priority!

Return to the Motherland

2008-06-05T22:43:00.005-04:00

Returning to Russia always involves intense packing...but wedding decorations and dogs make it especially hard to stick within the alloted weight limits!

Yulia's bridal shower was full of 'traditional' games, food and some lively gift giving!

Not to mention a crowning of the wedding princess!

Deepening the Journey

2008-04-21T21:04:00.008-04:00

This weekend I had the priviledge of attending a fabulous retreat hosted at the IT headquarters in Chicagoland. Praise, worship, seminars and much discussion about missions and going...brought a group of us together in thought and searching after God.

If anyone is feeling the call of God upon their heart for missions...this is a wonderful venue to develop that call without pressure.

Taylor 3EO Pals

2008-03-25T12:20:00.006-04:00

There are just some things that are 'everlasting'...and I happen to think that perhaps some of those things are relationships forged in college!

Elizabeth and I lived on the same dorm floor most of our college years, and became friends. We are vastly different, yet are still friends after all these years...must have been our conservative natures? I've not seen her in years, so was delighted to see her and her boys on a surprise trip to her parents.

And those Italian restaurants are great places for sharing and laughing over old and new stories!

Birthday Presents

2008-03-22T20:07:00.007-04:00

For this year's birthday I just happened to be around when my parents were headed south. So they took me along! I must say that for an adventure it was a great time hanging out with some old church friends, and getting acquainted with my sea legs!

Long Lost Relatives

2008-03-21T18:55:00.004-04:00

My dear Great Aunt Betty was a stop in the past month. I've not seen her for a bit, and as she is 'getting up in years', I wanted to have some lasting memories. Her daughter Paula and granddaugher Erin treated me while there, and it was great to catch up on all the news from these dear relatives. It reminded me that family is such a blessing, and I felt priviledged to get some time with them.

Travels and Beginnings

2008-03-21T18:14:00.008-04:00

There is nothing like collecting shells, praying on the beach and listening to God's word from older, wiser leaders. This past month I was invited to participate in an ELIM (Encouraging Leaders In Ministry) retreat held by Barnabas International.

I have never seen so many shells on the beach naturally! It was amazing.

One of the true joys of the retreat was meeting other like-minded missionaries and ministers, and praying and sharing with them. God blessed too in that my roomie had lived in Ukraine for many years, and thus we had a lot of similar memories to talk and laugh over!

I learned many things about our role as sheep, and felt that God reminded my soul of His truths..."The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want...." Psalm 23

Birthday Friends

2008-02-03T18:01:00.001-05:00

Happy Birthday dear friend!

Darshan is such a precious part of my life,

and has been a friend of heart many years.

May God bless and bring you peace!

Church Fellowship

2008-02-03T17:35:00.001-05:00

It has been wonderful to fellowship and have community with my home church on the southside. It is amazing how much you share when you eat together! And Midwest cooking is alomost the best in the world!

Reunions

2008-01-26T16:04:00.000-05:00

Former Russian campers unite!

I've just gotten back from visiting with a great gang that came to Russia this last year - North Bridge! It was fun to rehash memories from our wonderful summer camp. Ah the fun times!

Who said that you don't have fun when you come to Russia?

Wedding Bliss

2008-01-07T20:21:00.000-05:00

My lovely cousin Christie got married on December 28th to Dustin Brock. Congrats!

The whole family got into the wedding...taking photos, playing the piano and dancing the night away...it was a gala event.

Home for the Holidays

2007-12-26T15:02:00.000-05:00

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from Indiana!

What a blessing and joy to be home with the family, and hang out with little Phoenix. His first Christmas, and I must say that it is fun for the whole gang! And I love being his aunt, as he is a cutie!

Wednesday Celebrations

2007-12-15T15:03:00.000-05:00

Saying goodbye is never easy, but I have to say that I love the all out way that we do it in Russia. The evening party lasted beyond hours, and included games, poems, songs and even some dancing! Thank you dear Paradigma for a wonderful send-off!

Greece Reunion

2007-11-26T02:51:00.001-05:00

Almira returned from her 3 month missions trip to Greece, and so we all went out to debrief and talk about when we could ship her back!

I am amazed by how affected she was by her time, as I remember when she didn't want to leave her wonderful home city of Moscow! Now she is eager and ready to jump back into serving refugees and praising the Lord!

Now it only stands to wonder where Natasha and I will end up?

Russian Chocolate

2007-11-26T02:33:00.000-05:00

There are some places in Moscow that everyone should go to, at least once in their lives. One of those places in my opinion is the Red October Chocolate Factory. Situated in the middle of central Moscow, this pre-revolutionary building houses one of the most famous Russian chocolate factories.

So a few of us gals went to sample the chocolate and take a tour of this historical monument.

Started by a German in the 1800s, it has become one of the oldest and most famous Russian chocolates. And is rather good if I might say so myself!

It gave me a bit of a new perspective on the process of chocolate making to see all the effort involved, and the various innovations which make it possible at all!

The factory is being moved outside of the city limits, and thus the quaint building in downtown Moscow will no longer give off the yummy smells of chocolate.

Yet the tradition will continue, just not in quite such a historical place!

It might not be Swiss Toblerone, but it sure is good!

Weddings and new beginnings

2007-11-19T05:33:00.000-05:00

Dumm-dumm-da- dumm...dumm-dumm-da-dummm....

On December 9th our 'do it all gal' Nastya is getting married! I am really, really excited for her!

It was an honor to throw her a shower and celebrate what God is doing in her life!

It seems just a bit ago we were praying for an answer to her heart's cries! And now God has brought a lovely guy named Misha into her life. What an answer to prayer!

30 Years and Going Strong

2007-11-19T05:18:00.000-05:00

Happy Birthday Yulia!

You'd never know it to look at her, but this week my 'oldest' roomie Yulia turned 30!

As we all gathered around to wish her well, it seemed just yesterday that she and I became roomies. Oh the stories these walls could tell! I have learned a lot from being roomates with Yulia, and God has used her to shape and mold me for sure!

