…the importance of language…

Something has been really hammered into me lately: the importance of language.

I’ve been going with the Pratt boys to an English club on Wednesday nights, and I just went to the corresponding youth-group night on Saturday.  At the English club, kids come from all over the city to learn English just a little better, and then participate in a bi-lingual Bible study.  Very cool stuff.  I really enjoy that, and it helps me to learn Ukrainian.

Today, like I said, I attended the Saturday youth group… wow.  We played a couple of games for about an hour and a half, and then we had a Bible study… all in Ukrainian.  I felt so lost about half the time, and Alex (who was sitting next to me) couldn’t really translate fast enough to keep up with the study.  I realized that I was missing out on hearing what was really going on in the lives of the Ukrainians and that I couldn’t relate to them on a deeper level… at least, not without a translator.

I am studying Ukrainian, but situations like that make me want to study a lot harder, which is a good thing until I start to get perfectionism (please pray for me on that one).

I sooooo want to be able to communicate with these people well!  Jesus, please help me!

In awe of God’s righteousness…

Here’s an excerpt from my devotions this morning. Chew on this one for a while.

Psa 4:1 To the chief Musician on Neginoth, A Psalm of David.
Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness: thou hast enlarged me when I was in distress; have mercy upon me, and hear my prayer.

It was on the basis of the righteousness that God gives that David was able to approach Him. It was not on the account of righteousness that David had procured for himself.

This is one of the true majesties of God. Other beings are powerful (although none are as powerful as Him, as He created all beings), other beings can comfort or console, and other beings can reason or give advice; however, giving a man righteousness is one of those actions that only God can perform. Any attempt by any other being is useless.

Be in awe of God for this. Be thankful for this. Know that God loves you enough to give His Son for you. Take joy in that fact – you have been reconciled to God! He, Himself, has made the way for you, because you were powerless to do so.

Philippians 3:9, John 3:16, Romans 5:8-11

I just thought that might bless you guys.

Cell phone and camera…

Well… I’ve officially broke my cell phone and my camera. Please pray for replacements. I dropped my camera today, making the screen inoperable, and the cell phone I brought with me to use here has a problem with the operating system… it was an HTC MyTouch. Nice phone for the U.S…. bad idea to bring to Ukraine.

Right now, I’m borrowing a phone from the Pratts, and I can still use the camera… but I can’t see what I’m taking pictures of.

Apartment stuff and baseball…

I move into my apartment on Monday! I’m so excited. I’ve been living in a hostel across the street from the Pratts for a few weeks, and… basically, it’ll be really good to have my own space. I’m makin’ a list of stuff to buy for it (like sheets for my bed, blankets, pots/pans, pillows, cleaning supplies, laundry stuff, etc.) This is my first time doing this kinda thing, so I’m pretty stoked.

Today, Alex and Josh Pratt, Ryan and Eric Bellamy (a couple of missionary boys from Dnipropetrovs’k), and I went and played baseball with some other missionaries and Ukrainians from L’viv. The missionaries are hoping to use baseball as a ministry to reach Ukrainians and other people across Europe. If they can start a little league here in L’viv and get it going well, they could have the kids play in the European championship (the winner of which goes to the world championship in the U.S.A.).

Please be praying for that ministry. I’m not sure how involve I’ll be. My love for the Ol’ American Pastime is a measly 2 1/2 months old. It was about that much time ago that the Slacks (my Indiana family) taught me how to swing a bat and throw a ball, so I don’t have that much experience.

Jet-lag, Whirlwind Weekend, and a Place to Stay…

This has been a very fast-paced two weeks. After the worship conference, I got back to L’viv and had a small “church service” with the Pratt family in their house. We listened to a sermon by Charles Stanley. That was really encouraging for us (the Pratt family and myself). A lot of what Stanley was saying correlated with what I was reading in my devotions in Job. I’ve since moved on to the Psalms, but I had a really good time with Job.

I spent the week with the Pratts until Thursday, getting adjusted to jet-lag. During htat week, homesickness really hit me hard. Mike Pratt and I were out eating lunch together downtown once, and we started talking about home, and I couldn’t keep myself from crying. I’ve never felt this way during a trip that I can remember. I think it’s because I know that I’m not coming back for a long time.

After that, Alex, Josh and me were invited to help with a Volleyball Camp over the weekend outside of Kyiv, the capitol of Ukraine. After accepting the invitation, I got a phone call that told me I was going to be teaching a couple of Bible studies at the camp. That was an amazing opportunity. My topics were Salvation and Eternal Hope. We were at the camp from Friday through Sunday and took the overnight train back to L’viv, arriving on Monday.

On the train ride to Kyiv, I met a girl named Natalie. She’s from L’viv. We talked for a little while about different things. She spoke very good English, so that made it pretty easy. During the course of our conversation, I gave her this website’s address. She asked me why I was in Kyiv, and the more I explained, the more she had questions about God and the Bible. It’s funny that, once I got to explaining the Gospel, the train stopped and we had to get out. Please pray for her.

At the camp, the kids that were there were mostly teenagers from the village and orphans from the orphanage where the camp was. It was so much fun, despite temperatures of 90-100 degrees Fahrenheit. We survived by the Holy Spirit and drinking lots of water.

I only expected to teach twice, but I got to be in charge of several games and taught three different times (almost four, because we weren’t sure when or if the pastor on Sunday was going to be there). That was an awesome opportunity.

Please pray for the people of that village and orphanage. They don’t have a church there. There is a man that has a vision to do it, but there are circumstances preventing him right now. As of yet, this camp is their version of church. The Kyiv church is going to try to do it about every month. Please pray also for my involvement in that, as it is expensive for me to travel back and forth.

I immediately began again with the Pratts, looking for an apartment for me to live in. Some of that process was a little frustrating, but God had His plans. It was really cool, actually, how it worked out. Last week, I made an offer on one apartment, and the guy did not accept it, offering a lower price than what he said was non-negotiable. I called him back later, saying that I accepted the lower price, but he had talked to his wife, and the price was hiked back up.

On Tuesday, I was shown another apartment that really suited me, had almost twice the space, and had most of the same features for the price that I offered the first guy. What’s more is that I asked them to come down on the price, and they did. It’s actually a really hard time to buy an apartment for that size right now. A lot of students are moving back to the city, and they are snapping up all of the good deals, regardless of condition. It’s horrible here to try to live in the dorms of the colleges, so apartments are the best option for them.

I’ll be living pretty close to the Pratts, but also close enough to the city’s center to be able to interact with it.

I’m really excited about this. Thanks, God, for saving this one for me.