Thursday afternoon I needed to pick up some advertisements that we had printed for the English group starting next week. I asked Sergei for an address but he said I wouldn’t find it.
He told me to get on a bus and go to a stop and get off and call him. Which I did. Now the fun part began. I began walking in the direction I thought he told me to go. I went a few yards and told him what I saw and he said I wasn’t in the right place. So, I went back to the beginning.
He kept using some right words, left, right, but also “down” which I had never heard in this context. After some “dumbing down” of the language, he got me headed in the right direction. So, I began walking down this side road which was more like a skating rink with all the ice on it.
I had taken off my glove and ear covering so that I could talk on the phone and by now, with the temp hovering around 10 degrees my hand and ears were getting cold. I walked in what I thought was the right direction, but found myself off course. I knew I had to be in the right general area as there was only one building that had a brick wall around it.
After a while and wishing that Sergei had come to get the advertisements, I was ready to give up. However, I saw a man walking toward me and asked if he could talk to my friend and point me in the right direction. They chatted for a moment, he smiled and nodded and I realized he knew the place I needed to go.
So, they hung up and the guy told me how to get there. After a couple of minutes I finally found the place and called Sergei back to tell him. I was happy! I went in, paid for the stuff and left.
Mission accomplished! I can get anywhere, just tell me lefts, rights and give me a few markers and I will be on my way. Yet, better, give me the address and I will look it up on Google maps or on my GPS.
I realized quickly that it was too cold for me to be walking around a place that I had never been, looking for a place or a building that was hidden by another building. Fortunately, someone happened to be in a place where I needed some help and God put us in contact with one another.
I was ready to give up, but the Lord sent a messenger who “found” me and sent me along my way.