Report 13 Wednesday 22 Oct 08
Well we got an early start by 9:30 this morning as we wanted to get to the
wholesale in good time to get some product for the poor ladies who come to
the meetings. Some are looking after aged parents some have children and no
husband and some have disabled children, both physically and mentally. We
thought it better to bring the product to the meeting room and have them
come there for it. While going for the product we stopped and sent my
reports on e-mail at Vadyms work, I still can't get the internet at our
apartment.
We then went and ordered winter boots for the orphanage and will get them
and deliver them tomorrow. We went to Vadym's apartment and had a snack
before going into the country to visit another orphanage in a rural town we
had never been to and were told of its need. The road for the last 40 kms
was the worst we have been on this trip; absolutely no way of avoiding the
chuck holes all over the road. We found the home and were greeted by lots of
kids, some obviously mentally challenged. The administrator was in Ivano,
where we had just come from but gave us permission to speak to the kids.
There were 80 in the home and most of them came we think. They were very
well behaved and I think we were appreciated by the staff who were there.
The lady who organized events invited us into he office and gave us tea and
nice dainties. We made our way back over the terrible road and headed to
Diana's for tea and a Bible study in her apartment. She is a sweet Christian
who is hepatitis C and not all that well. She had another lady and a young
university student there as well. After questioning each during the course
of the meeting, we believe each to be saved but were lacking assurance of
salvation. We think we were able to point them to the truth of security in
Christ. We challenged them about baptism and we feel that there may be one
before we leave. We headed home tired but rejoicing, got our own supper of
soup and salami sandwiches and now are heading for bed.
When it is well with thee, remember us! (It doesn't rhyme but you know what
I mean.) Malcolm
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