English Clubs and Classes

Through the winter and spring months this past year we have been thankful to be involved in many different English clubs and classes.  Two of the English clubs and one class are held in the nearby city of Beregszasz.  One afternoon/evening a week we spent in the city teaching a university class at the local Rakoczi Ferenc Hungarian College and holding a children’s English club and an evening English club for teenagers and adults.  The children’s club is focused more on English learning using games, crafts, and activities.  The adult club is focused on a weekly topic that we discuss.  The college class is also centered around a weekly topic of the English language or American culture.  It was a rewarding experience to get to know so many people through these weekly meetings.  The classes gave us an opportunity to invite the students to other events.  Many of the university students would later accept our invitation and join us in the late spring for a Bible retreat weekend in the mountains.

We also enjoyed teaching English in our home village of Peterfalva.  We conducted English classes at the local Hungarian Reformed boarding school on a weekly basis.  Most classes took place at the school learning about English through a variety of ways and methods.  Classes often involved games, songs, and activities.

One particular English class the Stacey and I reflected fondly on was one afternoon, when students came to our house to learn about American style pancakes and maple syrup.  Pancakes are different in Europe.  They are not the thick fluffy pancakes that dot the breakfast tables and cafes across North America.  On the contrary, a European pancake is thin, cooked without a rising agent and is then rolled into a burrito shape with its delicious ingredients inside.  In Hungarian cuisine pancakes are filled with chocolate, jams, or a type of local cheese curds.  However, I have had similar pancakes in the Netherlands that were variety and could be filled with cheese and ham. Most people in Eastern Europe have never seen or tasted North American style pancakes covered in such a delicacy as maple syrup.  We had brought a small bottle of maple syrup with us which we shared with the students and taught them about where the syrup comes from and how it is harvested.  Stacey crushed up chocolate bars and showed the students how to make pancakes.  Chocolate chip pancakes with maple syrup was enjoyed by all. 

This past spring Stacey also began to organize an adult English club out of our home for our neighbors.  Not just young students, but also many middle-aged people are interested in learning English.  On a trip to the pharmacy one day, Stacey was approached by a local pharmacist about starting an English club in the village that could meet on a weekly basis.  A dedicated group of neighbors came throughout the spring for evening English lessons from Stacey and it was a very good way to get in closer contact with our neighbors. 

Dordt College Visit

Corn dominates the landscape of much of Iowa.  This is undeniable.  I have heard many people complain about a drive across Iowa, grumbling about the miles of nothingness but corn and soybean fields, discontent and bored for each of the 306 miles it takes to drive across Iowa on Interstate 80. Lacking oceans and mountains many people view traveling through Iowa as an unfortunate necessity to endure as they pass by on their way to somewhere they think worthier of their time.  I have never understood this. I love the state of Iowa and its surreal beauty of rolling green hills and big skies.  I look forward each and every time to any opportunity to visit Iowa. I have many times in my life championed Iowa to fellow travelers as a place of great beauty and charm filled with interesting Midwestern small towns. Iowa is an agriculture paradise dotted with historical family farms and century old picturesque barns. In some ways, Iowa reminds me also of Ukraine.  Rising and falling hills of crops dominate the skyline of Ukraine much like they do Iowa. Located in Northwestern Iowa in the small hamlet of Sioux Center is my Alma mater, Dordt College, a small Christian College of Reformed heritage named after the Cannons of Dort, a statement of Faith signed many years ago in the Dutch city of Dordrecht.

I was excited this past May to get a visit in Ukraine from two professors from Dordt College who were leading a group of students on a research project in Ukraine.  Professor Mark McCarthy and Professor Mark Christians took a group of students to study life, culture and social issues of Ukraine.  The research project was based on interviews done by a separate research group years ago.  The group was made up of three Dordt students plus eight other students from different universities from across the country. I was asked if I could help them organize a trip to Ukraine to see both the country and its people.  I enjoyed working them and getting to know the students taking part in this research program.  It was a pleasure to show them around western Ukraine and for us to have interaction with these students.


