<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:33:04.601+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brett and Alicia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Thanks for visiting, Brett and Alicia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-1355463460011997791?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1355463460011997791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=1355463460011997791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1355463460011997791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1355463460011997791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2011/12/brett-and-alicia-in-ukraine.html' title='Brett and Alicia in Ukraine'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-7992279430415403995</id><published>2010-05-03T17:51:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:59:17.427+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Brett Preaching in Ternopil April 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-609da5be0c17321e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=7992279430415403995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/7992279430415403995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/7992279430415403995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/brett-preaching-in-ternopil-april-18.html' title='Brett Preaching in Ternopil April 18'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-3463104958236037675</id><published>2010-02-15T13:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:32:01.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/S3kwnao7PsI/AAAAAAAADjE/XkROWn9HYPU/s1600-h/IMG_0839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/S3kwnao7PsI/AAAAAAAADjE/XkROWn9HYPU/s320/IMG_0839.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438431478750592706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, so, we've been through a lot of changes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication-wise, most of our updates have been going through facebook, and we have not been updating this very often.  Our working situation has changed from http://www.ukrainemissionwork.org to http://www.ternopilchurch.com.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have nothing but praise to God for all the events of our lives throughout 2009 and into 2010.  We will continue to update, hopefully increasingly through our personal blogs and through our work with the Ternopil church where we have been invited to do some teaching on church leadership for 2010.  We're excited and we have so many things we're excited about we want to share with you.  Thanks for keeping up with us, and love in Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-3463104958236037675?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3463104958236037675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=3463104958236037675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3463104958236037675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3463104958236037675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-again.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/S3kwnao7PsI/AAAAAAAADjE/XkROWn9HYPU/s72-c/IMG_0839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-4030571129864950279</id><published>2009-09-11T22:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:30:51.684+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pK2j4Qp9zWU"&gt;Bella's Birthday       &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4030571129864950279?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4030571129864950279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4030571129864950279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4030571129864950279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4030571129864950279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/11/bellas-birthday.html' title='Bella&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-3107736028697198</id><published>2009-09-11T00:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:20:49.175+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>I've been posting videos on my &lt;a href="http://youtube.com"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt; page, just search my username sbrettwhite.  There's lots of them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went shopping for Bella's birthday today, her number one.  It was a sweet family outing.  We went to a few stores and bought a few toys.  We are so blessed to be able to do that.  Family love is so precious.  We're so thankful to be here on God's mission, even though we feel like we're in a valley sometimes.  We are faithful that he uses the small things that we do, and even the fact that we live here as a witness of Jesus to the world, to believers, to you who read this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-3107736028697198?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3107736028697198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=3107736028697198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3107736028697198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3107736028697198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-1523184203076938005</id><published>2009-08-01T17:34:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T19:01:30.392+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nina Singing a ukrainian kid song to Bella</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-11a54ab895a94f08" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4816913463975785060?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4816913463975785060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4816913463975785060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4816913463975785060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4816913463975785060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-2037251268418754501</id><published>2009-07-15T19:56:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:56:22.150+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Summations of the trip to Ukraine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The last few days of Mom, Dad, and Zach's visit, Alicia went around and polled each of them as to how they enjoyed their trip:  good things, bad things, first impressions, good memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are Mama and Daddy's impressions.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7rBeWc4J1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7rBeWc4J1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Zach's--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HpK7SzPUx5U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HpK7SzPUx5U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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Ukraine'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-1419002980408688200</id><published>2009-07-07T19:03:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:05:53.224+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and Dad and Zach's trip to Ukraine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR33NocsmI/AAAAAAAADbU/Ho4pNgDNEBI/s1600-h/IMG_2120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR33NocsmI/AAAAAAAADbU/Ho4pNgDNEBI/s320/IMG_2120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356037647286186594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Portrait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 15- Monday when they arrived, we took them home from the airport and went to the WW2 musuem.  There are many reasons for this-- when you are trying to get over jet lag, you want to stay active.  It worked for Mom, she crashed when we got home.  This started an ongoing trilogue between Dad, the rest of the Valdosta team and the Ukraine team whether Dad had been training for the walking they would do here in Ukraine.  Just this day there were lots of hills and stairs.  The actual museum itself was closed, which was a bummer, but we at least got to see all the outside statues and the iron lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3PBU0MHI/AAAAAAAADaU/qAA8-nmh4Yw/s1600-h/IMG_1635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3PBU0MHI/AAAAAAAADaU/qAA8-nmh4Yw/s320/IMG_1635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356036956787847282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Dad in at the war museum-- pretty tanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the museum was closed, we went over to the Pechersk-Lavra, a sort of "Mecca" for the the Orthodox tradition.  Here there were many buried "saints" where they can be viewed and mourned and prayed through.  Mom had to cover her head up with my bandana that I had in my pouch.  I bought the family some candles to pass through the tombs. The first time Alicia and I went here I didn't do so because I thought it was an Orthodox thing. But this time I did buy them because I knew it was a light to guide you through the darkness!   Perhaps certain traditions are born from practicality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR6f8aN1EI/AAAAAAAADbc/b_otbwRwHLQ/s1600-h/IMG_1687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR6f8aN1EI/AAAAAAAADbc/b_otbwRwHLQ/s320/IMG_1687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356040546060981314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzx7T-kbI/AAAAAAAADZU/QGtbA3uMo3U/s1600-h/IMGP0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzx7T-kbI/AAAAAAAADZU/QGtbA3uMo3U/s320/IMGP0179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356033158422630834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of Kyiv, Troeshna region&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at Carol Pinczuk's apartment in Trieshna (region of Kyiv).  Yuriy Aniper, minister of the Shevchenko congregation in Kyiv was kind enough to transport us there.  This was their first taste of big city living-- this high rise, we were staying on the 22nd floor, the very top.   Another introduction to Ukraine living was that the hot water was turned off, so straight from America-- no hot showers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzyFkvTTI/AAAAAAAADZc/6hVzu_OUQQ8/s1600-h/IMGP0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzyFkvTTI/AAAAAAAADZc/6hVzu_OUQQ8/s320/IMGP0181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356033161177287986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and the Pinczuk's bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzwnHNpzI/AAAAAAAADY8/Njcr1gvzs-k/s1600-h/IMGP0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzwnHNpzI/AAAAAAAADY8/Njcr1gvzs-k/s320/IMGP0133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356033135820515122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun on the funicular (hillside railcar)&lt;br /&gt;June 16- Tuesday, we made a tour to the Funicular (uphill tram) and then walked through the gardens overlooking Kyiv.  We passed by the Volodimir monument, the guy who is credited with bringing Christianity to the slavic people.  That was over 1000 years ago. We then walked down St. Andrew's Descent-- it's a cobblestoned hill where souvenier sellers line the street and speak enough english to barter with tourists for the pysanky (traditional Ukrainian eggs), traditional embroidered cloth, key chains, Soviet military gear, handmade items and some random junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzxKram5I/AAAAAAAADZE/I8rd95DOxhc/s1600-h/IMGP0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzxKram5I/AAAAAAAADZE/I8rd95DOxhc/s320/IMGP0159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356033145367600018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souvenier shopping on Andreuski Spoosk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put Alicia and Bella in cab to go back to Carol's, then we finished the descent down the hill... and it's always longer than it seems... and went to Puzatta Hata for something close to genuine Ukrainian cuisine.  We had vereniki and borsch and chicken Kiev.  Zach and I went to the coffee bar and got some Euro-coffee, more concentrated than wimpy watered down Americano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzxesxLGI/AAAAAAAADZM/Wlk2CIA9CpA/s1600-h/IMGP0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlRzxesxLGI/AAAAAAAADZM/Wlk2CIA9CpA/s320/IMGP0167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356033150741982306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatar warrior statue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, we could have taken a taxi, but part of this trip was "experience."  So next, Charles, Yvonne, and Zach EXPERIENCED the world of public transportation.  We took the metro, we took marshrutkas, and also took a big bus.   They were squarely worn out with it by the time we got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3P6htsnI/AAAAAAAADak/ENEPcQr1fWg/s1600-h/IMG_1795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3P6htsnI/AAAAAAAADak/ENEPcQr1fWg/s320/IMG_1795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356036972142768754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia and I were surprised how much work it was to have three more mouths to feed!  We had a good rythym going for the two of us, but it's a lot of work to cook most meals and then there's the lovely cleanup.  Mom was always good to help with dishes and cooking.  Zach helped a few times, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR31sQKrUI/AAAAAAAADa0/D1i8SsnhfjM/s1600-h/IMG_1913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR31sQKrUI/AAAAAAAADa0/D1i8SsnhfjM/s320/IMG_1913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356037621146103106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Brett made a pie together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR31-Y-QZI/AAAAAAAADa8/X9AXF_2ovSQ/s1600-h/IMG_1922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR31-Y-QZI/AAAAAAAADa8/X9AXF_2ovSQ/s320/IMG_1922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356037626014876050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mom by our finished product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the big Zach experiences that I'm proud of him for was going to a kiosk all by himself in a city of seven million people to get a bottle of cooking oil, equipped only with a 30 second Russian lesson and a script that as it turns out I spelled wrong anyway!  But he came back with the bottle, way to go, Zach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 17- Wednesday:  train.  Riding on the train reminded the parents of their growing up days.  The stopping in every little town.  The train is the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2SWCLZrI/AAAAAAAADZ0/eiDB2XJEcn8/s1600-h/IMGP0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2SWCLZrI/AAAAAAAADZ0/eiDB2XJEcn8/s320/IMGP0241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356035914374801074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia visiting with some kids on the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2R3VvzeI/AAAAAAAADZs/K5WtBKVyupA/s1600-h/IMGP0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2R3VvzeI/AAAAAAAADZs/K5WtBKVyupA/s320/IMGP0214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356035906135379426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ukrainian Countryside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 18- Thursday:  back at our apartment in Sumy wasn't exactly a "soviet" experience, because our flat has some nice Euro remont (renovations).   