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Who is worthy?

This morning I took some personal time after finishing my devotional to worship. I have some songs on my youtube channel that I like to listen to from time to time. While listening to "Is He Worthy" by Andrew Peterson, tears welled up in my … [Read more]

Donetsk… 9 years ago

As a missionary I am used to living in different cities, countries.  In early 2010 I found myself in an uncomfortable place. A broken engagement in 2009 left me broken. I wasn’t even sure that the mission organization I was attached to would … [Read more]


All of us have stories to tell... about our lives, circumstances we may find ourselves in, or even simply what was done that day. As a journalism student I was taught to listen, but in our busy lives today, I think too often when we talk with … [Read more]

PostScript: Displaced

Whenever one reflects back on life lived, there are significant events that have transpired that impact or change that life. That has happened for me numerous times. When I left Donetsk in April 2014, I really thought I would return in a couple … [Read more]


Early on April 14, 2014, I went to the garage and got my car. I had packed several suitcases with clothes to take with me for my "two week" journey. I loaded up the car, went back upstairs, turned off all the water and gas in the apartment and … [Read more]

April 12, 2014

Five years ago today, a Saturday, I got up early so that I could travel to a city then called Dzerzhinsk (it is now called Toretsk). The pastor of the local church had invited me to attend a puppet show for special needs children in the … [Read more]

The Roar

I spent the last two days in the Donetsk region. On my drive from Kharkov to Bakhmut, I passed an area that was heavily bombed in the early days of the war. Then, I drove on down to Bakhmut (formerly Artyomovsk) for a couple of meetings. It is a … [Read more]


I woke up early on Monday, April 7, 2014. I got dressed and decided to see what had happened during the previous evening. I had heard the noise coming from the regional administration building during the night, so I knew something had … [Read more]

Upside Down

This day 5 years ago started like most early spring days. It was a Sunday. The sun was bright, yet the city was on edge. For weeks, every Saturday and Sunday, protestors from around the region (and probably from outside the country) poured … [Read more]

5 years

I have thought about what I might write concerning this event in my life often during the last few weeks. In many ways it hard to believe that five years have passed, and then, in other ways it seems like a lifetime. Life in the sleepy "village" … [Read more]