Report #14, Oct 23

Report 14 for Thursday 23 Oct 08

It looks like rain this morning and may well turn to snow, but not too
likely, they say. It rained on and off all day and was a lot colder.

We were hoping to take the winter shoes out to the orphanage today but the
wholesaler had a problem collecting enough shoes from all his little stores
around town. We decided to go and visit Natalia, the lady with MS and so
filled in the time waiting for the boot order by doing so. She is looking
much thinner but is the brightest person you could meet. She can only use
two fingers on one hand now, the others are paralyzed. We had a lovely visit
and poured in the gospel, just in case she is not saved but she says she is
ready to meet God.

We went to get propane for Vadym's car, it runs on both that and gas, but
the line up was so long and so slow. I said we wanted to go home instead and
we could try later. I had managed to buy another internet card and wanted to
try it. Well I tried it and it would not work either. It would come on and
go off. I was not very happy so gave up and got ready for meeting at 5pm.
The boots were ready at about 4 pm so we went and paid for them and packed
the car and then headed for meeting. There were less out tonight, only about
15 but we had a good meeting. After meeting we gave them the seeds Max had
sent, they go wild for them.

So now the fun started. We left the meeting and headed to Vadym's for
supper. About two blocks from his house we ran out of propane and it would
not run on gas, even though it showed on the gas gauge. Well we were right
on this narrow busy street and so Howard and I pushed the car on to a side
street. Vadym in the mean time had called a friend to come and bring gas and
his wife to come and get us. We left him with the car and went to his
apartment. He walked over and told us to have supper while he went to get
gas.

We had finished supper when he arrived because the gas would not work when
they put it in so his friend had to tow him to the outskirts of town to sit
in line and wait for the propane. And so goes Ukraine, nothing is easy.

While there, I hooked into his phone line and sent all my reports and read
my e-mails. We are now sure there is something wrong with the phone line in
our apartment.

All for now, God bless all who read this and pray for us and Ukraine.

Malcolm