But it's an uncommon-American experience having five adults and a child living in a three room (here what they call a two bedroom plus a living room).  Dad slept in the kitchen on a bed.  Zach slept on a rollaway in the living room and Mimi on the couch.  Another typical Ukraine experience that's just life... is not having hot water.  I don't remember how long it lasted, but there were several "spit baths" as Charles calls them.  Plus, Dad likes cologne a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 19- Friday- the girls went to shopping center Kiev so Mom could get that shopping experience.  I don't remember exactly which days, but all of us also experienced the market (rinok).  It's an open market where people gather to sell their goods-- a complete European experience.  Most people buy what it takes to eat for a day or two-- or whatever they can carry in a bag or two.  They saw the open meat market-- no packaging, no refrigeration, no meat-part identifications.  Unless you understand Russkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3OkF-OfI/AAAAAAAADaM/GyVwPUPkb_w/s1600-h/IMGP0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3OkF-OfI/AAAAAAAADaM/GyVwPUPkb_w/s320/IMGP0256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356036948940962290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at the Bazaar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2TENUg2I/AAAAAAAADaE/qM5dto3mef4/s1600-h/IMGP0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2TENUg2I/AAAAAAAADaE/qM5dto3mef4/s320/IMGP0246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356035926769566562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meat market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2SkbEWtI/AAAAAAAADZ8/KNNmABZYbn0/s1600-h/IMGP0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2SkbEWtI/AAAAAAAADZ8/KNNmABZYbn0/s320/IMGP0244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356035918237293266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roadside fruit stands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Zach and I went for a trek across town to an ATM that can give me enough at one time in order to pay rent.  This place is on the end of town where the church building is, so we stopped by and visited with Anatoli and Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 20- Sunday- Dad preached one of the sermons.  Larissa translated.  When we were coming in the door, there was a line of ladies greeting and meeting us.  They were introducing themselves to the three Americans and when we came by, they said "Vee nasha", which is "you're ours."  That was a special sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR326dQCLI/AAAAAAAADbM/MM9v0PnMpPc/s1600-h/IMG_2103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR326dQCLI/AAAAAAAADbM/MM9v0PnMpPc/s320/IMG_2103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356037642138945714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad Preaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  We ate roast on Sunday.  This is only made possible by the crock pot enabled by the voltage regulator which took up a little bit of space and ten pounds of weight in the suitcases coming from America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 21- Monday we pretty much just hung out and enjoyed each other's company.  There were some things we planned but never executed.  But it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 22- Tuesday.  Back on the train to Kyiv.  We get there during mid-day.  We stayed with Steve and Danelle Nelson, who are from Georgia and our good friends.  We have lunch at the apartment and then head to downtown to Maidon Nezaleznosti, independance sqare.  It's the main part of the downtown area on Kreshcatik street.  We saw the center of Kyiv, thus completeing our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3QKZJf_I/AAAAAAAADas/wM-f1hqdEyc/s1600-h/IMG_1840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3QKZJf_I/AAAAAAAADas/wM-f1hqdEyc/s320/IMG_1840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356036976401809394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3PbkEoZI/AAAAAAAADac/SQfaw71ZDWA/s1600-h/IMG_1708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR3PbkEoZI/AAAAAAAADac/SQfaw71ZDWA/s320/IMG_1708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356036963831161234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volodomir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 23-Wednesday, Maxim and I dropped off the weary travelers at the airport.  According to Mom.... (Mama always writes emails in all cap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT PULLED OVER FOR HAVING A PAIR OF SCISSORS IN MY COSMETIC BAG (DON'T KNOW HOW THEY MADE IT THROUGH THE OTHER TIMES)  IT'S KINDA SCARRY WHEN SOMEONE IS TALKING WITH YOU AND YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND A WORK THEY ARE SAYING - WE FINALLY COMMUNICATED WITH SIGNS - WHICH I UNDERSTOOD - I THREW THE SCISSORS IN THE TRASH AND SHE WAS HAPPY AND LET ME MOVE ON.  THEN THEY TOLD US DASHER DID NOT HAVE A SEAT ON THIS PLANE - WE ALMOST PANICED THEN - BUT WHEN WE GOT TO THE BOARDING GATE THEY TORE UP THE SLIP THEY HAD GIVEN HIM FOR STANDBY AND ASSIGNED HIM A SEAT.  DADDY SAID IF THEY DON'T GET HIM ON I WILL STAY HERE AND I TOLD HIM WE WERE ALL TOGETHER AND WE WOULD ALL GET ON THE PLANE OR WE WOULD ALL STAY WHICHEVER - THANKFULLY, IT DIDN'T COME TO THAT - I'M STILL NOT SURE HOW WE WOULD HAVE CONTACTED YOU.  AND THEN FINALLY WHEN WE GOT ON THE PLANE - THERE WERE SOME STUDENTS AND THE ONE SITTING BEHIND ME AND ZACH WAS DRINKING - THE STEWARTDESS TOLD HIM HE WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO HAVE THAT ON THE PLANE - HE JUST KEPT DRINKING AND FINALLY SHE JUST TOOK THE BOTTLE FROM HIM AND IT WAS NOT VERY LONG AFTER THAT THAT SOME SECURITY PEOPLE FROM THE AIRPORT CAME AND ESCOURTED HIM FROM THE PLANE. THEN WE HAD TO WAIT WHILE THEY TOOK HIS LUGGAGE FROM THE PLANE AND SO WE WERE ABOUT AN HOUR LATE TAKING OFF - BUT THE PILOT ASSURED US HE WOULD MAKE UP THE TIME AND GET US TO NEW YORK ON TIME AND IN FACT HE GOT US THERE EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, one of the prime motivators for this trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2Rj8kHfI/AAAAAAAADZk/A_8bQ59qTXE/s1600-h/IMGP0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR2Rj8kHfI/AAAAAAAADZk/A_8bQ59qTXE/s320/IMGP0203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356035900929482226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pretty girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR32QtxSmI/AAAAAAAADbE/VyeGC24uwb4/s1600-h/IMG_1931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR32QtxSmI/AAAAAAAADbE/VyeGC24uwb4/s320/IMG_1931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356037630933944930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating Peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-1419002980408688200?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1419002980408688200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=1419002980408688200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1419002980408688200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1419002980408688200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/mom-and-dad-and-zachs-trip-to-ukraine.html' title='Mom and Dad and Zach&apos;s trip to Ukraine'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SlR33NocsmI/AAAAAAAADbU/Ho4pNgDNEBI/s72-c/IMG_2120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-1691716562602182856</id><published>2009-06-06T18:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:17:58.749+03:00</updated><title type='text'>more pictures from Poland and our lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4q3iKbWI/AAAAAAAADWY/5IOpEmB1B0Y/s1600-h/IMG_1117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4q3iKbWI/AAAAAAAADWY/5IOpEmB1B0Y/s320/IMG_1117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344216585685593442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this wee truck near the train station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4qhHEonI/AAAAAAAADWQ/RJ4EhCP52RA/s1600-h/IMG_1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4qhHEonI/AAAAAAAADWQ/RJ4EhCP52RA/s320/IMG_1160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344216579666387570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella loved looking out the window of the train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4qU-F0EI/AAAAAAAADWI/sEw6YwoOnZQ/s1600-h/IMG_1164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4qU-F0EI/AAAAAAAADWI/sEw6YwoOnZQ/s320/IMG_1164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344216576407490626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been doing this "peeping" thing lately... we think it's the cutest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4qPLYcMI/AAAAAAAADWA/s4rqr2Rj6Pg/s1600-h/IMG_1171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4qPLYcMI/AAAAAAAADWA/s4rqr2Rj6Pg/s320/IMG_1171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344216574852624578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... what a beautiful little face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4p8cISzI/AAAAAAAADV4/scAow-PNkz0/s1600-h/IMG_1209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4p8cISzI/AAAAAAAADV4/scAow-PNkz0/s320/IMG_1209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344216569822595890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My girls in black and white riding the train back to Kyiv from Poland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip2019B6jI/AAAAAAAADVw/wYNoB80S0WU/s1600-h/IMG_1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip2019B6jI/AAAAAAAADVw/wYNoB80S0WU/s320/IMG_1116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214558036847154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls enjoyed a polka in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip20wlykyI/AAAAAAAADVo/IBhDoXYm4oc/s1600-h/IMG_1096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip20wlykyI/AAAAAAAADVo/IBhDoXYm4oc/s320/IMG_1096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214556597195554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella's favorite toy store... no wait, that was OUR favorite toy store.  All wood toys are awesome.  They were quite economical as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip5zP7xfyI/AAAAAAAADWg/n3FAHXB1G4U/s1600-h/IMG_1224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip5zP7xfyI/AAAAAAAADWg/n3FAHXB1G4U/s320/IMG_1224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344217829186043682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bella enjoying one of her toys from this store.  I love this picture's contrast with the white and the red and the colory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip20lH9MwI/AAAAAAAADVg/DHJyiA0m9UE/s1600-h/IMG_0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip20lH9MwI/AAAAAAAADVg/DHJyiA0m9UE/s320/IMG_0932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214553519272706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a MAN picture.  Me standing in front of the Wawel Castle gates made of hefty iron with the king's insignia-- CHECK THIS OUT... look to the left above my head.  They are the bones of the fabled dragon of Krakow.  What else would they be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip20I-z0gI/AAAAAAAADVY/T2QkIrNRqvM/s1600-h/IMG_0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip20I-z0gI/AAAAAAAADVY/T2QkIrNRqvM/s320/IMG_0909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214545964716546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krakow's old town is "gated" by lovely green spaces.  My girls make them lovelier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip2z7hg0uI/AAAAAAAADVQ/5crnY63R2tQ/s1600-h/IMG_0855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip2z7hg0uI/AAAAAAAADVQ/5crnY63R2tQ/s320/IMG_0855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214542352175842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their malls are gated with CRAZY bowls of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip5zZAp4lI/AAAAAAAADWo/2lcSSNoebvA/s1600-h/IMG_1252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip5zZAp4lI/AAAAAAAADWo/2lcSSNoebvA/s320/IMG_1252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344217831622435410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Brett on the sunset of his 36th year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-1691716562602182856?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1691716562602182856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=1691716562602182856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1691716562602182856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1691716562602182856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-pictures-from-poland-and-our-lives.html' title='more pictures from Poland and our lives'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip4q3iKbWI/AAAAAAAADWY/5IOpEmB1B0Y/s72-c/IMG_1117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-2110105510496937705</id><published>2009-06-06T18:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:06:00.458+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We just updated the &lt;a href="http://ukrainemissionwork.blogspot.com/2009/06/may-update.html"&gt;UMW blog&lt;/a&gt;  The explanation is in the last post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcJ8ec6I/AAAAAAAADUA/0fa_L02aY6c/s1600-h/IMG_0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcJ8ec6I/AAAAAAAADUA/0fa_L02aY6c/s320/IMG_0328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344208636348363682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;click last="" post="" is="" a="" reminder="" about="" the="" format=""&gt;This is a church that was used as a stronghold during the great war (WW2).  It's located between Kyiv and Kalintsi (going toward the Belarussian border, also toward the infamous Chernobyl).   We stopped here for a break when we were traveling with Carol Pinczuk. &lt;/click&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;click last="" post="" is="" a="" reminder="" about="" the="" format=""&gt;&lt;/click&gt;&lt;click last="" post="" is="" a="" reminder="" about="" the="" format=""&gt;&lt;/click&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcwNq29I/AAAAAAAADUg/WxKAWFfLpI4/s1600-h/IMG_0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcwNq29I/AAAAAAAADUg/WxKAWFfLpI4/s320/IMG_0678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344208646621027282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we were staying at the camp, they would run the cows down the road for milking twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcvRI6lI/AAAAAAAADUY/YNy3HS06wyY/s1600-h/IMG_0629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcvRI6lI/AAAAAAAADUY/YNy3HS06wyY/s320/IMG_0629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344208646367144530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view out of the lodge window where we were sleeping.  