Bible Retreat Weekend

The weekend of May 5-7 we traveled to the beautiful Carpathian Mountains of western Ukraine with 48 young adults and university students for a weekend of Bible study, prayer, singing, fellowship, and hiking. This was the third annual weekend Bible retreat we have conducted through a grant from the Zondervan Foundation.

For much of the world, May 1 is Labor Day.  This was an important socialist holiday across Eastern Europe and the Communist bloc. May 9 is Victory Day, commemorating the end of WWII. The week and weekends that these days fall on are spring holidays from school for students and therefore, an ideal time to attract students to come for a weekend away to the mountains. The heart of spring is a lovely time to spend in God’s creation among the vibrant spring flowers and landscapes of the Carpathian Mountains. We have been encouraged by the number of students who have returned from previous years and it has also been wonderful to see new faces this year. Many of the students are young adults who we regularly see and have spent time with in English camps, English classes, and Bible studies. This weekend is a unique opportunity to reinforce and grow in our relationships with them. However, many are students we do not know, and it is an excellent occasion to meet and form new relationships with them.  We praise God for the hints of change we can see in their lives and we pray for the Holy Spirit to continue to work in their lives and change their hearts.

Possibly the biggest surprise for us in organizing this weekend is the diversity of those attending. Originally, when the retreat weekend was still nothing but an idea, we thought it would be attended only by Hungarian university students who are among the Hungarian minority populations of western Ukraine. God has blessed the Bible retreats the past three years in ways that we could not imagine.  One of them being the great diversity of the students.  The majority remain minority Hungarian students of Transcarpathia, Ukraine.  However, we also welcomed six Nigerian students who are in western Ukraine attending medical school, two German students volunteering in western Ukraine with a German organization, and six Ukrainian students from Kyiv brought by three Navigator missionaries.  The Navigators are a U.S. based mission organization with a ministry in Kyiv and we have been blessed to partner with the Navigators for the past three years. This year three Navigator missionaries brought a group of six young adults and joined us for the Bible retreat and served as small group leaders. This was a small foretaste of what heaven would be like with so many people from so many different cultures and walks of life joining together to praise God and study the Bible. Using English as a common language, it was remarkable to study the Bible and praise and glorify God among such a diverse group of believers.

We broke up into four small groups for the weekend and had morning and evening sessions studying the Trinity.  We studied and discussed God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit.  We hope and pray that the discussions and Bible studies on the three Persons of the Trinity encouraged the faith and understanding of the attendees and for those who are not Christians that it would show them who God is and why we need Jesus as our Lord and Savior. We pray that the Good News of Jesus Christ and the Gospel were faithfully proclaimed and we hope and pray that the seeds that were planted in open hearts and minds will continue to grow and flourish.

If for some the message of the Gospel and Christ’s redemptive sacrifice on the cross was something they had never heard. We hope that this weekend was an encouragement to all and a calling to all to give their lives to Jesus Christ.

Photo Credit: Maksym Diachenko

Roma Kindergarten Outreach

DSC_1128Working among the Roma, more commonly known around the world by the misnomer, Gyspy, brings both joys and frustrations. Often times we find ourselves frustrated with feelings that are far from Christ-like; judgmental and exasperated, annoyed or even angry. Many times, in a week, sometimes several times a day, Roma come to our door asking for money or food. Some have let themselves into our house uninvited. Then there is also theft. This past February, a bag of chicken that I had placed outside to thaw was taken from our front porch. Apart from feeling frustration towards these people who ask with such a demeanor that can be perceived as entitlement, there is also in us a sense of helplessness at the overwhelming neediness that these people possess.  We are often left feeling lost as to the best way to help them.  It raises many questions: How can we help the Roma without hurting them? How can we minister to their seemingly insurmountable needs, both physical and spiritual? Is true change possible for them? Sometimes in frustration I even wonder, is this possible?  How can you help someone change their habits and their life when it seems the entirety of society and culture is against them? Sometimes Roma come and beg for handouts while seeming totally unwilling to take personal responsibility to alter their predicament.  Can the Roma rise above their current poverty when it often appears that history, prejudices, racism, and stereotypes are stacked against them?  Some Roma do. Why don’t the majority?  Incidences such as begging and theft can leave a disagreeable taste in one’s mouth, and cause a sort of ungraciousness, bitterness, and an attitude of indifference to well up in us.  We need reminding that the Roma are image bearers of their Creator, just as we are, and no less so.  Their most basic need is also ours.  They stand in need of Christ and His redemptive work on the cross on their behalf, just as we do.  No amount of money, aid, or welfare is going to change their situation.  Only Christ can change the Roma, as only Christ can change us.  Both a humbling and infinitely hopeful thought! DSC_1042

