Today is the second anniversary of life in Donetsk. I remember starting the day, 2 years ago, at 5 a.m. I had hired a guy to help me move my stuff to Donetsk, so we began very early that morning loading my things into his van and the Niva I was driving at the time. By the time we finished loading, it all barely fit.
We began the journey from Kiev, through Kremenchug and their old bridge across the Dniper, down to Dnipropetrovsk. We got lost in the town before Dnipro, so that delayed us a little. Driving through Dnipropetrovsk took some as well as there aren’t many signs marking the way.
After about 12 hours, we arrived in Donetsk and began the arduous task of moving all the stuff up three flights to my apartment. I live in a 5 story building, so there aren’t any elevators. Fortunately, one young man did show up to help us as we were both tired from the long day.
Since then, God has allowed me to travel to many cities in the Donetsk region, meetings lots of pastors and church members. In the city of Donetsk, I have been asked to speak in several universities and have made some new friends through those contacts.
I am blessed to live just a few minutes from one of the most beautiful walking boulevards, right in the heart of the city. I have enjoyed getting to know the people who work in the small store in my building, the coffee shop workers nearby and several of my neighbors.
It have been a great 2 years and I look forward to many more still to come. Thanks Donetsk for opening your arms and welcoming me to your great city!