It was so much lovelier than the picture is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcWnAeUI/AAAAAAAADUQ/nb8bx9T5fG4/s1600-h/IMG_0514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcWnAeUI/AAAAAAAADUQ/nb8bx9T5fG4/s320/IMG_0514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344208639747979586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella's been eating quite well, and messily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcLhr8GI/AAAAAAAADUI/ennfTSnb7O0/s1600-h/IMG_0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcLhr8GI/AAAAAAAADUI/ennfTSnb7O0/s320/IMG_0464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344208636772872290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter and Mama snuggle on Mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0u_tFxqI/AAAAAAAADVI/skW95JY_g1U/s1600-h/IMG_0844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0u_tFxqI/AAAAAAAADVI/skW95JY_g1U/s320/IMG_0844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212258551875234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Krakow map on a handbag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0uocy0qI/AAAAAAAADVA/x0v2qZq06Mg/s1600-h/IMG_0795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0uocy0qI/AAAAAAAADVA/x0v2qZq06Mg/s320/IMG_0795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212252309508770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All girls love flowers... but sometimes for different reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0uQZ0XdI/AAAAAAAADU4/jcAJLDtMAAU/s1600-h/IMG_0775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0uQZ0XdI/AAAAAAAADU4/jcAJLDtMAAU/s320/IMG_0775.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212245854576082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella is loving her food processor (thanks to the Paetkaus for the use of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0uNUN9nI/AAAAAAAADUw/RGKqmC2ZCuk/s1600-h/IMG_0771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0uNUN9nI/AAAAAAAADUw/RGKqmC2ZCuk/s320/IMG_0771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212245025781362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the jacks that they use to switch out the tracks between Poland and Ukraine.  They jack the entire train (minus the wheels) a couple of meters in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0t5sHx9I/AAAAAAAADUo/4taa7x09ZrI/s1600-h/IMG_0729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Sip0t5sHx9I/AAAAAAAADUo/4taa7x09ZrI/s320/IMG_0729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212239757330386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting with our good friend Anya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-2110105510496937705?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2110105510496937705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=2110105510496937705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2110105510496937705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2110105510496937705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-just-updated-umw-blog-explanation-is.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SipxcJ8ec6I/AAAAAAAADUA/0fa_L02aY6c/s72-c/IMG_0328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-1222860687241310628</id><published>2009-04-13T19:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:51:55.453+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're going to make some changes with the way we've been delivering our blog posts--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeOBM18YOoI/AAAAAAAADCs/dLFIuNpngl8/s1600-h/3-31-09+535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeOBM18YOoI/AAAAAAAADCs/dLFIuNpngl8/s320/3-31-09+535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324241242120796802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing revolutionary, but we have been making some changes to the &lt;a href="http://ukrainemissionwork.org"&gt;UMW website&lt;/a&gt;, and we will be posting &lt;a href="http://ukrainemissionwork.blogspot.com/"&gt;ministry related blogs here&lt;/a&gt;, which have a link at that site.   We'll keep this blog for family pictures and stuff more private for our family and friends (i.e. pictures of Isabella). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above is me standing underneath Sumy's Lenin statue.  Most traces of him are gone or fading from Ukraine-- this is especially true in the western side.  But here in the east, the statue may no longer have a place in the city centre, but they did preserve the legacy of Lenin for a park on the outskirts of town.  Keep watching, he shows up below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeOBMsXUcSI/AAAAAAAADCk/Cp_P9BBDpoE/s1600-h/3-31-09+521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeOBMsXUcSI/AAAAAAAADCk/Cp_P9BBDpoE/s320/3-31-09+521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324241239549440290" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Birch tree tapping for juice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeOBMXY0DJI/AAAAAAAADCc/IPnJgug07zo/s1600-h/3-31-09+524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeOBMXY0DJI/AAAAAAAADCc/IPnJgug07zo/s320/3-31-09+524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324241233918561426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a taste of birch juice, a spring favorite in Ukraine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8weqXeSI/AAAAAAAADCU/ik9vL1udB20/s1600-h/3-31-09+515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8weqXeSI/AAAAAAAADCU/ik9vL1udB20/s320/3-31-09+515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324236356788386082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited a Christian camp with John Paetkau and the Teuberts, both missionary families here in Sumy.   This camp was formerly a "Pioneer" camp, which were state ran (through state-run industries).  This property was purchased a few years ago and has been a continuous project for the Blagodat Church here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8wBLHogI/AAAAAAAADCM/UqafpJUCOdc/s1600-h/3-31-09+489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8wBLHogI/AAAAAAAADCM/UqafpJUCOdc/s320/3-31-09+489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324236348872696322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, Vladimir, and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8vzHlYNI/AAAAAAAADCE/44QNooefOLU/s1600-h/3-31-09+457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8vzHlYNI/AAAAAAAADCE/44QNooefOLU/s320/3-31-09+457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324236345099772114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sleeping quarters at the camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8vX9cKEI/AAAAAAAADB8/Zs-fcse82DA/s1600-h/3-31-09+456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8vX9cKEI/AAAAAAAADB8/Zs-fcse82DA/s320/3-31-09+456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324236337809467458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The front porch of one of the four housing units at the camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8vBgO7GI/AAAAAAAADB0/9KizN3AbmNU/s1600-h/3-31-09+450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeN8vBgO7GI/AAAAAAAADB0/9KizN3AbmNU/s320/3-31-09+450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324236331781385314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our guided tour of the camp... and our companions. &lt;br /&gt;L to R- Deborah, Martin, Jenny, Serge, and Anya. &lt;br /&gt;Deborah and Jenny are German girls who are visiting Sumy to work with orphanages. &lt;br /&gt;Martin and Anya, are Swiss/German missionaries to Sumy&lt;br /&gt;Serge is the care-taker of the camp, and birch-juice supplier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-1222860687241310628?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1222860687241310628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=1222860687241310628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1222860687241310628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1222860687241310628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-going-to-make-some-changes-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SeOBM18YOoI/AAAAAAAADCs/dLFIuNpngl8/s72-c/3-31-09+535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-6482704227979197659</id><published>2009-02-27T17:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:40:56.290+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We haven't had many updates on our blog, except for Isabella&lt;br /&gt;pictures-- we're just giving family and friends what you want to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are actually here in Ukraine since November, and we are&lt;br /&gt;actually still engaged in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missio Deo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;here.  As I wrote on a&lt;br /&gt;note on Facebook that I'm doing what I've always wanted to do even&lt;br /&gt;though it doesn't look like what I thought it would.  Cross cultural&lt;br /&gt;ministry is a long term vision and we are at the front end of this.&lt;br /&gt;For some of our updates in Glad Tidings News and the Ukraine Mission&lt;br /&gt;Work report, we are going to change our reporting format not to what&lt;br /&gt;'we' are doing but to what we see God doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the subject of this next sentence should be Americans&lt;br /&gt;or Missionaries, or America Missionaries... but "we" often enter a&lt;br /&gt;work like we're going to get things done and make some changes to this&lt;br /&gt;thing that we're doing.  We don't calculate for the changes it's going&lt;br /&gt;to make in us.  This is one of the primary things God has done here.&lt;br /&gt;We have not converted Ukraine, but in Ukriane, God has converted us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, we must rely upon God.  Every day we pray for the people&lt;br /&gt;who are around us.  Daily we are faced with God's plan, which is so&lt;br /&gt;much bigger than the work we can do with our hands.  God has taught us&lt;br /&gt;that church attendance is not the measure of one's heart's allegience,&lt;br /&gt;that the daily walk is where the faith must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite songlines to describe my heart is "I can't see that&lt;br /&gt;you're leading me unless you've brought me here, to where I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;enough to let myself be led"  -Rich Mullins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;br /&gt;here's some links to some Bella Videos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7499053422420920113&amp;hl=en"&gt;video 1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7473842592305878229&amp;hl=en"&gt;video 2 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-6482704227979197659?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6482704227979197659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=6482704227979197659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6482704227979197659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6482704227979197659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-havent-had-many-updates-on-our-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-6513273806960583087</id><published>2009-02-12T16:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:59:47.777+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SZQyIcsS1ZI/AAAAAAAADOM/kqQL56T_yAg/s1600-h/all+our+pics+447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SZQyIcsS1ZI/AAAAAAAADOM/kqQL56T_yAg/s320/all+our+pics+447.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301917782044235154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SZQyITRuEmI/AAAAAAAADOE/LEx4CGuGJa8/s1600-h/all+our+pics+454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SZQyITRuEmI/AAAAAAAADOE/LEx4CGuGJa8/s320/all+our+pics+454.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301917779516854882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-6513273806960583087?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6513273806960583087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=6513273806960583087&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6513273806960583087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6513273806960583087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SZQyIcsS1ZI/AAAAAAAADOM/kqQL56T_yAg/s72-c/all+our+pics+447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-2921963646076370001</id><published>2009-01-30T12:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:34:01.035+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SYLXfuEjCuI/AAAAAAAADNk/0IM4m7UOaZo/s1600-h/all+our+pics+316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SYLXfuEjCuI/AAAAAAAADNk/0IM4m7UOaZo/s320/all+our+pics+316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297033051684145890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-2921963646076370001?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2921963646076370001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=2921963646076370001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2921963646076370001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2921963646076370001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SYLXfuEjCuI/AAAAAAAADNk/0IM4m7UOaZo/s72-c/all+our+pics+316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-4921819561477286133</id><published>2009-01-21T12:41:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:49:52.699+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Awaited Bella Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9JQsvv8I/AAAAAAAADNU/2mfYx2apPk8/s1600-h/IMG_9102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9JQsvv8I/AAAAAAAADNU/2mfYx2apPk8/s320/IMG_9102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293696747563892674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9JA2t4vI/AAAAAAAADNM/TnStXysZZwM/s1600-h/IMG_8989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9JA2t4vI/AAAAAAAADNM/TnStXysZZwM/s320/IMG_8989.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293696743310746354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9JGsnAJI/AAAAAAAADNE/YMR_CGhzApg/s1600-h/IMG_8896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9JGsnAJI/AAAAAAAADNE/YMR_CGhzApg/s320/IMG_8896.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293696744878964882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9IySUJSI/AAAAAAAADM8/_bM52sYbNWA/s1600-h/IMG_8941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9IySUJSI/AAAAAAAADM8/_bM52sYbNWA/s320/IMG_8941.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293696739399968034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9IknAyzI/AAAAAAAADM0/d7T7jKEeP-A/s1600-h/IMG_9394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9IknAyzI/AAAAAAAADM0/d7T7jKEeP-A/s320/IMG_9394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293696735728683826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have limited Internet service, so I wanted to post what everybody wants to see anyway... pictures of Bella.  We're still praying for God to establish the works of our hands here.  God bless ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4921819561477286133?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4921819561477286133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4921819561477286133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4921819561477286133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4921819561477286133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-awaited-bella-pictures.html' title='Long Awaited Bella Pictures'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SXb9JQsvv8I/AAAAAAAADNU/2mfYx2apPk8/s72-c/IMG_9102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-8449952750727012519</id><published>2008-12-24T18:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:39:21.069+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SVJlQHSiANI/AAAAAAAADMs/PZoSv-fZDik/s1600-h/Copy+of+all+our+pics+409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SVJlQHSiANI/AAAAAAAADMs/PZoSv-fZDik/s320/Copy+of+all+our+pics+409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283396640368099538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SVJlPuXbdeI/AAAAAAAADMk/U1sKIcqzSlw/s1600-h/all+our+pics+436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SVJlPuXbdeI/AAAAAAAADMk/U1sKIcqzSlw/s320/all+our+pics+436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283396633677755874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-8449952750727012519?