A True River of Joy

I can't believe how quick we adjusted to Ukrainian time. We slept a few hours on the plane arriving around 1 o'clock in the afternoon. We were walking zombies or so it felt that way-- we were so tired. But we pressed along and did not sleep until almost 11 pm once the train was moving. We slept all night, woke up the next morning with everyone else and have been fine since.

The camp is going great. I wish I could say that I am doing a lot to help, but I am not. The men and women who came to serve are doing an amazing job with the children-- so we just watch-- and wipe a few tables-- and talk with the kids. Many of the children invited God into their hearts last night-- such a beautiful thing to witness.

Today I walked up the huge mountain I showed you pictures of. If it wasn't for Sasha's help I don't think I could have done it. He is so athletic... and so darn polite taking my hand-- as if I was his future mother in law or something. :) I so approve of this young man. But more about him later.

We went swimming in the river today-- what a treat.

So refreshing... fun... peaceful...

I imagined the whole family playing in it.

I have so much more to share...