Only Christ can change the lives of the Roma giving them hope, not only for today, but for eternity as well, yet how will this happen if they don’t know and believe in Jesus? I am reminded of Paul’s words in Romans 10:14-15.  The local church in the last decade has begun many ministries towards the Roma.  Some have succeeded, others have not.  Many in the local community have a heart for the Roma, while many others look upon the Roma with scorn.  The success of these ministries often seems to wax and wane.  One such ministry near us is a local Reformed Roma kindergarten and Christian after school center.  Young children come in the morning for kindergarten, and older students come after school for help with reading and school work.  Most Roma are illiterate and most do not go to school.  Those who do go to school, go inconsistently.  Percentage wise there is a very small amount of Roma children out of the total population who are coming for the kindergarten and after school program.  DSC_1135

It has been a blessing to us to be able to go to partner with this local outreach in a few different ways. Once a week we go with students from the local Peterfalva Reformed high school to lead a Bible lesson and prayer, singing and a Bible memory verse, activities and crafts. Our team includes Eric and myself, as well as 7-10 high school students. Interest was high among the students in the Reformed High school and we had to divide the 30 or so students into four different teams to take turns going.  About 20-25 Roma children wait eagerly for us to arrive. Students take turns leading the Bible story followed by a couple of questions as to what the story teaches us. The children are eager to recite the Bible memory verse and to answer the questions. To see our students from the high school bending near to these little ones, intently speaking or listening to the Roma children is really beautiful to see, and a sweet reminder of what it can mean to be the hands and feet of Jesus.  DSC_1158DSC_0893

We hope that the time spent together can help to bridge the gap between the different cultures and societies.  We hope the Roma children will hear the Word of God through this program, but we also hope that the Hungarian students who come with us will see the Roma children, who, though often dirty and shouting, are children of God made in His image.  We hope and pray that God will lead these students who go with us into lives of loving their neighbors and that they will see the Roma with new eyes, and a mission field, if you will, right in their own neighborhood. Please visit the photo gallery for more photos.    DSC_0868

Spiritual Retreat Weekend


Weekends in the mountains are often refreshing and renewing for the soul and the body.  Cool and fresh mornings and brisk mountain air are invigorating.  The Carpathian Mountains are a perfect place abounding in the natural beauty of God’s creation to spend a weekend to slow down and spend time in God’s Word with a group of young adults.  After a busy past month, a weekend away for a spiritual retreat with university students was an absolutely wonderful break from the schedule.  We have been given a grant from the Zondervan Foundation to conduct a couple of Bible Retreat weekends this spring.  We are planning a much larger weekend for May with many students, but this past weekend focused on a smaller more intimate setting with a small group of students who were wanting to spend time in Bible study, discussion, prayer and singing.

Unfortunately, three students had to back out at the last moment due to a death in the family and some issues at school.  In the last moments, I searched for people to take their place.  I found one local student and then contacted two medical students from Nigeria who I had met last year, who live two hours from us and study here in Ukraine.  They were not able to come, but they told me they had two friends who might be interested.  I assumed these two friends were living locally.  To my surprise, I received a call late in the night from one of the two girls.  They were not at all living in the local Transcarpathian area, but instead living in Ternopil, a city 7 hours by train to the east of us.  They were so excited to come that they left five hours later at 3am in the morning in order to travel seven hours in a train to join us for the weekend.  These two young ladies were very strong and committed in their faith and very articulate about their faith in Jesus. They were a blessed addition to our weekend.  It was also good for the local Hungarian and Ukrainian students to mingle and worship with Christians from a different continent.