7 Years of Russian Youth Ministry

2007-11-12T06:52:00.001-05:00

Can you imagine, it has been 7 years since Perspektiva began in Russia!

It was 7 years ago that God used our team to begin a youth training school called Perspektiva. We were all teachers, administrators, drivers, janitors and counselors to the students. What began humbly and with only a few actual 'youth leaders, has lead to a growing school where students get practical hands-on Russian training. Praise the Lord! Now there are more than 30 regional youth leaders who have been trained and sent out, and are more effectively working with teens throughout Russia.

This past weekend our team had the priviledge to gather some alumni and current students to celebrate God's miraculous working in the youth ministry of Russia.

We celebrated with a banquet, souvenir team cups, and a time of worship and song together! Then we spent some time encouraging and hearing from our alumni about their continuing work with youth in their home regions. God is indeed doing an amazing thing here in Russia, and continues to work through Russian leaders to reach out to lost teens.

As the event administrator I will say that it was a crazy time with lots of unexpected changes and challenges! But upon listening to the students and hearing how encouraged they were by being together in fellowship, I was overwhelmed by how God used the event in their lives.

Wedding bells and answered prayers

2007-10-15T14:54:00.000-04:00

My roomie Yulia is getting married!!

Her boyfriend Alexei, (who is a nice guy by the way) surprised her last Saturday with 201 roses and a trip to the park. She didn't even think twice before saying that she would love to spend the rest of her life growing old with him. No surprise to any of us who have seen them together!

I was able to be a participant in the night surprise, as we secretly smuggled the roses into the apartment. It took all night to finally get them into their spot, but the surprise was well worth the wait!

After announcing their engagement at Paradigma Church, Yulia shared how God had given her hope after feeling as if her life had been wasted. She encouraged the rest of the 'older' gals of the church to continue following Him and trusting all indeed is in His timing. Then, she shared a verse from Joel 2:25 which seems to punctuate the point perfectly...

"I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten..."

A great promise, don't you think?

Grace Alive

2007-09-02T09:57:00.002-04:00

I never would have thought that two days on the train would be such an adventure, but after crossing two night borders and having to haul luggage to the 'ends of the earth' I have a new appreciation for planes!

Yet the time spent was well worth the fellowship.

Nadya Otverchenko is one of my oldest Moscow friends. She now works for IT Russia as administrator for the mobilizing of Russians out as missionaries. Her life as a wife and mother of two has not allowed her many adventures, and this 'spur of the moment' trip was to be her first outside of Russia! Not to mention her first time in a hotel or at a major conference!

We arrived safely in Kiev, to be met by Natasha and Sasha with IT Ukraine. Natasha gave us a lovely tour of Kiev and then treated to some fabulous pizza!

Once we arrived in Poland, we were whisked away to the quiet hill town of Ustron. We spent most of our time in worship, challenging lectures, mentoring discussions, walks into the town and fellowship with other European missionaries.

I am so grateful to be part of an organization that recognizes the benefit of bringing fellow missionaries together. It was a huge refreshing encouragment to my heart to be with others who struggle with some of the same issues that face me in my field. I forget often that I am not the only 'foreigner' in a foreign land.

2007-09-02T09:57:00.001-04:00

Natisk Camp...Saving the World...

2007-08-13T07:04:00.000-04:00

Mission Impossible...Saving the World from various evils...Natisk Camp...

Rather an exciting adventure!

This year's Natisk Camp was held from August 6-13, for 25 non-churched Russian teens. The adventures were many, as we teamed up with Paradigma Russian youth team and North Bridge US youth team to reach out to teens from Moscow.

Photos are many, and stories abound...so I'll try to give the highlights as I go along...

Packed into the old rambling Russian bus, we made it the six hours to our forest camp.

A random flat tire along the way though gave us time for rest, food and fun!

Once at camp two days were full of planning, praying, worship and team building.

The teens were welcomed to camp with an agent raid on their bus, followed by a blind-folded hike into the woods. What a way to start!

And then the read fun began....

Small blessings

2007-08-01T12:40:00.000-04:00

Sometimes it is the little things that are the biggest blessings...

This week one of the small blessings came in the form of a zero. That was the cost of a visa.

This Monday my colleague and friend Nadya and I spent hours waiting in what seemed like a never ending line. We were standing outside the Polish Embassy in an attempt to get Nadya a visa for our European conference. The crowd seemed rather restless, and the atmosphere was one of hopelessness and hurry. We were both trying to just enjoy the time chatting, ignoring our sore feet!

(I have to say that I hate waiting in lines, especially the kind that take 3 hours! I suppose that after so many years in a line loving country I should be 'cured' of my need to do things quickly, but alas...that is not so. I did learn something though, that even Russians don't like to wait in lines! And all these years I figured that they had perfected the practice!)

When Nadya finally made it through the gates to be questioned, I waited across the street. After a brief half hour she came out, with a somewhat tentative smile on her face. She was to come back on the following Monday for her documents, which we took to be a good sign. This had been the second attempt for her to get this Polish visa.

Normally visa's to Poland cost 35 Euros, which is quite a bit when you are having to scrounge for every last penny. (Nadya and her husband have two kids and rent an apartment, and have always been on the brink of poverty since their wedding. His salary basically covers their rent and food, while other things are from the charity or generosity of others. Her part-time job with us allows for small joys and family things.)

It was such an exciting thing for both of us to see that God had blessed in this, the cost of the visa. It might seem like nothing, but for travelers such a thing is a major victory! Especially considering that my visas often cost up to $300!

Out it Goes

2007-07-29T14:37:00.000-04:00

It always helps when moving, to throw things away.

And I mean just throw them out. Of course I am usually one for trying to give things away first, but when in doubt just pitch it. Right now my decision making process consists of a five second emotional thought and then...whatever is covered with dust goes!

Some friends came by to 'relieve' me of my stuff...and it made for a fun time actually. My advice to those who want to get rid of things...invite over objective friends and let the fun begin!