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8449952750727012519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=8449952750727012519&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8449952750727012519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8449952750727012519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SVJlQHSiANI/AAAAAAAADMs/PZoSv-fZDik/s72-c/Copy+of+all+our+pics+409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-3848877172546906909</id><published>2008-12-18T13:52:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:53:48.368+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Ok... so it's not so Merry if there are no pictures of Isabella.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But give us a break... we've been in an Internet desert here, limited access and certainly to ability to download... or Skype... so we miss ya'll.  And lose not your heart, there shall be pictures soon... yes, there will be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Whites in Ukraine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-3848877172546906909?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3848877172546906909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=3848877172546906909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3848877172546906909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3848877172546906909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-1917966553233040191</id><published>2008-11-25T22:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:15:40.003+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Ukraine</title><content type='html'>We successfully made it back to Kiev today.  Isabella did wonderful on the plane rides thanks to prayer.  She basically slept or ate the 8 1/2 hour flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were picked up by Volodia at the airport;  we've used him in the past to move. &lt;br /&gt;He brought us to Howard's apt who is the director at the language school we attended.  We are very grateful to him for having in his home and setting up the driver.  He was also able to tell us of a moving truck that will be headed from Kiev to Sumy tomorrow which we will take advantage of. &lt;br /&gt;Everything is falling into place for us;  Praise God! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love everyone and hope to post new pics soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett, Alicia, Bella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-1917966553233040191?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1917966553233040191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=1917966553233040191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1917966553233040191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1917966553233040191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-in-ukraine.html' title='Back in Ukraine'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-5726128388595000873</id><published>2008-11-12T04:45:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T05:20:00.983+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Stretch</title><content type='html'>Brett and I are in the home stretch.  We are headed back to Ukraine with our new family member in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been doing last minute things here in GA to get ready. One of those things involves shipping some of Bella's things on ahead to Ukraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is doing well; growing fast like everyone said she would. She's not talking yet, but we know she's sooo smart. She is also of course beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are prayerful of our return and about what God wants us doing to serve Him and those in Ukraine. We have enjoyed our time here in the States in WV with my family and friends and now here in GA with Brett's family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of our latest pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SRpHQV_rw7I/AAAAAAAACKU/vyH35kxeLC4/s1600-h/IMG_8489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SRpHQV_rw7I/AAAAAAAACKU/vyH35kxeLC4/s320/IMG_8489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267601060270949298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SRpHQC5JrlI/AAAAAAAACKM/q5VL_mlXLEo/s1600-h/IMG_8461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SRpHQC5JrlI/AAAAAAAACKM/q5VL_mlXLEo/s320/IMG_8461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267601055143276114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SRpHPrVyFiI/AAAAAAAACKE/ODdHGeM4GkA/s1600-h/IMG_8407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SRpHPrVyFiI/AAAAAAAACKE/ODdHGeM4GkA/s320/IMG_8407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267601048820913698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SRpHPMKwO4I/AAAAAAAACJ8/WpDaiZUGXW8/s1600-h/IMG_8384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SRpHPMKwO4I/AAAAAAAACJ8/WpDaiZUGXW8/s320/IMG_8384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267601040453155714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-5726128388595000873?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5726128388595000873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=5726128388595000873&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5726128388595000873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5726128388595000873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-stretch.html' title='Home Stretch'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SRpHQV_rw7I/AAAAAAAACKU/vyH35kxeLC4/s72-c/IMG_8489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-4865095895786427805</id><published>2008-10-12T10:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:25:13.760+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60225&amp;amp;l=18fb4&amp;amp;id=823630409"&gt;The latest Bella Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4865095895786427805?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4865095895786427805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4865095895786427805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4865095895786427805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4865095895786427805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/10/latest-bella-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-1310260722940995584</id><published>2008-09-25T00:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:04:43.608+02:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=55709&amp;amp;l=152f7&amp;amp;id=823630409"&gt;This is a link for more Bella Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-1310260722940995584?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1310260722940995584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=1310260722940995584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1310260722940995584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1310260722940995584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-pictures.html' title='More Pictures'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-802542082186048311</id><published>2008-09-15T19:28:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:44:28.697+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabella Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dQjJTaVI/AAAAAAAAC8w/kCXChzuQ9aM/s1600-h/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dQjJTaVI/AAAAAAAAC8w/kCXChzuQ9aM/s320/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246303523570936146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabella Grace was FINALLY born after a long day on September 11, at 10:56pm.   She weighed in at 8lbs, 4 oz., length of 20-1/2". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dQxbkDzI/AAAAAAAAC84/-iPh91QoDgk/s1600-h/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dQxbkDzI/AAAAAAAAC84/-iPh91QoDgk/s320/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246303527405621042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mother and baby are both healthy and getting used to new life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dRNxuVpI/AAAAAAAAC9A/q5rreTIVKmE/s1600-h/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dRNxuVpI/AAAAAAAAC9A/q5rreTIVKmE/s320/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246303535014762130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is her "going home" dress she wore on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dRcDW1-I/AAAAAAAAC9I/2HsL_OzWARM/s1600-h/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dRcDW1-I/AAAAAAAAC9I/2HsL_OzWARM/s320/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246303538846816226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pawpaw and Meme, Isabella, Mama and Daddy, Nana- and Doug is waiting on Grace (he calls her) to decide what she wants to call him.  In the meantime, I think we'll call him "Dedushka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dRq056JI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/YDFDkQK5VCM/s1600-h/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dRq056JI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/YDFDkQK5VCM/s320/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246303542812731538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest picture from last night-- this is Bella in burping position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-802542082186048311?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/802542082186048311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=802542082186048311&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/802542082186048311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/802542082186048311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/09/isabella-grace.html' title='Isabella Grace'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SM6dQjJTaVI/AAAAAAAAC8w/kCXChzuQ9aM/s72-c/Baby+Isabellas+first+pictures+245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-753866298756697558</id><published>2008-08-07T09:18:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:54:25.891+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for the baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever someone asks, just tell them we're just waiting for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some photos to share, thanks for keeping up with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaNzHM8iI/AAAAAAAACk0/SsvITJs1ldk/s1600-h/2008+west+virginia+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaNzHM8iI/AAAAAAAACk0/SsvITJs1ldk/s320/2008+west+virginia+216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231663478993646114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Huntington's flower garden where we had special "pregnant pictures" taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Karen, SaraBeth, Abbie, and Katie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaOO1QgoI/AAAAAAAACk8/_VFeEe1IXj8/s1600-h/Leesh+and+Carrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaOO1QgoI/AAAAAAAACk8/_VFeEe1IXj8/s320/Leesh+and+Carrie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231663486434574978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carrie and Alicia-- a nice mom and daughter photo.   Alicia wouldn't have wanted to be without her mom for when Bella is born.  Doug and Carrie have been wonderful to us, and it's been fun hanging out with brother, Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaOlv-UEI/AAAAAAAAClU/6uFPeyZjEJg/s1600-h/the+girls+from+the+shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaOlv-UEI/AAAAAAAAClU/6uFPeyZjEJg/s320/the+girls+from+the+shower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231663492586426434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before we left Valdosta, these girls threw Isabella a shower!  This is Kassie, Lora, and Sarah.  Thanks so much for those who came and who gave presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaOebMbAI/AAAAAAAAClE/N21Vq0w_enU/s1600-h/openin+present.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaOebMbAI/AAAAAAAAClE/N21Vq0w_enU/s320/openin+present.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231663490620222466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was really overwhelming to me the love that people from Valdosta showed us.  Thanks so much, we are blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaOW8b3SI/AAAAAAAAClM/q82Xi-pIGXg/s1600-h/the+trailer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaOW8b3SI/AAAAAAAAClM/q82Xi-pIGXg/s320/the+trailer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231663488612162850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Leesh standing in front of the camper we're staying in beside the Shrewsbury home.  It's like a dream for me to be living in a camper.  Seriously... and you won't believe how many jokes I've heard for saying that!  Portable, compact, what more do you need?  It's nice to have our own space, even though we spend meals and time over in the house with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-753866298756697558?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/753866298756697558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=753866298756697558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/753866298756697558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/753866298756697558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/08/waiting-for-baby.html' title='Waiting for the baby'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SJqaNzHM8iI/AAAAAAAACk0/SsvITJs1ldk/s72-c/2008+west+virginia+216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-4177595869614901297</id><published>2008-07-12T01:59:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T07:20:14.352+03:00</updated><title type='text'>June-July 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preparing to empty our apt and fly home. Lilly was confused:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfqxRrPiBI/AAAAAAAACCM/Hf3vbJXbe0k/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfqxRrPiBI/AAAAAAAACCM/Hf3vbJXbe0k/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221900425238644754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfqx_p3uDI/AAAAAAAACCU/Pe2eeSW8XkE/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfqx_p3uDI/AAAAAAAACCU/Pe2eeSW8XkE/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221900437580920882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it on the plane after deciding our standby tickets were too iffy and buying an extra flight out of Kiev to Vienna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfqyc3azDI/AAAAAAAACCc/_SBzBKWEmec/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfqyc3azDI/AAAAAAAACCc/_SBzBKWEmec/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221900445422373938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends Ollie and Cristy Horne.  