On a side note:  Ukraine is full of Nigerian students who have come to Ukraine, learned Russian and study medicine in Ukrainian universities.  One of the girls who joined us will be a doctor in less than two months.  Most of these Nigerian students are also Christians.  They originally studied in eastern Ukraine in Luhansk and Donetsk.  In the last years when war erupted in the far eastern regions of Ukraine these Nigerian students found themselves in the middle of a war zone.  Faith and Deborah, the two girls we met this past weekend, told us stories of having to lie on the floor of their apartment to avoid bullets and shrapnel, of walking in the streets around dead bodies, of friends dying, and stories of other Nigerians who were kidnapped by rebels.  One of the other students asked why they didn’t just leave.  They replied that it was very difficult and dangerous to leave.  If you went to the train station or bus station you risked death or kidnapping from the hands of rebels who patrolled and waited by exit points. Many Nigerians have in the last couple of years now been relocated near us in western Ukraine and they have started vibrant Christian churches among African students and Ukrainians.  How amazing are the mysterious ways of God that he is using African Christians to start churches, proclaim His Word and spread the Gospel across Ukraine, even in the war zones of eastern Ukraine!  Until last year, we were unaware of the vast number of African Christians that have been arriving in western Ukraine.  We have been blessed and encouraged to now call some of them friends and brothers and sisters in Christ.            DSC_0270We spent the weekend at a hotel on the edge of a mountain.  A forest lay behind it with a series of waterfalls and a flowing stream descending down into the hotel complex. The hotel was on the grounds of what appeared to be an old camp.  There was an abandoned pool, old outdoor weight lifting equipment, and a few random Soviet era statues of children eerily looking over the place.  The statues of children appeared to be very similar to statues I have seen elsewhere in Ukraine at an abandoned Pioneer camp.  DSC_0242This led Stacey and I to believe that the hotel was on the complex of an old Soviet Communist Pioneer camp.  The Pioneers were the communist version to American Boy Scouts.


The theme of the Spiritual Retreat weekend was twofold. First, to find joy in our lives through Jesus Christ and not through vainly searching for joy through material goods or earthly things that will always leave us unsatisfied.  And secondly, when we have joy in our lives and faith in God, what is expected of us?  How are we to love God with all of our heart, soul, mind, and strength, and to love our neighbor as ourselves?  We took an in depth look at the Parable of the Good Samaritan discussing questions and observations from Tim Keller in his book, “Ministries of Mercy”.  Concluding with a challenge to the students to let their light shine for Christ, as it says in Philippians 2:15, “so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe. “ DSC_0223

We were continually amazed at the richness of God’s grace throughout this weekend.  Although it got off to a shaky start with a number of students having to cancel because of a death in the family and school problems, we can see that God was at work.  We had a wonderful and blessed weekend and we praise God for the Christian fellowship and encouragement, and being in the Word and praying together.  Thanks again to the Zondervan Foundation for their support for such weekends.

If you are interested in reading more about the Pioneers.  Here is an interesting link. http://russiapedia.rt.com/of-russian-origin/pioneers/

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God’s Promise


Last June outside the village of Batar, a neighboring village of Peterfalva, this beautiful scene unexpectedly emerged.  The wheat in middle June beginning to turn golden for harvest, illuminated by the descending early evening sun. The dark clouds of an approaching summer thunderstorm.  Falling rain in the distance giving the rising Carpathian Mountains a surreal deep sea blue color.  Cutting through this creational portrait, a rainbow representing the God’s long ago promise to Noah to never destroy the earth by flood again.  The beauty of God’s creation never grows old; it never grows tiring to take time out of busy day to gaze upon the majesty of God’s creation.  This scene was particularly fitting for Ukraine.  The yellow and blue flag of Ukraine represents a wheat field under a brilliant blue sky not so unlike this particular image.  The rainbow not only reminded me of God’s promise not to destroy the earth by flood, but it also reminds me of all of God’s promises.  Promises to never leave or forsake us if we believe in Him and put our trust in Him; a promise Ukraine and this whole world needs to be daily reminded of.