Wedding celebration

2007-07-29T14:27:00.000-04:00

Married yesterday Anya and Avik became one of our first home grown Paradigma couples! It was a lovely ceremony and both looked radiant...strangely enough!

Not to mention the beauties that were in the audience!

Becoming an Aunt

2007-07-29T05:46:00.001-04:00

On July 16th my little sister Anita had her first baby! I became an official aunt!

We had been calling the little one 'Untitled' Opazo...but his name is Phoenix. He was born 10 lbs 3 oz...and had the biggest head that the hospital had seen! He is obviously going to be very, very smart!

Both Anita and baby are doing well. I can't wait to see him and teach him a bit of Russian!

Greek Missionaries

2007-07-29T05:32:00.000-04:00

What joy to hold a new little one! Our Russian speaking refugee friends invited us to celebrate the arrival of their little girl. She's a cutie!

Fellowship with the gals on the team was another part of the trip. My role of helping Almira become 'part' of the team included introductions and fellowship. They are a fun bunch!

And of course, there was the ministry three times a week at the Athens Refugee Center. Not to mention helping with give-aways, the weekly Persian fellowship and other such events. We kept busy no doubt!

Travels and Sightseeing

2007-06-20T12:46:00.001-04:00

Trip Number 4...

Have you ever been out to Lancaster, Pennsylvania? Well, now I can say that I have!

Driving from Indianapolis, I picked up my friend Cheryl, and we headed to Pennsylvania to connect with It's A Wonderful Life group from a supporting church in Tennessee.

We had a wonderful chance for fellowship, touring and seeing the sights! Not to mention that we ended the tour with a lovely production of creation at the Sights and Sounds Theater.

This was a trip dropped in my lap, and gave me the opportunity to enjoy fellowship with some of the older gang from the church. We had a blast!

This is Theresa trying to kiss a cow!

All I got were these shots...

Travels and Babies

2007-06-20T12:21:00.000-04:00

Trip Number 3...

My little sister is having a baby!

So I combined some presentations to include a trip to visit her in Oregon!

My sister Becca and I flew out over Memorial weekend, and then I stayed for 10 days to visit and help out. It was such a great time, and it makes up a bit for not being able to see the actual birth of my little nephew 'Untitled' Opazo. (That is what we're calling him until his Dad Hamlet actually gives the name at birth!)

We ate Oregonaian food (mostly organic stuff), walked the streets of Newberg, went to galleries, got coffee...

And set up my sister's photography for a display at the local coffee shop! Her photos were from their 3 years of service in Kuwait, and showed daily life as well as the colors and beauty of the world there.

We all dressed up in Kuwaiti garb and spent the night chatting with coffee drinkers about Kuwait!

What would a trip to Oregon be without a trip to the coast? It turns out that there are lots of little fun spots along the way too, like Otis Cafe for breakfast! Don't miss it if you get the chance to go out that way!

And one of my favorites after the coast was to get a real original Pronto Pup, which turns out to be the best corn dog I have ever eaten! And I don't even like hot dogs!

I was also thrilled to spend a bit of time with my old Taylor University buddy Marci. It is amazing how much time passes and yet we could still chat as if we were living in the dorms!

Travels and Starbucks

2007-06-20T12:11:00.000-04:00

Trip Number 2...

The morning after the conference I took the train to Chicago to meet up with Yuri and Sergei and Natasha to translate for them with our fabulous sister church North Bridge.

The hustle and bustle of Chicago meant that we got very little time to relax, but spent the majority of our time with people - which we loved!

Chris (who interned with us this past fall in Russia) came to visit and hang out with us, which was great, and even brought me some fun Starbucks surprises!

Our next meeting with everyonw will hopefully be in Russia at Natisk Camp this August!

Travels and Pineapple

2007-06-20T11:51:00.001-04:00

The month of May for me was full of traveling, fellowship and new experiences. I went straight from one trip returning late at night, to the next early morning trip - for about 4 weeks!

Trip Number 1...

My sister Becca joined me for International Teams annual conference where we spent a lot of time learning about leadership and enjoying the fellowship of missionaries from around the world.

Spending time with others learning about their mission fields was eye-opening and very encouraging.

Our Moscow team spent most of our time in meetings, but had to get some 'fun' in during the meals! It was wonderful to see how the gang rose to leadership and presented the ministry in Russia. Not to mention how well they play water polo!

Traveling around the country there was a lot of time for chatting and seeing things, plus the fun of packing luggage on TOP of the van daily! It was actually a rather good system, for even during the torrental downpours not too much got wet. Imagine that!

We also got to participate in a fun adventure at the end - zip-lining!

Picnics American Style

2007-05-09T15:26:00.000-04:00

I'm a sucker for anything grilled, must be all that Russian shashlik in my system.

So not long ago a bunch of age old supporters came over for some American hamburgers, carrots (obviously part of my everyday life now after the experience in Greece), potato salad and fellowship.

Thank you dear friends for all you do, and for being such a solid refuge and reminder of His grace!

Home again in Indiana

2007-05-09T15:12:00.000-04:00

Time does fly when I'm home, even though I wonder what have I been doing?

Let me think...

Daily 4:30 am wake-up call for exercise boot camp with my sister

Daily walking the dog who is just sure that I am here for only that purpose

Daily devotions and reading all these great books I've been given

Daily talking with asundry friends and family getting reacquainted

Daily doses of good 'home grown' coffee

Daily touching base with Russian gals and those 'left behind'

Travels, lunches, dinners, Bible studies, prayer times, doctors visits, shopping...

And so passes the days!

It has been great to be home for a bit and remember why I like the US! Not the least of which is time with my family! But it usually has something to do with regularly scheduled programming, lots of coffee at church, a myriad of wild shopping sales, lots of deep God conversations, tons of hugs from family and a doggie kiss from Wally daily...not to mention coffee...or did I mention that already?

Anyway, as I snuggle down at home it reminds me how hard it is to leave. Yet I then read stories of other missionaries that have gone before me, read the tales of courage in God's word and watch movies that inspire like Amazing Grace...and I ask for His inspiration and strength to always take that step forward with joy when asked.

