Tuesday, Feb 3, 2009Â Â Site KR 3 (Mark)
It is always nice to be remembered. When the director for “Care” Rehabilitation Center saw me, she was overjoyed that I had come back. We brought some pictures from the previous Global Aid Network trip and their was one girl in particular in one of the pictures that I asked her about. I remember this little girl well because I had held her in my lap. The director told me that she was no longer with them. She then began to tell me her story. Her mother had died and her father was an alcoholic. That was why she had been placed their before. The director told me that it is their desire that the children live with and be raised by their own parnets if changes can be made in the circumstance that caused the separation. Praise God. We should never forget that they are many children in these orphanages that have parents and because of economic and financial reaons cannot afford to take care of their own families. That is a burden too heavy to bear and manhy turn to alcohol and even suicide. Pray with us that they will find the one true hope, Jesus Christ.
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Feb 3, 2009 (Scotta)
This is my 5th trip to Siberia and second time to Krasnoyarsk. Each trip feels evern more special than the one before and each time to seem to sense the presence of God in a powerful way. This is the first time that I have even been involved in doing a skit. This drama is about a girl who starts out being brought to life in the garden. She sees everything as new and exciting. Then, one by one different temptations come into her life taking her further and further away from God. The temptations end with Satan handing her a gun and whispering in her ear. As she contemplates killing herself, she remembers Jesus and runs to him but all the temptations are holding her back but this time she is trying to get away from them. In the end, she drops to her knees and prays, she cries out for Jesus and he saves her.Â
For me, this is my story, so each time I remember afresh the saving GRACE of Jesus Christ. Doing this in front of others, though, has impacted me in such an incredible way. I see their faces. Some older people are crying, some are applauding that Jesus is the victory and some (especially teenagers) seem to know the story all too well. Once again I realize that we are all the same. Whether in America or Siberia, we all struggle with the same issues and all desperately need the saving grace of Jesus. It is my prayer that the story told in this drama will encourage these children and adults to reach out to Jesus. I feel honored and priviledged to be a part of this program and pray that God will use us in a mighty way all to his glory.
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Tuesday, Feb. 3, 2009Â Â Â (Zemfira)
Chris called me to help him with translation. He was sitting in an armchair beside Valentina with his hand on her shoulders. Valentina is 84, her body is very weak, she is a woman of a very small size, her sight is bad. Her only one son lives 1000 km from Krasnoyarsk. He is lack of job and money and can’t come to see her. She doesn’t go out for a walk and always stays inside. She is indifferent to her clothes, her look, other things and people because nobody comes to visit her and to talk to her. She feels alone and neglected. She was thankful to Chris for his paying attention to her, for his wish to talk to her and to sit near. In his face and eyes I could see the same love he had shown in the performance. Unfortunately, this moment was very short and we were called to go upstairs.
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Our first site on the second day was to the Boarding Home #1 for elderly and invalids. We first prevented our program including dramatic skit, to the residents who were able to gather in a large auditorium.
We then split off into our small groups to go to various other smaller tathering places. Here there were only a small group, maybe a dozen. I felt drawn to an elderly woman whose deeply lined face spoke of many years of pain, suffering,  deprivation, & sorrow. I reached for her hand, she clasped it almost eagerly, first with one hand, then the other. She spoke to me in Russian of who knows what since I did not have an interpreter close by. She continued speaking to me, even though I had told her (in English) that I did not understand. She moved over slightly on her wooden chair and patted it in invitation. I sat with her and placed my arm around her and patted her gently on the shoulder. We sat there like this approximately 30-45 minutes.Â
Afterward, I was able to get Zemfira, our small group translator, to help me, as she was once again talking to me. Her name is Valentino, she has a son who lives 1000 kilometers away, he is unemployed and does not have the money to come visit her. In fact, she has never had a visitor while she has been here.   I like to think God allowed, even ordained, me to come into this woman’s life and she feel the arm of Jesus around her and find comfort in these latter years.
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Wednesday, Feb 4, 2009Â Â Site - “Spring” Center of Social Help (Jim)
Prior to coming on this trip, I decided to bring new linen handkerchiefs for my gifts to the elderly. My wife, as wives are sometimes prone to do, pointed out to me that handkerchiefs are unsanitary. But I brought them anyway. This morning an elderly man began to cry and pulled from his pocket an old gray rag to dry his tears. I went to sit with him and presented him with a brand new white handkerchief. You would thought it was Christmas!!
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Wednesday KR 4 (Ann)
The bus ride to the village was not terribly long. The scenery was beautiful–large, flat expanses of white landscape broken up by small copses of snow-covered trees. The village, when it appeared, was charming with quaint, wooden homes covered with tin roofs. Smoke spiraled from each chimney into the sky. Soon the bus halted in front of a dismal white brick building. The structures around it were equally as depressing, but I caught a glimpse of a wide river with low, white mountains beyond it. When I looked up to the second floor of the orphanage, I saw the delightful faces of children peering anxiously down at the bus. We waved, and they all smiled brightly.Â
Today I had a special surprise at this orphanage. As our group gathered to see a presentation by some of the children, I noticed a girl whom I had met on a previous trip to Krasnoyarsk. Last year in Divnogorsk, we visited a children’s home where this girl had lived. After the program, Veronika hurried over to me to ask if I remembered her. Of course, I remembered her, and I remembered that at our last meeting she told me that she had decided to follow Jesus.Â
I wanted to talk more with Veronika, but unfortunately, there was little time before we needed to break into small groups. I was sad that Veronika could not be in my group. After our small group meeting, I looked for her, and finally she reappeared. We embraced, and I took her aside to talk. I hoped to learn how she had come to live in this new place and how she has been doing over the last year. She told me that her previous orphanage had been closed due to the poor condition of the building. I asked her how she has been doing in school, and she said she is studying hard and receiving good grades. Veronika is 15 years old, and she would like to be a hairdresser when she is finished with school. I asked her if she has been living well for Jesus since I last saw her, and she replied that she is doing so. She also told me that she doesn’t have many friends at this new home. I told her that I would pray for her to have new friends, and I encouraged her to do well in school and to use her hairdressing skills for Jesus. After more hugs and kisses, it was time to go. Reluctantly, we parted, but I know that God will continue to work in her life to fulfill his good plan and purpose for her.
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Wednesday, Feb 4, 2009Â Site 4 (Betty)
“Spring” Center for Elderly & Invalids.
Four of us with an interpreter visited several rooms. Some with 2 women in a room or 2 men in a room. Out third room had 4 Christian women in it. They prayed the prayer of confession out loud with us and reconfirmed their faith in the Lord.
Later, I returned to the room with my large inflated ball and threw it at them. (3 ladies sitting onthe edge of their beds and one lying down in it) Everyone caught and threw the ball. The aid was surprised to see all the ladies laughing and playing with the ball. The ladies were so happy that a clown would stop and play with them.
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Wednesday KR 3 (Andrea)
During the gospel bead explanation at site KR3, there were a few younger boys that were rowdy, so I suggested and encouraged the youngest little boy to sit on may lap. He was 5 or 6 years old. While he was sitting on my lap he was very attentive to what was being said. I pointed to the colors on his bracelet as each color was being explained. At the end of our time at the site, the little boy gave me a big hug. The group of children we were with had not been in the childres’s home for very long. I enjoyed seeing their enthusiasm considering that they had gone through so many hardtimes.