Vachartyan and Vorosmart Camps


A cozy and quiet village outside of Budapest and near the famed Danube bend is the next stop of our English camp and outreach summer programs.  For the 8th summer in a row we have been working with Barnabas and Livia Geregly at their church in Vachartyan, Hungary in organizing a summer outreach English camp.  We are blessed to call Barnabas and Livia our dear friends.  They have been an incredible example to Stacey and I by their faith in Jesus, their devotion in marriage to one another, in raising their children, and by their dedication in sharing the Gospel with their neighbors and community.  Every summer around 50 students, ages 13-22, come for this week-long event.  Students come from 9am-4pm for English lessons, devotions and prayer, singing, games and lunch.  We love to see many familiar faces of both students and local volunteers year after year when we come to Vachartyan.  It has also been rewarding to see a number of young people who came to the camp as students who are now coming back as volunteers and helpers.  This past August two young people full of faith and love for the Lord were united in marriage after meeting in this camp four or five years ago.  What a blessing to see how God works. In both Tiszaujvaros and Vachartyan, Stacey and I are encouraged to work with local pastors who serve their communities and churches by making youth groups that we hope and pray many of the students will become a part of after the summer camp ends.  6.DSC_0565We were joined in our teaching team by David and Grace McBrier, missionaries from the nearby city of Vac, and Alexandra Krizsan, a friend and current university student.  Stacey had returned to the U.S. for the last two months of the pregnancy to await Hans’ arrival; we missed her a great deal this past summer.  I left part way through the Vachartyan camp to join her for Hans’ birth.

The last camp of the summer took place in a Hungarian village in the region of Slavonia in north eastern Croatia.  This camp is not an English camp, but rather a VBS camp.  I had to leave before the start of this camp for the birth of Hans so this camp was done without us.  We missed being there, but we were very proud of the group of university students who help us in many camps who led the camp without us.  By all accounts they did a marvelous job of leading devotions and prayer, small group discussions, games, crafts, and activities.  We are very excited to return next summer. Here is a link to more photos from these camps.  http://iccdabroad.org/photo-galleries/vachartyan-and-vorosmart-camps-2/


Nagybereg and Tiszaujvaros English Camps


Camps continue into the summer.  Each camp, a new location, a new setting, and a new opportunity to help students learn English and more importantly, each camp opens a door to share the Gospel.  Following the two-week camp in Peterfalva, we moved on to a second Reformed High School here in Transcarpathia, Ukraine, in the village of Nagybereg.  This camp is one week long and, because we do not organize this camp, we only have a teaching role, it allows us a little rest after the two week Peterfalva camp.  We are thankful for this opportunity to spend a week in Nagybereg and we enjoy getting to know both the students and staff at this school.  This camp was attended by about 100 students.  We enjoyed working with the staff at the Nagybereg Reformed High School and were thankful to God for the collection of volunteer teachers who came together to put this camp on.


David Guba with Nagybereg Students

Following the Nagybereg camp we took our volunteers (who consisted at this point of Dylan, David Guba – who had joined from Canada and helped us in three camps, and Bogi and Csilla, two local university students) to Slovakia for a one day site seeing trip to the mountains.  Our next camp was in Tiszaujvaros, Hungary.  This was our second year conducting a camp with the Tiszaujvaros Hungarian Reformed Church.  We became acquainted with the church in the winter of 2015 after our van broke down on the highway near the church.  The pastors of this congregations quickly came to our aid and put us up for the night.  We are thankful to God for the friendship we share with the pastors and members of this church.  Now for a second summer in a row we praise God that we could hold a summer English and Outreach camp on the grounds of the church.  We hope and pray that through the devotions and worship and by faithfully setting a Christ-like example to the teenage students that the Holy Spirit can use these humble efforts to encourage the seed of faith to grow and flourish.  From 9am-3pm, 20-25 students from the community attended this week-long camp for English lessons, devotions and singing, games and activities, and lunch. Here is a link to more photos from these two camps.  http://iccdabroad.org/photo-galleries/nagybereg-and-tiszaujvaros-english-camps/