Hard isn't it?

Last Days

2007-04-05T12:52:00.000-04:00

Every car should have a name I think, and my car has been called Puzzle. There were so many people that gave of their hearts to make that car a part of my life, and she has served me over the past four years.

As I think about the fun and funny memories associated with this little blue VW I think of: going to the dacha and having to change my first flat tire on the ring road of Moscow, packing as many of the Paradigma Church members into the back seat as possible for a midnight ride to catch a train, singing along with Lianna and Deanna on the way to a team retreat, getting lost in the north of Moscow trying to find a random pensionate, picking up suitcases, meeting planes, dropping off friends at the train station, driving to the forest and through huge holes for Natisk Camp, firsts of Perspektiva students, graduations, weddings and births...a lifetime of memories.

So many memories and so many blessings that God gave me through this car. And today, after much deliberation and prayer, I passed the ownership from myself to another believer.

I sold my car.

And as much as I think that this was the right path, I am still a bit sad to see this era of my life go by. Sad really.

For every one of you that gave or have ever ridden in my car, today is a tribute to the blessing that God gave me in having that car.

Persian New Year and Compassion

2007-03-28T06:35:00.000-04:00

Being involved in a ministry of compassion and 'doing' means being prepared to participate in ways that perhaps are rather unexpected and unglorious. This trip to Athens, Greece was rather unglorious and basic. But for both Marina and I, this meant opportunities upon opportunities to participate in birthday parties, going to Greek hospitals with refugees, doing dishes after 570 cups of tea, babysitting for screaming Arabic and Farsi speaking little ones and peeling and preparing 30 kilos of carrot salad for 150 Persians!

Great eh?

So to begin, one of the greatest moments for me was when refugee M told me that she thought that the team at Helping Hands was closer than family. For a community oriented refugee this was high praise in deed! She further honored us by postponing her daughter's first birthday until Marina and I had arrived in Greece. What an amazing testimony to knowing that we have her best interests in heart. May God bless this family!

The evening was full of international laughter as people from Canada, Russia, America, Turkmenistan, Afghanistan and Phillippnes all ate and fellowshiped together. It was a highlight for sure!

Later that week I was priviledged to go with M to the hospital to try and get her signed up for a doctor. Even after my years in Russia, I realized that it is almost impossible to know what the system is in a new country. I have forgotten how hard it is to get things like this done without language! We were not totally successful, but the fact that we made a small step in the right direction was enough for her. And I felt totally overwhelmed by the need to help people in small ways, like going to the doctor with them.

Amazing what really is an outpouring of His love.

Another day our Russian team (all two of us) was priviledged to participate in the oldest of Iranian traditions, Nowruz. This is compounded of two Perisan words "now" which means new, and "ruz" which means both day and time. Literally meaning the new day, or New Year. The Perisan Nowruz begins on the first day of spring, usually the 21st of March.

It was a wonderful celebration for Persians far from home, complete with traditional songs, skits, food and fellowship. And then of course there was the added wonderful of Russian carrot salad! My fingers still hold the 'scars' from that a week later!

My heart was amazed though when I watched so many from another land rejoicing over a piece of home. What an incredible opportunity to provide something for those who have lost everything, the ability to celebrate a highly valued home tradition.

Interesting what is really an outpouring of His love.

Yassis

2007-03-14T09:30:00.000-04:00

Yassis! Hello and welcome! The first words to great us today on our adventure!

From snow to sunshine, Marina and I made it to Athens, Greece! After an uneventful trip, we arrived to the guest apartment for Lost Coin and collapsed. The 2 room apartment will be our home for the next 12 days, along with 2 other girls. It is going to be tight and a bit more like summer camp than either of us had realized, but where there is His leading all things are possible!

Today is for getting acclimated, and then tonight we are invited to dinner in an authentic Greek Taverna with the refugee ministry (Helping Hands) team. Jumping into the culture!

Gideon and Athens

2007-03-13T12:52:00.000-04:00

Thirteen Russians started out in the process eager to help with ministry in Athens, Greece in March. But now there are two of us that are actually headed out. Yet right now this does not feel like defeat, but rather a typical 'unusual' experience along the lines of Gideon's tale. That was always a favorite story of mine as a child! I loved the word picture of the few overcoming the many, and lighting the way in a creative and totally unexpected defeat due to obedience and the glory of God.

And that is just what we are expecting!

Tomorrow morning Marina Osipova and I head out to Athens, Greece for a 12 day short term missions trip. We will be following in the footsteps of the September team (www.g6russia.blogspot.com), and eagerly await God's hand of guidance just as He guided Gideon.

Before my eyes will be the pots and lights of Gideon, and I wonder what will God do this time?

Central Asia and mobilizing

2007-03-09T11:16:00.000-05:00

A big part of the future for Russia is in it's people. A vast and great resource really, that needs a bit of a motivating push to get going. So this is what our team is focusing on a bit more now - the motivating and mobilizig push.

We traveled from the cold of Russia (as seen in the photos) to the sun of Turkey. And yet we worked from 7 am until 12 or 1 am each night!

Three of us just got back from a conference for those from Central Asia.

We listened to, discussed, prayed for and dreamed about the ministries going on in parts of Central Asia. Our team was particularly touched when talking to a guy from Afghanistan as he talked about the great role Russians could play in reconciliation and prayer over hurts from political past. What great blessing that would be to see believing Russians asking for forgiveness for the wounding that their politics of the past caused!

I was blessed to spend a bit of time with my team members, and interact with believers who are currently facing persecution and difficulties. It was an amazing and priviledged time for me.

Plus I got to be the voice of our Russian gang on some video testimonies that will be shown at an International Teams conference. Amazing power that translating bit!