We flew from Kiev to Atlanta with Cristy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfqzAwR25I/AAAAAAAACCk/9ahNqTAfH58/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfqzAwR25I/AAAAAAAACCk/9ahNqTAfH58/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221900455056104338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating Michael's (our nephew) and Brett's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfq0zSOHRI/AAAAAAAACCs/CYld2TQtnQ4/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfq0zSOHRI/AAAAAAAACCs/CYld2TQtnQ4/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221900485800107282" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfstTVtPkI/AAAAAAAACC0/CUTtqwUlkS4/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfstTVtPkI/AAAAAAAACC0/CUTtqwUlkS4/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221902555988966978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett, Kelley(sister), Mom(Yvonne), Chuck(brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfsuwMWAvI/AAAAAAAACC8/gks2J7Bc9VE/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfsuwMWAvI/AAAAAAAACC8/gks2J7Bc9VE/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221902580914193138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Friends:Geannie and Jerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfsvHgSeaI/AAAAAAAACDE/N1K19nDApAw/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfsvHgSeaI/AAAAAAAACDE/N1K19nDApAw/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221902587171862946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their son Jerry and his wife Lora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHgllZIauUI/AAAAAAAACEk/DDtJykHar24/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHgllZIauUI/AAAAAAAACEk/DDtJykHar24/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221965092267669826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening some gifts for Isabella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfswDEDySI/AAAAAAAACDU/hHpaNe7A6zI/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfswDEDySI/AAAAAAAACDU/hHpaNe7A6zI/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221902603159587106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ft. Worth,Texas with some board members and their family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxCcMqNYI/AAAAAAAACDc/-jY8LMXzW0I/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxCcMqNYI/AAAAAAAACDc/-jY8LMXzW0I/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221907317190702466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting supporting churches around Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxC4H2X4I/AAAAAAAACDk/95chyF0MOuU/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxC4H2X4I/AAAAAAAACDk/95chyF0MOuU/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221907324686720898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's ladder at ACU campus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxDIx7sEI/AAAAAAAACDs/-ljiS0LgKkY/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxDIx7sEI/AAAAAAAACDs/-ljiS0LgKkY/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221907329158197314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting in Abilene, Texas with Tom and Sherla Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHf1ArpnNEI/AAAAAAAACEc/HGMnFD89dlc/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHf1ArpnNEI/AAAAAAAACEc/HGMnFD89dlc/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221911685025444930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating the 4th at Lake Nasworthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxDaQIn1I/AAAAAAAACD0/HrXtzE7t6p8/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxDaQIn1I/AAAAAAAACD0/HrXtzE7t6p8/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221907333848276818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxDulwKzI/AAAAAAAACD8/fQEJPoWSfQ0/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfxDulwKzI/AAAAAAAACD8/fQEJPoWSfQ0/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221907339307658034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picnic at Max and Juan's(where we stayed)&lt;br /&gt;Grady and Roma Bryan with Brett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfztYyuxyI/AAAAAAAACEE/hYCszmGyjaQ/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfztYyuxyI/AAAAAAAACEE/hYCszmGyjaQ/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+526.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221910254034274082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board Members:Max and Juan Pratt, Morris and Beverly McFadden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfzto4pIHI/AAAAAAAACEM/UetDP8T9PHE/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfzto4pIHI/AAAAAAAACEM/UetDP8T9PHE/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221910258354036850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett speaking at San Angelo Church of Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfzuOd12zI/AAAAAAAACEU/cQ5qmiZTGGo/s1600-h/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfzuOd12zI/AAAAAAAACEU/cQ5qmiZTGGo/s320/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+538.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221910268442172210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4177595869614901297?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4177595869614901297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4177595869614901297&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4177595869614901297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4177595869614901297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/07/june-july-08.html' title='June-July 08'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SHfqxRrPiBI/AAAAAAAACCM/Hf3vbJXbe0k/s72-c/Kiev,+GA,+Texas-7-4-08+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-1215570064856920914</id><published>2008-05-31T22:04:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:15:24.440+03:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back!</title><content type='html'>Praise God, we're here safe and healthy and timely! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our faith is increased in the God who can do anything and always works through people.  The full story of our trip back to the US is full of adventure, prayers, providence-- and just like it is with the greatness, glory, fullness, majesty, goodness, and love of God-- if I began to tell of it, it would take all day and I still wouldn't finish.  So as you read this, there is something that you're wondering whether you should trust God about-- and I can assure you that He delivers.  It might not be like you want it but He's always on time!  (just like our life adventure.  So be blessed dear readers... thank you for keeping up with the Whites through this blog.  Please keep us covered in prayer and we hope we can see you soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tentative plan is to be in Valdosta a few weeks, then to Texas to visit supporters and our board, then to West Virginia for the birth of our girl, all this if God wills it that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-1215570064856920914?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1215570064856920914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=1215570064856920914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1215570064856920914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1215570064856920914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/05/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-6782205923283606603</id><published>2008-05-15T00:06:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:25:57.803+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtW3U4hzUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/3CuI87QVDJU/s1600-h/May+and+Lake+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtW3U4hzUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/3CuI87QVDJU/s400/May+and+Lake+145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200345703227968834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leesh and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a walk today and guess what I saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waterfowl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVa04hzPI/AAAAAAAAAhc/4ESiZGPu158/s1600-h/May+and+Lake+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVa04hzPI/AAAAAAAAAhc/4ESiZGPu158/s400/May+and+Lake+323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200344114090069234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A mallard with a blue head.  I always thought they were green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVbk4hzQI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nivE3oJuDfQ/s1600-h/May+and+Lake+315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVbk4hzQI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nivE3oJuDfQ/s400/May+and+Lake+315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200344126974971138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice lines in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank Dave Brubacher for my tutorial in camera operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class took a field trip to the Botanical Gardens in Kyiv last week.&lt;br /&gt;Max Pratt was with us, fourth from left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtYEU4hzWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_NJcqhZapeU/s1600-h/May+and+Lake+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtYEU4hzWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_NJcqhZapeU/s400/May+and+Lake+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200347026077896034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVcE4hzRI/AAAAAAAAAhs/zT9ZUzyTPvk/s1600-h/May+and+Lake+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVcE4hzRI/AAAAAAAAAhs/zT9ZUzyTPvk/s400/May+and+Lake+196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200344135564905746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a Tulip Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVdk4hzSI/AAAAAAAAAh0/nP5pUygB2VQ/s1600-h/May+and+Lake+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVdk4hzSI/AAAAAAAAAh0/nP5pUygB2VQ/s400/May+and+Lake+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200344161334709538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVgE4hzTI/AAAAAAAAAh8/V9uokfo7XQY/s1600-h/May+and+Lake+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtVgE4hzTI/AAAAAAAAAh8/V9uokfo7XQY/s400/May+and+Lake+188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200344204284382514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my friend Jason Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share some photos.  We're staying healthy and getting ready for our return trip home for baby leave.  We need your prayers, as always.  We will miss our life and work here.  We are entering a new phase, indeed. &lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-6782205923283606603?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6782205923283606603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=6782205923283606603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6782205923283606603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6782205923283606603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/05/serenity.html' title='Serenity'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtW3U4hzUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/3CuI87QVDJU/s72-c/May+and+Lake+145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-5773309642856028397</id><published>2008-05-05T03:27:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:57:32.876+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5ZLMOTCzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/XFvM6caLO80/s1600-h/Through+April+2008+406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5ZLMOTCzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/XFvM6caLO80/s320/Through+April+2008+406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196689068826757938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a walk in the beautiful spring weather of Ukraine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WA8OTCvI/AAAAAAAAAe0/gNNgJYd5pkA/s1600-h/Through+April+2008+423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WA8OTCvI/AAAAAAAAAe0/gNNgJYd5pkA/s320/Through+April+2008+423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196685594198215410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a billboard (reklama) of an Easter Message from the President of Ukraine.  The egg is a traditional pysanky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WBMOTCwI/AAAAAAAAAe8/UWMFKbltmhk/s1600-h/Through+April+2008+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WBMOTCwI/AAAAAAAAAe8/UWMFKbltmhk/s320/Through+April+2008+392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196685598493182722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lilly and the tulips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WBcOTCxI/AAAAAAAAAfE/t9qNi_JATkE/s1600-h/Through+April+2008+410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WBcOTCxI/AAAAAAAAAfE/t9qNi_JATkE/s320/Through+April+2008+410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196685602788150034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two cool kids on a walk in the spring sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;(note the little Orthodox church in the background... they were getting it ready for Easter Sunday... which by the way was almost a month after the observed Easter for "the West")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WBsOTCyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/fDhmZFDLnQ0/s1600-h/Through+April+2008+413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WBsOTCyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/fDhmZFDLnQ0/s320/Through+April+2008+413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196685607083117346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leesh and Lilly at a lake&lt;br /&gt;pregnancy and Poznyaky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WAcOTCuI/AAAAAAAAAes/DfXCBIRXm54/s1600-h/Through+April+2008+427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5WAcOTCuI/AAAAAAAAAes/DfXCBIRXm54/s320/Through+April+2008+427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196685585608280802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We visited with Andrew and Jenny Kelly, a spontaneous trip up to Ivankiv.  They've been really busy, but we took advantage of visiting a for a day after the Shevchenko Church of Christ blessed the ministry God has opened up in this community. This is their house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-5773309642856028397?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5773309642856028397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=5773309642856028397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5773309642856028397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5773309642856028397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/05/spring-walk.html' title='Spring walk'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SB5ZLMOTCzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/XFvM6caLO80/s72-c/Through+April+2008+406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-2758477254932638727</id><published>2008-04-18T22:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:23:14.281+02:00</updated><title type='text'>School Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SAkBGUUvBXI/AAAAAAAABr8/PoNvj5HxwnM/s1600-h/April+08+school+and+me+19+weeks+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Every couple months at school, we have a meeting where everyone gets together and shares something in either Ukrainian or Russian. This time, one person shared child's story she wrote, a couple of people sang songs, some new students just told us a little about themselves, and a group of us decided to do a play. We just finished reading Little Red Riding Hood, "Красная Шапочка. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SAkBGUUvBXI/AAAAAAAABr8/PoNvj5HxwnM/s320/April+08+school+and+me+19+weeks+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190681253567726962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SAkBHUUvBYI/AAAAAAAABsE/amYD8bD-D-I/s1600-h/April+08+school+and+me+19+weeks+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SAkBHUUvBYI/AAAAAAAABsE/amYD8bD-D-I/s320/April+08+school+and+me+19+weeks+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190681270747596162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett was the woodsmen who saves Little Red and her Grandma from the Wolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SAkBH0UvBZI/AAAAAAAABsM/aLaYN0HNKQc/s1600-h/April+08+school+and+me+19+weeks+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SAkBH0UvBZI/AAAAAAAABsM/aLaYN0HNKQc/s320/April+08+school+and+me+19+weeks+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190681279337530770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-2758477254932638727?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2758477254932638727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=2758477254932638727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2758477254932638727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2758477254932638727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/04/school-play.html' title='School Play'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/SAkBGUUvBXI/AAAAAAAABr8/PoNvj5HxwnM/s72-c/April+08+school+and+me+19+weeks+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-803882164558388675</id><published>2008-04-13T19:40:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:18:55.861+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>We took the train to the Crimea for our break from language school.  Our road then became longer than we anticipated and we ended up visiting Mariupal as well.  Here are some photos from our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHFBz6PkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/pqfz4WoGBzk/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHFBz6PkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/pqfz4WoGBzk/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188787872395312706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's me lying on the train.  It's the nicest passenger train we've ever been on without it being first class.  Notice the panel next to my head-- it actually had indicator lights  telling you whether someone was in the bathroom or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHFhz6PlI/AAAAAAAAAdA/NhZVOGrHFDw/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHFhz6PlI/AAAAAAAAAdA/NhZVOGrHFDw/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188787880985247314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alicia's favorite thing was the vineyards on the way.  This picture was taken in motion on a marshrutka, so it's blurry and of course, the pictures never do anything justice anyway.  Crimea is aesthetically pleasing with mountains right beside the ocean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHGBz6PmI/AAAAAAAAAdI/eQsKqHxpbIw/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHGBz6PmI/AAAAAAAAAdI/eQsKqHxpbIw/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188787889575181922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the weather was the worst ever.  Here's us in the rain at Livadia, the place where the Yalta Conference was held toward the end of WW2.  There was also a church built for the Romanov Russian royal family.  It was the only place that wasn't soaking wet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJTzRz6PvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0N3ZAl2qbCY/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJTzRz6PvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0N3ZAl2qbCY/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188801861103795954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Lavadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJTzxz6PwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/NidJ3BQlXrs/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJTzxz6PwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/NidJ3BQlXrs/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188801869693730562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Alicia at the sea in Alushta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHGRz6PnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5GxF8XFtUOs/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHGRz6PnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5GxF8XFtUOs/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188787893870149234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We dipped into a little seaside cafe when we were cold and hungry and couldn't take any more steps on foot.  We dined just sitting there watching the tide roll in.  Our waiter took this picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHGhz6PoI/AAAAAAAAAdY/e0odIjrZwdg/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHGhz6PoI/AAAAAAAAAdY/e0odIjrZwdg/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188787898165116546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our wonderful hostess was Shannon.  She cooked a meal for us whenever we were there and not catching busses to the sea.  There were many more things we wanted to see down there, but the weather said to turn back.  So in the middle of the week, we took the train to Mariupal upon the invitation of Andrew Kelly, of &lt;a href="http://jeremiahshope.org/"&gt;Jeremiah's Hope&lt;/a&gt;.    We had a good time visiting with him, checking out the ministry down there, and doing what you're supposed to do on break-- in Russian we call it отдохнуть, to take a rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJN9Bz6PpI/AAAAAAAAAdg/RpP2QSFyrP0/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJN9Bz6PpI/AAAAAAAAAdg/RpP2QSFyrP0/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188795431537753746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Orthodox church has built many buildings across Ukraine in the past few years.  This is one of them. They keep to the traditional architecture.  When you come over here, one of the major touristy things to do, even in cities big as Kiev is to see the religious buildings.  We found this one particularly attractive, in red brick and overlooking the Azov sea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJN9hz6PqI/AAAAAAAAAdo/mQdCUuTkJOE/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJN9hz6PqI/AAAAAAAAAdo/mQdCUuTkJOE/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188795440127688354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's me and Andrew in front of --- what restaurant is THIS?!  Can you read that up there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJN9xz6PrI/AAAAAAAAAdw/SIKH4-7pVpk/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJN9xz6PrI/AAAAAAAAAdw/SIKH4-7pVpk/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188795444422655666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what they served... really good.. almost like another famous chicken restaurant that I don't want to name... there may be some copyright infringement in comparing!  It was quite tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJT0Bz6PxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XFKlhe0FXTU/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJT0Bz6PxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XFKlhe0FXTU/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188801873988697874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Mariupal Church of Christ building.  This is also the place where Jeremiah's Hope has its home.  Quite a spacious facility of all churches of Christ we've seen in Ukraine so far.  Our brother Sasha Palletski, native of Sumy is the preacher here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting back to Kiev, we met Andrew's wife, Jenny, who had just finished up a week of camp.  With the help of "the Harding van" and Rick and Carol Pinchuk, Jenny took us up to Kalinzi, near Ivankiv to walk over the land that they have purchased for a &lt;a href="http://www.pinebranch.org/"&gt;Christian Camp&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJN-Rz6PsI/AAAAAAAAAd4/yW8HQ69XB_M/s1600-h/March+Trip+and+Dr+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJN-Rz6PsI/AAAAAAAAAd4/yW8HQ69XB_M/s320/March+Trip+and+Dr+262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188795453012590274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here in this picture are Sasha and Olga Kolosha, Jenny Kelly, Alicia, Carol and Rick Pinchuk.  Not Pictured, me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random note:  I've been having some internal struggles about what sort of material I should be putting on a public blog.   I don't want to preach and I also don't want to parade people that we run with as if they are "our ministry"-- do you know what I'm saying?  So please understand that there's a lots more that goes on here without it being part of our blog world.  There are many details that you'll just have to know us and ask us to see.  Thanks for understanding, and thanks for visiting our blog today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-803882164558388675?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/803882164558388675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=803882164558388675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/803882164558388675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/803882164558388675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SAJHFBz6PkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/pqfz4WoGBzk/s72-c/March+Trip+and+Dr+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-980162942727266507</id><published>2008-04-01T20:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:00:10.542+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Our baby girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce70789c551414a7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/980162942727266507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=980162942727266507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/980162942727266507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/980162942727266507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-baby-girl.html' title='Our baby girl'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-6617230299702863588</id><published>2008-03-05T12:55:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:37:50.035+02:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>This past month we had our second Dr's appointment.  Everything continues to look good.  We had a second ultrasound and got to see the baby moving around!  It was sooo cool. Our Dr said this ultrasound was to  check the thickness of the neck which can detect Down's Syndrome. She said everything looked normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Dr. Melnik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R859suwyxZI/AAAAAAAABcA/Z6cxqVdktc4/s1600-h/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R859suwyxZI/AAAAAAAABcA/Z6cxqVdktc4/s320/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174211229315679634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R87MAz-_YYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ul_STI6ZMjc/s1600-h/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R87MAz-_YYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ul_STI6ZMjc/s320/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174297336221753730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday for class, our teacher, Irina, took us to a Museum.  We went with our class mate Sara, and a girl from another class, Christina.  The museum had art and artifacts from different countries.  We then went to eat lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R86AYOwyxbI/AAAAAAAABcQ/YAGW-EgE5dg/s1600-h/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R86AYOwyxbI/AAAAAAAABcQ/YAGW-EgE5dg/s320/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174214175663244722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R86AXuwyxaI/AAAAAAAABcI/3x_I4dQB2SA/s1600-h/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R86AXuwyxaI/AAAAAAAABcI/3x_I4dQB2SA/s320/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174214167073310114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The metro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R86AYuwyxcI/AAAAAAAABcY/FkSIwHB99q0/s1600-h/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R86AYuwyxcI/AAAAAAAABcY/FkSIwHB99q0/s320/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174214184253179330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R86AZOwyxdI/AAAAAAAABcg/2fv312JzJZ4/s1600-h/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R86AZOwyxdI/AAAAAAAABcg/2fv312JzJZ4/s320/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174214192843113938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I took Lilly out, a man started making a noise at Lilly to get her attention.  She responded to him and he started talking to me.  When I told him I didn't understand his question, he started speaking English to me.  He told me that I looked like just like a Ukrainian girl and that I was like an undercover spy.  I thought it was really funny.  I guess to a lot of people I may look Ukrainian, but unfortunately they can still tell I'm a foreigner when I start speaking.  I'm sure I'll always have an accent, but I hope some day it's better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-6617230299702863588?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6617230299702863588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=6617230299702863588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6617230299702863588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6617230299702863588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/03/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R859suwyxZI/AAAAAAAABcA/Z6cxqVdktc4/s72-c/Feb+Dr%27s+Appt+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-6593377769779225860</id><published>2008-03-05T11:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:54:55.528+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In House Dr. Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R85sXj-_YXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4x61XaUGI8s/s1600-h/WalrusSkinBag1thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R85sXj-_YXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4x61XaUGI8s/s320/WalrusSkinBag1thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174192173947511154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fighting illness for about two weeks before I decided to call a doctor.  I'm not begging for sympathy, but I wanted to share this interesting experience:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor's can make house calls here.  Plus, when you hear someone's called an ambulance, it doesn't mean it's as serious as it is in the US, where we're from.  Matter of fact, sometimes the doctors make their house calls in the ambulance!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being concerned that I had something I didn't want to pass to Leesh and the baby, we invited the doctor to the house.  