Dylan Lundberg and Csilla Kodobocz leading devotions for students in Tiszaujvaros, Hungary


Nagybereg Reformed High School students during afternoon free time. Nagybereg, Ukraine



How does a person define home?  This is a fundamental question with an answer that can be easy for some.  But for others, the answer is elusive, sought after and never found even after a life time of wandering and searching.  Where are you from?  This is an introduction question and probably one of the most commonly asked question around the world every day.  Is the answer to this question and the definition of home one in the same?  “Where are you from?”  is one of the most common questions we are asked.  I normally answer the question with Northern Michigan, not my birth place but where I spent my formidable years and the majority of my youth, and where my parents still live.  Stacey without hesitation answers the same question with Eastern North Carolina despite the fact that she was born and raised until age of 13 in British Columbia, Canada.  Hans, will likely have a much harder time articulating an easy answer to this question; it remains to be seen how he will respond to this simple yet fascinating question.

Where is your home?  This is a substantially more difficult question to answer and takes us back to the underlining question: How does a person define home?  Is home where you are currently living?  Is home where you are “from”?  Is home where you spend most of your time?  Is home reserved for describing your native homeland?  Is home the culture you were raised in?   Not even passports and citizenship can completely help define this, as both Stacey and Hans and millions of other around the world are dual citizens.  When asked where our home is we typically respond that we have three homes.  One in Peterfalva, Ukraine, the village in western Ukraine where we spend the majority of our time, and a place where we feel very at home.  Two, in eastern North Carolina where we spend the majority of our time while in the U.S. working and living, and where our home church is as well as many friends and family.  Three, in Michigan, the land of my birth and a place we still spend time with family and friends.

For the majority of people who we live and work with in Transcarpathia, Ukraine, this is a question for them on a much larger, serious, and darker historical scale.  Transcarpathia is a very rural cosmopolitan place.  Cosmopolitan seems to be a word mostly used to describe big cities, places like New York or London where hundreds if not thousands of different nationalities live.  But it is a word that I think perfectly describes Transcarpathia, which has been historically and/or currently populated by Hungarians, Roma, Ukrainians, Rusyns, Slovaks, Russians, Jews, Czechs, Romanians, Germans, Poles among others.  Transcarpathia, historically has been Hungarian, yet in the past 100 years it has belonged to the Austrian-Hungarian Habsburg empire, Czechoslovakia, Hungary, The Soviet Union, and Ukraine.  Many nationalities ruled by many different governments has left Transcarpathia with a tragic history, and yet such a fascinatingly rich heritage and interesting history infused by so many people groups who have called these lands home.  I find that few places in Europe, if any, can match the level of intrigue that Transcarpathia possesses.

The definition of home remains a serious question for so many here in Transcarpathia.  When our Hungarian friends travel abroad they are often met with confused looks from people they encounter when they try to explain why they are “from” Ukraine but they are Hungarian.  Ever changing borders over the past century have been redrawn time and time again by which ever particular world power who for at the moment possessed the upper hand.  These fluid borders over the past century have resulted in villages of ethnic Hungarians living next to villages of Ukrainians and Rusyns living out century old traditions of their heritage.

Recent fighting and conflict in Eastern Ukraine and economic turmoil throughout Ukraine in the last years has ceased being current affairs in the mass Western media, but despite the complete failure of Western main stream media to report accurately on global affairs these events have not yet to become history.  Conflict in the east of Ukraine and economic hardships remain very realistic and raw current events.