Blini and Maslinitsa

2007-02-21T10:20:00.000-05:00

One of the most celebrated Russian holidays just finished this past weekend, Maslinitsa. This holiday is based on the pagan tradition of ushering out winter and welcoming the spring. The main event of this holiday is a week long spree of eating blini. This is when you can find blini everywhere! And I love Russian blini. They are the thin crepe like pancakes that get smothered with cream, jam or sweeten condensed milk. Yummy! They even sell it on the streets in Moscow, with all the nice goopy stuff running onto your fingers and the sweet cooked smells wafting up around you!

It turns out that blini are actually used to represent the sun, which is the symbol of spring. The fact that this holiday comes right before the 40 of intense fasting in the Russian Orthodox Church is not 'coincidental'. The Russian Orthodox Church seems to be very supportive of this semi-pagan holiday as it helps to bring focus to the preparations of Lent.

As I cooked my own blini this weekend, I started contemplating the symbols of spring and the true purpose of Lent. Eating blini or not didn't make any difference in my desire to see winter end - as that is more due to the very low temperatures outside my apartment! However, it was actually rather rewarding after eating blini to remember the purposes of Lent.

I'm not a participant in Maslinitsa nor the Russian Orthodox 40 day fast, but I do know that laying aside something during this to celebrate the real purpose of Lent is an idea that resonates deep with me.

Perhaps I'll lay aside coffee?

Cough medicine and movies

2007-02-16T09:37:00.000-05:00

Having the flu is not that bad really, when the number of books and movies that can be read and watched are counted. But I have to say that I much prefer being active and feeling well, to being at home 'resting'.

Since I returned from Greece I've gotten to see many friends and tell them about the amazing things that God is doing to free people from slavery. And being home sick for a week, has given me a rather lazy introduction back into the world of Russia.

I don't have anything earth shattering to share, but it got to be such a habit to 'talk' on the blog about life, that I couldn't help but keep it up. So I thought you might enjoy you the bevy of medicine that my Russian friends have piled on me to help me recover from this flu.

Frozen travels

2007-02-09T08:10:00.000-05:00

Travel is a rather funny thing in my opinion, as within the space of a few hours I found myself in a completely different world. In the morning I was writing in my journal enjoying some light spring breezes and the sun. That evening I was bemoaning how frozen your nose can feel after only a few minutes outside!

I suppose that is what to expect when you go from Athens, Greece to Moscow, Russia in one day!

This week my time in Athens came to an end for now, and I headed back to Moscow. I was greeted by friends and teammates with hugs and work. I felt as if I was visiting old friends instead of returning 'home', and am thinking that even this feeling is something God is doing to prepare my heart. Whatever happens next however, I am glad to be here amongst friends and a great team.

The snow on the other hand is not such a welcome thing!

Happy Birthday to me!

2007-02-05T07:50:00.000-05:00

Today is my birthday!

Not to toot my own horn or anything, but seriously yeah!

And I got to enjoy some great time with the gals at Starbucks. There are few greater ways to celebrate in my humble opinion!

M and socks

2007-02-02T10:44:00.000-05:00

Dinner at M's last night was full of fabulous peppery meatballs covered in sour yogurt topped with tomatoes and complimented with traditional rice plof. It was fabulous!

We sat on the floor around a tablecloth for several hours of fellowship, food and laughter. M is a Turkmeni refugee married to an Afghani. I met their family in September on my last trip, and fell in love with their little daughter R. She is turning 1 this March 8th. And she is expecting a little brother or sister this summer!

M speaks Russian and loves to chat about nothing and anything. In fact, it brought tears to the eyes of the gals when she said that she had learned to help others by watching them at Helping Hands reach out to the refugees. M grew up sympathetic to faith but very Muslim. Her spirit is very sweet and she has a heart for others, yet is very painfully aware of her inability to meet the requirements of her faith. She should be praying five times a day, but can not seem to do that. She should be helping others, but can't find the time nor resources. As she lamented this downfall, we offered to be her hands and her prayers.

"Would it be ok then if I prayed in place of you?" we asked. And M did not deny that others could take her place if they were so willing.

On our way home I realized that it had taken a year of visiting Helping Hands for M to see the love pouring out, and to understand it. Yet she noticed it. She still noticed it.

Amazing really that pouring tea and doing it weekly with a smile is a way to reach out. Who knew?

Trivia for you - I just found out last night that if I die with my socks on, then according to the Turkmeni superstition I am more full of sin than if I were to die without my socks. Interesting little tidbit eh? So much for cold nights and socks!

Day Programs and Job Creation

2007-02-01T08:51:00.000-05:00

Much of this month's work for me has been in discussion of where do we go now? And how can we really be involved in helping those who are trapped?

One of the biggest needs faced currently is job creation. If these gals had other ways to survive, would they leave and could they leave?

Even now there is one Nigerian gal who has asked to get out, but needs to be able to survive and support herself. How can we make that happen?

So today we (me and International guru Jennifer with intern Melana) are spending time focused as a 'team' on setting up ideas for an Athens Pilot Project of job creation and day program. What would that look like? Who would need to be involved? How would it be set up? Who would run it?

It is one exciting meeting let me just tell you!

Street smarts

2007-02-01T06:57:00.000-05:00

“Everyone agrees that justice is a good thing. But what price, justice? You see apartheid, prisoners of conscience, political hostages, and it’s easy enough to pay your subscription to Amnesty and sign the occasional petition, but would you go to jail for any of those things? What would I have done if I were…? Would I go to jail for…? I don’t know. If I’m ever faced with such a dilemma, I hope, by God’s grace, that I will keep my promises, do my duty and make the right choice. But nowadays, you can hardly expect anyone to sacrifice everything for a mere principle. And why should we? We’re just ordinary people. Like…., we’re just normal.”

Foreign Bodies
Hwee Hwee Tan

Fancy Footwear

2007-01-31T09:09:00.000-05:00

I love the image of feet, and love to take photos of feet! So helping to set up a give-away for men's shoes today was fun for me! Not to mention that now there will be tons of refugee guys with some snazzy shoes!

Lost Coin Office

2007-01-28T05:40:00.000-05:00

This is a photo of the building where Lost Coin has it's Athens office. It is located right in the middle of the 'ghetto' area of Athens. In fact, when people heard that I was coming here they said...go anywhere but to Omonia. Fancy that! And this is the very place where God is doing the most work!

