Halaven Through Rick's Eyes
When we went out to Halaven, I knew our job was to interact with the kids. To sit next to them while they did the craft, listened to the story, and sang songs. So I sat next to a boy named Misha during the craft. I watched while he drew, and talked to him through an interpreter. When he was done, we thumb wrestled and I tried to think of ways to interact with a kid I need a translator to talk to.
At one point, I started to talk to another boy across the table and Misha took my hand and with his other hand started rubbing my arm. I don’t think he had ever felt a hairy arm before. Could it be that he had never had a man sit next to him and spend time with him? He just rubbed and rubbed my arm. When we left, my arm felt weird from having the hair rubbed the wrong way and my heart ached for this little boy. I am so thankful that the church in Chernigov will continue to go back week after week and share the gospel with Misha and the others.
“For He delivered us from the domain of darkness, and transferred us to the kingdom of His beloved Son, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.” Colossians 1:13-14