Many people here in Transcarpathia, including many Hungarians have been leaving while more and more Ukrainians (some from eastern Ukraine) are moving in and replacing them. Even today with a relatively long stretch of continual nationhood (Ukraine has now existed for 25 years, marking the second longest tenure of any government ruling Transcarpathia in the past century) and unchanging borders, the ethnic situation of Transcarpathia continues to remain fluid and changing.  Hungarians of Transcarpathia (as well as Ukrainians) including many people we know here in Transcarpathia, Ukraine have joined a mass exodus of people who have left in the hopes of finding work and financial security in other parts of Europe. Most commonly Hungary, but they have also become factory workers in the Czech Republic, farm hands in Holland, hotel maids in England, construction workers in Germany and even some who have reached as distant lands as Canada.

Many people in Transcarpathia and the expanse of Ukraine have joined the masses of Syrians fleeing Middle East wars, Mexicans immigrating to the U.S., and many other people around the world who are part of a current global mass of shifting populations.  They have joined those who preceded them who passed through Elis Island, New York, and those who have immigrated to Canada in the past century and a half, or many others who have traded one culture for another fleeing wars and persecution.  They now join those who struggle with the definition of the word home. Despite the shifting populations around the world we are left with the call of the Great Commission to make disciples of all nations (Matthew 28:16-20), and to love the Lord our God … and our neighbor as ourselves (Luke 10:27).  This applies to us no matter where we live and no matter who are neighbor is.

There is a familiar phrase: Home is where the heart is.  This phrase is maybe overused, over simplified and cliché.  But many things are cliché for a reason, because there is an element of truth to it.  With a loving family, friends, and a church community home can be by one definition, where the heart is. Is home a place where you lay your head at night, or is home where your heart is, or is home a cultural identity, or is home a homeland of sort? Maybe the question of where is home or the question or the definition of home are not really meant to be answered from an earthly perspective.  As Christians, life on this earth is temporary, here today and gone tomorrow. Our lives are but a blink of an eye on the pages of history while we wait for our true home, our heavenly home with Jesus Christ.  We are citizens of heaven eagerly waiting to be united with Christ in our heavenly home.  As the Apostle Paul wrote in Philippians 3:20-21, “But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, who, by the power that enables him to bring everything under his control, will transform our lowly bodies so that they will be like his glorious body.”



Years ago, while a student at Dordt College, an assignment for a history class was to watch the 1965 film, Dr. Zhivago.  For years, details of the story-line and themes of the movie were nothing but a disjointed collage of movie scenes.  The only lasting memory I had from the movie were the winter scenes portraying the Russian winter to be bitterly and relentlessly cold.  I can’t even remember what these movie scenes were about other than that the characters wore fur coats and hats, the men had frozen mustaches, and everyone looked terribly cold while traveling about in snowy and frozen landscapes.

We are often asked what winter is like in Ukraine.  Ukraine with a long and shared history with Russia leaves the impression for many that winters must be harsh and unbearable.  Winters in Ukraine in general fall short in comparison to a Russian or Siberian winter.  However, the winters here in Ukraine are still very comparable to winters in the Midwest region of the United States.  We have seen nights get down to zero Fahrenheit and below.  Daytime highs have only rarely reached the low 30’s and winds have been bitter.  We have been greeted upon our return to Ukraine with one of the colder winters they have seen in some years.  The nearby mountains are covered in snow. Snow is abundant everywhere and roads have been covered with ice and frozen ridges of snow.  Sidewalks and road edges are most treacherous of all with a solid layer of ice inches thick.  The cold weather and ice have made it difficult to get around and has certainly left us a bit more home bound than we would prefer.


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Days are short as darkness descends by 4p.m. leaving the impression that everyone hibernates in the evening.  Despite this, the winter is lovely in its own way, and a beautiful aspect of God’s creation.  While waiting for spring, we have appreciated winter and are thankful for a warm house and a hot cup of tea.