Oppression and fighting

2007-01-28T05:33:00.000-05:00

Have you ever wondered if there is a way to actually fight injustice? When it seems to be around everywhere and so very powerful?

"Do not fret because of evildoers...for they will wither quickly like the grass, and fade like the green herb. Trust in the Lord, and do good;...commit your way to the Lord, trust also in Him, and He will do it. And He will bring forth your righteousness as the light, and your judgement as the noonday." Psalm 37:1-6

I watched a movie called Human Traffiking this week, and was overwhelmed by the injustice. My heart wept at the plight of so many vulnerable girls, and I knew that I was no longer ignorant of their situation. Now God was opening my eyes so that I would be able to hear His call to follow and obey.

This week was a real challenge, and emotionally I was ready to pack my bags and shut down.

But yet His timing is perfect and His ways beyond ours...and so I hold onto His promises and character. And in worship and waiting I will see what He will do.

Sundays

2007-01-21T11:15:00.000-05:00

No matter where in the world Sundays are the best for good teaching, worship, fellowship, good food and naps! (And when on the way to church there is such a delicous shop, who can complain?)

In Athens my roomie Melana and I enjoyed some fellowship with Jennifer at the First Church of Athens, a Protestant church started by heros of the war. The music was particularly wonderful with old hymns and songs in a very classical Greek.

What followed was a lazy day of fellowship and walking.

Living Space

2007-01-21T11:10:00.000-05:00

Just in case you were wondering where I live while here in Athens I thought I'd take a few inside photos of the guest apartment of Lost Coin.

This is my room near the entryway! The apartment is right downtown in the center of things near Omonia Square. The best part is that the office is only a five minute walk, and that there is Starbucks on the corner! It can't get better than that!

Peppers and Feta Cheese

2007-01-21T10:59:00.000-05:00

Have you ever seen chaos?

I think that perhaps on Saturday at the Athens Refugee Center I saw chaos. It wasn't half bad.

It was a day for food, so people lined the stairway way before the opening at 11 am. While we frantically attempted to put the right number of olives, peppers, bread, cheese and napkins into a bag for each person they waited patiently. It is not easy to grab 5 olives, not 6 or 8 or whatever but 5!

Anyway, tea and food were served to around 500 people on Saturday.

That wasn't the chaotic part really.

It was what came later...groups of people here and there speaking, playing chess, watching a Jesus film, children running and playing, kids doing crafts, women chatting loudly over tea, babies crying and being put to sleep...this is what seemed to be like chaos.

And yet...it was a rather beautiful thing. As I sat in the corner holding a sleeping baby, I watched as this very random grouping of people from all over found a kind of beautiful fluidity in the chaos that is the Athens Refugee Center.

I was totally exhausted at the end, but I would never want to have missed it for anything!

Eyes of Sorrow

2007-01-21T10:47:00.000-05:00

As I looked over I caught his eyes. He was hunched just so in his front seat looking flippant and unaffected as he smoked his cigarette. His hair was slicked down and long, his face made up just so. His whole demeanor radiated indifference and boredom.

And yet...when I caught his eyes there was a look of incredible emptiness and brokenness. It seemed as if I could see whole depths of sadness, hopelessness and apathy all in that one glance.

This was the face of one transvestite working the streets of Athens.

It was only a moment, and yet on Thursday night as we met people on the streets this is the thing that sticks with me. His eyes. I wondered about them. I wondered what brought such pain and suffering into those eyes? I wondered what happens in the life of a friend to bring such sorrow and brokenness? What happened to bring him to this point?

And is there any way back? Is there any way to hope for one with such sorrow?

For a minute, I forgot about the power of His hope. I was drowing in the impossibility of coming out of such sorrow.

But as we returned from ministry to share our impressions with one another, I was calmed to hear with what passion the guys told of their outreach. I was reminded of hope. I was reminded that transformation is just what His hope brings. And that God has brought others from pain and sorrow to wholeness of spirit.

And I pray that no longer will these eyes be filled with such bottomless sorrow.

"...to bind up the brokenhearted..." Isaiah 42:6-9

Around town

2007-01-18T09:08:00.000-05:00

Here are some fun photos from life around town here in Athens...

The metro system is great, but I actually prefer walking.

Especially when this is the view that I got this morning! (Housesat for a gal that lives right under the Acropolis, yeah!)

Here's a group of great Aussie gals here to volunteer for a month. We watched a movie about children in the red light district of India over falafel. The movie was rather daunting, but very eye-opening about the life and future of children of prostitutes. For those who might want to watch it is called Born into Brothels.

Little Rabiya sleeps after being played out at the ARC Tea House. She was one of our favorites this fall, and still smiles when I talk to her in Russian! Her parents are still in Greece and expecting another baby this summer!

A friendly face at the ARC, Susan has been a huge help in getting settled and praying with me during my time here in Athens. Plus she loves to go to Starbucks and support my habit, even though she doesn't like coffee.

Beginnings

2007-01-17T13:04:00.000-05:00

Zhanna stood in wonder when I burst into the brothel with two Bibles. We made a bit of scene actually, which would explain things.

Frankly speaking I was a bit nervous. After ministry on Monday night I had been plagued by the thought that we were abandoning those who maybe wanted more. How can you even affect those you see with only one five second conversation? And when two of the gals asked for Russian Psalms, well I was overcome. I promised to bring them Bibles the very next day.

It turns out though that the ministry only does outreach to the brothels on Monday nights, and really doesn't go back during the week. Crazy yet based on lengthy reasons.

I was determined in heart though that these gals should have David's Psalms if they were seeking. So I convinced several of the other novices to go back to the brothels and deliver the Bibles.

We were fine until everyone started telling me 'something' might happen. What could happen I wondered? Well it turns out that a number of things could happen, but most likely nothing would. Even that news though began to weave a burden and fear into my heart. And yet, I wsa commited now as I had a group of eager risk-takers at my back.