I had to miss an hour of school for my visit.  I rang him up and the consultation took place in our living room.  He used the light of the sun coming through the window to look down my throat.  He checked my lungs through the stethoscope, and wrote me a script in the back of my Psalms notebook.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antibiotics are OTC here, so I'm on a regimen of Аугментин (Amoxicillin).  He also gave me handy tips for clearing out sinus cavities with a salt/soda/iodine solution.    I know that's more than what you wanted to know, but I wanted to tell you about my in-home doctor visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-6593377769779225860?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6593377769779225860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=6593377769779225860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6593377769779225860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6593377769779225860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-house-dr-visit.html' title='In House Dr. Visit'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R85sXj-_YXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4x61XaUGI8s/s72-c/WalrusSkinBag1thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-7366042715867208082</id><published>2008-02-22T14:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T14:33:02.199+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I (Alicia) hadn't written anything in a while, so I thought I'd write a few thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;We've had more snow in the past month than we have all winter.  I unfortunately didn't get any good pictures.  Every time it snowed, several times a day for a few days, it would melt slightly but not completely then it would snow and add more.  Today and yesterday have been very messy on the street with warmer temperatures.  Melting snow in the city is a muddy, wet mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think everyone knows at this point, but Brett and I are going to have a baby at the beginning of September!  That's the most exciting thing to share.  We have our second appointment next week.  We absolutely love our Dr.  She was very warm and encouraging and spent lots of time with us explaining everything. Here is our baby's first picture! He/She is the white fuzzy to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R76-Yr6wIaI/AAAAAAAABb4/CFZEony8tVM/s1600-h/Baby+Medium+Web+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R76-Yr6wIaI/AAAAAAAABb4/CFZEony8tVM/s320/Baby+Medium+Web+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169778753583194530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We plan to go the States this summer to be with our families and to give birth.  I'm very excited to share this time with them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is quickly coming to a close.  It feels like we just started.   I am no where near fluent, but I sure can say a lot more than I could this time last year.  I can have chit chat in the elevator with neighbors and a week or so ago I met a lady when I was out with Lilly.  She was also out with her dog.  She actually started the conversation and asked about Lilly.  We talked at least 10-15 minutes.  I did a lot of listening and trying my best to understand.  I didn't understand every word but I think I understood all the main ideas.  I hope to run into her again soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who read to keep up with us and thank you for your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-7366042715867208082?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7366042715867208082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=7366042715867208082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/7366042715867208082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/7366042715867208082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-alicia-hadnt-written-anything-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/R76-Yr6wIaI/AAAAAAAABb4/CFZEony8tVM/s72-c/Baby+Medium+Web+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-6126164604203796479</id><published>2008-02-11T01:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T01:16:16.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Together</title><content type='html'>Alicia and I just finished reading a book together about the life of the church called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life Together &lt;/span&gt;by Dietrich Bonhoeffer.  It's a small book, but it's taken us several weeks to get through it.  We usually took turns reading sections, taking time to comment and discuss whenever something seemed interesting to us.  We have been meditating on the importance of community among believers.  The process of reading a book together reminded me of an era gone past where people actually used to do that (instead of watching television, being busy with lots of other things).  Maybe it wouldn't have taken us so long had we read together and not been so busy with those other things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/Edit?tab=view&amp;amp;docid=dd3nnnkq_295c292pfc5"&gt;Personal Notes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-6126164604203796479?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6126164604203796479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=6126164604203796479&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6126164604203796479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6126164604203796479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-together.html' title='Life Together'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-4732223438791310399</id><published>2008-02-09T12:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T12:01:59.664+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Language Victory</title><content type='html'>Language learning is definitely a discipline.  I have a victory to share: I have finished going through Romans in Russian!  I have a page of vocabulary words for each chapter.  Pray for our ability to speak with boldness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4732223438791310399?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4732223438791310399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4732223438791310399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4732223438791310399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4732223438791310399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/02/language-victory.html' title='Language Victory'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-4765353589738350154</id><published>2008-02-07T01:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:28:45.862+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As our last post ended, we were sitting in school... and we still are figuratively speaking, but only for another short few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas and NewYear's has come and gone, so has Old Christmas and Old New Years, which is a whole 'nother thing.  Our anniversary past, and so did Alicia's Birthday.  The weather's been cold and icy most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been picture short lately, but here are a few offerings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R6pBjosGyVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/wgn-EkWDFOU/s1600-h/January+2008+537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R6pBjosGyVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/wgn-EkWDFOU/s320/January+2008+537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164012003207334226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia and some of the girls from the home they've been visiting, at the final day of the special program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R6pBkIsGyWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/28pD-Fpdv5E/s1600-h/IMG_4320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R6pBkIsGyWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/28pD-Fpdv5E/s320/IMG_4320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164012011797268834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at our friends home, some Korean missionaries, plus our teacher and her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited to speak at a chapel program of a Christian School here, Kiev Christian Academy. Both of us have been involved in &lt;a href="http://www.takethejourney.org/ltg/faq.htm"&gt;Life Transformation Groups&lt;/a&gt; which will be integral to our future ministries.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of changes coming up that we would ask you all to pray for-- plus, a special timely request for prayers for our friends Chad and Mandy Smith's baby Evangeline, who was recently born with heart problems.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Brett and Alicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4765353589738350154?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4765353589738350154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4765353589738350154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4765353589738350154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4765353589738350154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-our-last-post-ended-we-were-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R6pBjosGyVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/wgn-EkWDFOU/s72-c/January+2008+537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-2689142396675829934</id><published>2007-12-25T16:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:37:23.658+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>We've had a BIG busy last month, apologies to those who've looked for posts earlier.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've worked hard at school... here's us with our teacher Irina.  She's been a good teacher for us-- the second year things usually start coming together pretty good.  And it has been for us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3ESuYwLirI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fQFGNVxb1AI/s1600-h/orphanage+and+Thanksgiving+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3ESuYwLirI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fQFGNVxb1AI/s200/orphanage+and+Thanksgiving+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147916437189003954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to an &lt;a href="http://www.cmaresources.org/about/"&gt;organic church greenhouse conference&lt;/a&gt; that we learned a lot from.  The main thing:  the only way to be unsuccessful in sharing your faith is by not saying anything!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We joined some friends for an American Thanksgiving... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EWA4wLiuI/AAAAAAAAAZo/HSVdrMVWXq4/s1600-h/orphanage+and+Thanksgiving+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EWA4wLiuI/AAAAAAAAAZo/HSVdrMVWXq4/s200/orphanage+and+Thanksgiving+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147920053551467234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been having people over-- we introduced some Ukrainians to Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3ET6owLisI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pt5P6KhsKv0/s1600-h/orphanage+and+Thanksgiving+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3ET6owLisI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pt5P6KhsKv0/s200/orphanage+and+Thanksgiving+083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147917747154029250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia's been going to the orphanage-- here's the girls doing a "trust" game.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EU2IwLitI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ueFX-FXMnOw/s1600-h/Dec+Sumy+and+Billa+Serkov+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EU2IwLitI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ueFX-FXMnOw/s200/Dec+Sumy+and+Billa+Serkov+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147918769356245714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the Sumy church.  Here's some of the kids doing decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EWwYwLivI/AAAAAAAAAZw/40NhTsWCYmg/s1600-h/Dec+Sumy+and+Billa+Serkov+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EWwYwLivI/AAAAAAAAAZw/40NhTsWCYmg/s200/Dec+Sumy+and+Billa+Serkov+210.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147920869595253490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the really special treats was that we visited a ministry in Bila Tserkva, a city south of Kiev, where an American lady started ministering to invalids.  The ministry has grown into a huge service center with many handicapped folks being employed there.  It's called God's Hidden Treasures, and the lady pictured here with Alicia is the director, Nita Hanson showing Alicia some of the "clients."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EYDYwLiwI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ENR8YgsDVfc/s1600-h/Dec+Sumy+and+Billa+Serkov+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EYDYwLiwI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ENR8YgsDVfc/s200/Dec+Sumy+and+Billa+Serkov+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147922295524395778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a really big interest for Alicia with her background in Physical Therapy.  They also have been working with stroke patients.  One thing we learned from Nita is that when God calls someone to do something, he equips the chosen, instead of choosing the  qualified.  Here is a picture of some of the equipment they work on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EYD4wLixI/AAAAAAAAAaA/O4t3h7WZ9K4/s1600-h/Dec+Sumy+and+Billa+Serkov+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3EYD4wLixI/AAAAAAAAAaA/O4t3h7WZ9K4/s200/Dec+Sumy+and+Billa+Serkov+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147922304114330386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-2689142396675829934?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2689142396675829934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=2689142396675829934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2689142396675829934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2689142396675829934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/R3ESuYwLirI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fQFGNVxb1AI/s72-c/orphanage+and+Thanksgiving+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-8784924961171620679</id><published>2007-11-11T15:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:51:16.783+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Winter</title><content type='html'>Things in Kiev have changed a lot since our last blogging.  It rained all day yesterday and some time last night it began snowing and has not stopped all day.  