So on we went.

Still though, by the time we got to the brothel at 19 down I was a bit nervous, and broke into a rampage of Russian at the first sight of a person. And the girl standing before me turned out to be Greek, which is not that close it turns out to Russian!

However to the left stood Zhanna who took the offered package with the precious Bibles, and said a quiet and heartfelt (it seemed to me) thank you. She promised to call if she wanted to chat. With that, we exited.

Nothing really. We just gave two gals Bibles.

But oh what a victory it seemed to me! We had given two gals Bibles, and had invaded a bit of the darkness with His light. Maybe it is really nothing but it made me feel that perhaps, just perhaps this one day something light had been done.

Maybe next week we can drink coffee and discuss their favorite Psalm. Miracles eh?

New Life and obedience

2007-01-16T08:03:00.000-05:00

Last night I didn't want to go out on the street.

It had been a long week of trying to juggle both outreach to the women on the streets, and participating in feeding refugees. Not to mention trying to fit into a city culture, buy food in Greek, learn how to turn on the hot water, find my way around new streets and in general survive.

Yet, in the end I remembered Oksana.

Once on the street it seemed that there were Russian speaking girls everywhere. Zhanna...Zoya...Dianna...Oksana...

"What is your mission?" Zhanna asked as she clutched the Nea Zoi (New Life) postcard in her hands. A gal from Krasnodar living in Athens for almost 3 years, she was eager to know why anyone would voluntarily come into a brothel. I told her that we merely wanted her to know that God loved her, no matter what and no matter where. She was shocked.

Zoya then came rushing in and asked if she could get David's Psalms from us? Would I bring it to her? Could I?

Me, feeling that I had nothing to offer and no words to tell any of these girls simple talked to them about what it meant to be from Krasnodar, and how much I too love the Pslams. What does God plan to do through this? I have no idea.

But I came to the realization that I am not responsible nor capable even slightly of eradicating evil from Athens. My being here in Greece is not going to stop traffiking of Russian speaking women, nor is it going to necessarily lead to any significant changes in the industry of prostitution.

And yet...

I am here in obedience. I am here to follow the guidance of God. Maybe He has big plans for this time and changes in the lives of Oksana and Zhanna and Zoya. And maybe not today.

But I am going back tonight to give Bibles to these gals, and then I'll just obey Him further.

Potatoes everywhere!

2007-01-16T07:52:00.000-05:00

Just for fun I wanted to remind you lovers of potatoes that God has a sense of humor.

Many of you remember how after 14 years of camps and wanderings in Russia that my desire to eat potatoes has become almost extinct. I do still love french fries, but I draw the line there usually.

So as I came to Athens I was looking forward to some of the more ethnic foods here - syflaki and falafel...to name a few favorites.

What does God ask me to do?

But to help cut potatoes on Sunday for Persian Fellowhip!

I laughed as I cut them, and realized that after 14 years I had developed a skill at cutting potatoes at a decent speed that made others jealous! It was a fun reminder of how even the thing not enjoyed can be used to glorify God.

Community and 29A

2007-01-16T07:42:00.000-05:00

Jasonis Street, the heart of brothels in Athens. It turns out a rather sunny street amongst the tall downtown buildings. As I walked purposefully down Jasonis, I was affronted by the fact that I was walking in the light and yet I was the only woman. And really the only one it seemed with a motive for good that was on the street. I saw madames (the ones that run the brothels and keep an eye on the girls) and pimps and customers, but I didn’t see anyone just wandering. I wasn’t afraid necessarily, but more shocked. The sense that I had turned a corner into a spot that was not for me.

I wondered what the girls felt like every day when they had to walk down this street? I would asume that most who see them think - ah, there goes a prostitute. Was that what they were thinking about me? What if people only saw me on Jasonis Street. How would they value me? Would they see me at all?

And as I neared my objective, 29A Jasonis Street, I was motivated by the thought that someday God will redeem this street. That perhaps this very building will be the beginning of an outward show of what God is already doing. He is rebuilding and bringing beauty from ashes.
This building is for sale. It is now in ruins and seems to have been abandoned. Emma, Lost Coin’s local director, and her new Greek husband Yannis are interested in purchasing this building for their home. They both have a conviction to turn this place into a refuge, both a personal home and a refuge for girls on a street against them.

What would it mean to have a haven in the mist of this street? It would take a miracle. Yet it would only take the hand of God.

I can’t wait to see it. I can imagine it now actually.

Here I am sitting in the apartment in downtown Omonia Square, Athens reveling in the sounds of a city alive. I’m not much for cities actually, but there is something alive about seeing clumps of people standing on corners buying things from the backs of trucks, talking in random languages, drinking coffee and just being. The huge masses of humanity make up a community. Yet this community is alive, and throbbing with the sense that at any moment something is possible. What an amazing thing really.

The week has been made up of outreaches on the streets overnight, pouring tea for refugees, strategic planning meetings and strolling. And the best of all was a conversation with Ella the Philippino cook a we cut potatoes for Persian Fellowship (an evangelical outreach to Persians).
“Why do we pray and then not enjoy what we receive in answer? “, she asked curiously.

Indeed, why do we?

So for now, I am going to just enjoy the answer.

Getting around Athens

2007-01-11T14:30:00.000-05:00

Like most bigger cities in Europe the mode of transportation in Athens seems often to be...riding motorbikes...walking...buses...walking....riding motorbikes...walking...

You get the picture.

I would love to say that I have been using motorbikes to get around Athens, but alas, I have been walking around town. It is a rather great way to run into the average person though, and it seems that I can see all kinds of nationalities along the way. Today I ran into a Lebanese gal, a Russian, a Ukranian, an Iraqi, an Afghani, a Greek older man, an American, an Irishman, and several others that I am afraid to say were just labeled 'others' in my mind.

This city has such a different flavor for me than anything in Russia, because within the small confines of Omonia Square it seems as if the world has come together to buy oranges. And I must say that I am loving the sent of cardamon on the air. It reminds me of these wild cookies that my sister gifted me with while in the Middle East.

So today I helped with refugees and am now preparing to head out with the team onto the darkened streets to meet and pray for men in prostitution.

Beauty from Ashes

2007-01-09T08:22:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I arrived in Athens, Greece. All around me was sunshine and beauty. Until I went downtown to Jasonis street. There I saw fear, darkness, dirt, brokenness, ashes. My heart ached as I prayed with others for the girls trapped in prostitution. Who are these girls? How did they get here? Is anyone hearing their cries?

"Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up Thy hand,

Do not forget the afflicted...

O Lord, Thou hast heard the desire of the humble;

Thou wilt strengthen their heart,

Thou wilt incline Thine ear

To vindicate the orphan and the oppressed,

That man who is of the earth may cause terror no more."

Psalm 10:17,18

So yes, someone does hear their cries. God hears. And He sends people to help...He sent us...me...

So I will go out and meet Oksana, who is from Voronezh and yet has lived in a life of prostitution in Athens, Greece since 1999. I will bring her hope and pray that God will bring her beauty from ashes.

Memory

2006-12-29T17:24:00.000-05:00

"I shall not leave too long a trace

In people's painless memory...

This ghost of life is hollow, false

And vague. What good is it for me?

So I exist within myself,

And if not-does i matter so

If someone still remembers you

Or has forgotten long ago?

A brief day or a century

In the same manner come and go...

There is no life in other's memory

It, like oblivion, is a shadow.

But here on this earth while my flesh

Can still alive and breathing be,

I have but one concern and care

That God will never forget me."

Zinaida Nikolayevna Hippius

1913-1925

St. Petersburg

Kabanchik

2006-11-22T08:25:00.000-05:00

Sasha Pojidaev is a great kid! And I love calling him by the nickname of Kabanchik which is a loving form for a Russian pumpkin...funny how things translate from language to language eh?

Anyway, just wanted to share the wealth of great photos of such a cutie!

Lost Coin and Seeing with New Eyes

2006-11-22T08:00:00.000-05:00

I've never been to Moldova. Until last week. You might ask why I went to Moldova? I went to encourage and support, which is one of my favorite reasons to visit a country!

Moldova is a country full of strong survivors. Although it would seem it is a rather forgotten country, as on maps it is always near the bottom corner...check it out sometime!

Lost Coin director Jennifer and I went to Moldova to participate in the first ever conference from an evangelical perspective on the issue of human traffiking and prostitution. Epidemically it would seem youn girls are being tricked, kidnapped and sold into prostitution from Moldova. The facts and figures showed that over half of the population was being forced into this form of slavery.

Just recently I finished reading a book called The Natashas. It is about this very issue, and although I would not recommend the book for the light of heart it was very powerful and challenging.

For me this all started with our visit in September to Greece and ministry to prostitutes in Athens with Lost Coin. And now as my heart is challenged it would seem that I am being constantly personally inspired to begin moving in the direction of helping, facilitating and whatnot. Who knows that it means really, but for now it means that I am able to help awareness about the issue.

The conference focused on the stories behind the issues, the bare economic facts and the call for evangelicals to be involved. The second day outlined the what to dos and how to start - just open your window and get busy with prevention awareness. How many youth leaders even think to warn their girls about the very real dangers in the country? How many are helping those truely at high risk? These were questions that challenged and helped Moldovan believers and non-believers to see how they could be involved.

I was priviledged to participate. I look forward with some trepidation to see what indeed God will do with me in this whole new field. But I know that His heart is broken over all these daughters of His in slavery.

Perspektiva and youth leaders

2006-11-22T07:28:00.000-05:00

When you have 25 youth leaders from Russia, Ukraine, Kazakhstan and Belarus all in the same room it can be crazy!

Just this past month our Perspektiva Training took place here in Moscow. Over the course of 8 intense days the students learned about writing a vision statement, putting together a team, listening to God's direction and a variety of other important lessons.

Living in various apartments, studying in a local seminary, eating 'home' cooked meals from our team members Lyba and Nastya meant that this Perspektiva had more of a relaxed atmosphere. But the key was not the external factors, but the internal connections it would seem.

Amazingly they were almost immediately a family. This group instantly connected and were already into deep dialogue and discussions before the end of the first day. How indeed should you get leaders involved in ministry? Should a teen be part of the leadership committee? Can you have valuable vision without experience? Etc!

Our team leader Lance said that in his opinion this really signified the growth of youth ministry in these countries, as the leaders were so one minded and like spirited that they instantly got along!

As a team we are excited to have all these students with us for 2 week periods over the next two years. We are indeed seeing the hand of God change youth ministry here at long last!

Maiya the Youth Leader

2006-11-07T11:44:00.000-05:00

There are a few people out there that just ooze an aura of fun - Maiya is one of those.

Everything she does has color and vibrancy.

And she loves youth!

This weekend I got to hang out with her a bit in her home away from home of St. Pete.

Over a salad and some tea we challenged each other on the issues of life, and discussed the psychoness of Russian drivers! Turns out that those in St. Pete are just as crazy as those in Moscow! Maiya just recently went through the mental frustrations of buying a Russian used car, getting technical documents, insurance and baptism by fire from the Road Police. But that is all a report for another day.

We had a great time and it was particularly rewarding to realize that she is going out and doing. She studied with our youth training course Perspektiva, and now is training others. And leading youth clubs! And supporting teenagers! And in general leading the life of a disciple.

Cool!

Travel Buddies

2006-11-07T11:21:00.000-05:00

Traveling is always more fun when done in twos! At least that is my opinion and the opinion of my Russian mobilization travel buddy Natasha K!

We just got back from a trip to St Petersburg where we were involved in a potential missionary training course. Around 25 potential Russian missionaries from all over participated in the 3 day seminars. We got to put on the face of short term trips!

Several of the students filled out applications hoping to follow God's call to the next place...where will that be? Our hope that as a result of our time there, they will hear the call and join us in Africa, Greece, Egypt, Vietnam...wherever!