Brett and I were reminded this morning of the importance of water-proof, warm shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzdOjWUVutI/AAAAAAAABEo/mJQC8D7O4J8/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28303%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzdOjWUVutI/AAAAAAAABEo/mJQC8D7O4J8/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28303%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131656669605247698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzdqfWUVuvI/AAAAAAAABE4/JNoHA1_l-YI/s1600-h/night+snow+for+blog+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzdqfWUVuvI/AAAAAAAABE4/JNoHA1_l-YI/s320/night+snow+for+blog+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131687387211348722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzdN2mUVusI/AAAAAAAABEg/OHS1SAupV8Q/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28306%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzdN2mUVusI/AAAAAAAABEg/OHS1SAupV8Q/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28306%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131655900806101698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett and I traveled back to the States a few weeks ago because my grandmother passed away suddenly.  It was a huge shock to everyone;  we are so thankful we were able to be there with my family.  We also visited with Brett's mom and dad who were able to drive up to WV for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcepWUVuhI/AAAAAAAABDI/uTor1IERzWQ/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%2814%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcepWUVuhI/AAAAAAAABDI/uTor1IERzWQ/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%2814%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131603996126329362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzceqWUVuiI/AAAAAAAABDQ/UbqdzFhq_sg/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%2840%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzceqWUVuiI/AAAAAAAABDQ/UbqdzFhq_sg/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%2840%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131604013306198562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcixmUVunI/AAAAAAAABD4/ZlFOiSBsJ-s/s1600-h/IMG_3072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcixmUVunI/AAAAAAAABD4/ZlFOiSBsJ-s/s320/IMG_3072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131608535906761330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt Deb also came to visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzcoi2UVuqI/AAAAAAAABEQ/954GDxA1dm4/s1600-h/IMG_3121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzcoi2UVuqI/AAAAAAAABEQ/954GDxA1dm4/s320/IMG_3121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131614879573457570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also got to celebrate mom's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcevmUVulI/AAAAAAAABDo/kCl-Jd_fXTU/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28251%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcevmUVulI/AAAAAAAABDo/kCl-Jd_fXTU/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28251%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131604103500511826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzciw2UVumI/AAAAAAAABDw/G8rtCvLoc54/s1600-h/IMG_3244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzciw2UVumI/AAAAAAAABDw/G8rtCvLoc54/s320/IMG_3244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131608523021859426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Tiffany, Megan, Elizabeth and her babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzck-2UVupI/AAAAAAAABEI/fusPKQRtwGw/s1600-h/IMG_3248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzck-2UVupI/AAAAAAAABEI/fusPKQRtwGw/s320/IMG_3248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131610962563283602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Amanda, Megan, and Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcbqWUVugI/AAAAAAAABDA/nYEZnzzQkpc/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28236%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcbqWUVugI/AAAAAAAABDA/nYEZnzzQkpc/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28236%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131600714771315202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh and Brett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we came back to Kiev, we traveled to Sumy that weekend to visit with the church.  Brett preached and Grady translated.  The preacher, Vova, was in Russia visiting his in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzcbp2UVufI/AAAAAAAABC4/WzDUb8yQ5uY/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28275%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzcbp2UVufI/AAAAAAAABC4/WzDUb8yQ5uY/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28275%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131600706181380594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzcbn2UVudI/AAAAAAAABCo/6AraUH1ue7o/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/Rzcbn2UVudI/AAAAAAAABCo/6AraUH1ue7o/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131600671821642194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The children's church with Nina and Ira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzdP4GUVuuI/AAAAAAAABEw/2PJWdT8rKgE/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28280%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzdP4GUVuuI/AAAAAAAABEw/2PJWdT8rKgE/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28280%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131658125599161058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bryan Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcbmGUVucI/AAAAAAAABCg/7axMzcn7uL4/s1600-h/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28293%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzcbmGUVucI/AAAAAAAABCg/7axMzcn7uL4/s320/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28293%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131600641756871106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nina and Ivan had us over after church.  Nina is teaching me(in Russian!) how to knit.  I definitely need some more practice.(with knitting and russian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-8784924961171620679?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8784924961171620679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=8784924961171620679&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8784924961171620679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8784924961171620679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-winter.html' title='It&apos;s Winter'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RzdOjWUVutI/AAAAAAAABEo/mJQC8D7O4J8/s72-c/Wv,+sumy,first+snow+001+%28303%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-6667798378964584218</id><published>2007-10-23T06:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T07:51:18.082+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A typical day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CJxO1ygI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OQ39DLE3myE/s1600-h/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CJxO1ygI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OQ39DLE3myE/s200/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124395055363508738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alicia on the way to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CKRO1yhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/w4JaBewNPkQ/s1600-h/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CKRO1yhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/w4JaBewNPkQ/s200/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124395063953443346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking tea in the kitchen at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CKxO1yiI/AAAAAAAAAVM/pThXGpo8VHE/s1600-h/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CKxO1yiI/AAAAAAAAAVM/pThXGpo8VHE/s200/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124395072543377954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The teacher team eating lunch-- the lady in the middle in pink is Irena, our teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CLBO1yjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mTmyAPwelcg/s1600-h/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CLBO1yjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mTmyAPwelcg/s200/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124395076838345266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going back home-- this is in the entrance of our building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CLhO1ykI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qquiJd_5U3Y/s1600-h/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CLhO1ykI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qquiJd_5U3Y/s200/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124395085428279874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our mailboxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HGxO1ymI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ml7s8EF9Oos/s1600-h/October+beginning+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HGxO1ymI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ml7s8EF9Oos/s200/October+beginning+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124400501382040162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brett after going out for groceries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HGRO1ylI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ftw0Nt39X4E/s1600-h/October+beginning+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HGRO1ylI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ftw0Nt39X4E/s200/October+beginning+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124400492792105554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the courtyard outside our kitchen window, this is how they take the trash out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HHBO1ynI/AAAAAAAAAV0/NtNiId-zGRI/s1600-h/October+beginning+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HHBO1ynI/AAAAAAAAAV0/NtNiId-zGRI/s200/October+beginning+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124400505677007474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Wednesdays, Alicia and her friend Amberly (below) go to an orphanage to spend time with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HHRO1yoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/b1k11Dk9Isk/s1600-h/October+beginning+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HHRO1yoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/b1k11Dk9Isk/s200/October+beginning+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124400509971974786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Amberly in front of the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HHxO1ypI/AAAAAAAAAWE/7Hj5v1laVhA/s1600-h/October+beginning+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2HHxO1ypI/AAAAAAAAAWE/7Hj5v1laVhA/s200/October+beginning+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124400518561909394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alicia, Leah, Sara and Sara (all girls from our school) and Nadia.  Nadia taught the group of us how to make Ukrainian traditional egg art, pysanky.  It was an interesting lesson of Ukrainian culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2IbBO1yqI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kLCNck0nZ3Y/s1600-h/October+beginning+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2IbBO1yqI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kLCNck0nZ3Y/s200/October+beginning+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124401948786018978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pysanky, our final product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-6667798378964584218?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6667798378964584218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=6667798378964584218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6667798378964584218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/6667798378964584218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/10/typical-day.html' title='A typical day'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rx2CJxO1ygI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OQ39DLE3myE/s72-c/Xarkivska,+apt,+school+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-3950860848664719231</id><published>2007-09-08T15:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T18:38:54.615+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Doing</title><content type='html'>School started again on Sept 3rd.  It was good to be back on a schedule again.  I am also ready to buckle in and learn a lot more Russian.  We have a new class time, noon,  and a new teacher named Irina.  She's great; we do miss our other teacher though.  Please pray for her as she cares for her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before class started, we had a picnic in the "forest"  near our apt with a new missionary couple to the country named the Hornes.  We cooked chicken and veggies over some sort of burnt wood chips that Ollie bought at the store.   It turned out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuKy_qaC-4I/AAAAAAAAAdE/4LlGfm3ZD88/s1600-h/Picnic+with+ollies+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuKy_qaC-4I/AAAAAAAAAdE/4LlGfm3ZD88/s320/Picnic+with+ollies+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107841734176603010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuKy_KaC-3I/AAAAAAAAAc8/nAVqjTPTgVY/s1600-h/Picnic+with+ollies+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuKy_KaC-3I/AAAAAAAAAc8/nAVqjTPTgVY/s320/Picnic+with+ollies+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107841725586668402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also before school started we traveled to a town named Yagatine with our friend and the preacher from our church Sergui.  He and his wife Larissa recently moved there from Kiev.  He has been remodeling it and we went to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBhaaC_CI/AAAAAAAAAeU/yYFXXr_NLBw/s1600-h/DSCF0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBhaaC_CI/AAAAAAAAAeU/yYFXXr_NLBw/s320/DSCF0256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107857707159976994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLHDaaC_EI/AAAAAAAAAek/csOxjwM_R18/s1600-h/DSCF0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLHDaaC_EI/AAAAAAAAAek/csOxjwM_R18/s320/DSCF0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107863788833668162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLHDKaC_DI/AAAAAAAAAec/H0hdIWOVmgE/s1600-h/DSCF0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLHDKaC_DI/AAAAAAAAAec/H0hdIWOVmgE/s320/DSCF0248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107863784538700850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Larissa had me sewing curtains. I told her I had no idea what I was doing but she trusted me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLHDqaC_FI/AAAAAAAAAes/xsRJG9lxjQ8/s1600-h/DSCF0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLHDqaC_FI/AAAAAAAAAes/xsRJG9lxjQ8/s320/DSCF0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107863793128635474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergui and Anya with Lilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I met with a missionary named Mandy Smith to visit a children's rehabilitation center for street kids that she and her husband are now directing.  She took me on a tour of the center and I got to meet some of the kids.  She is looking for volunteers to work with the kids in whatever ways we are gifted!  It's a great opportunity for me to really get involved in some kids' lives under a christian director.  I am also praying about how much to be involved in the orphange I visited earlier this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Brett and I missed school to go to a friend's wedding.  He is an American we know from our school and his wife is Ukrainian.  They asked me to be their wedding photographer!  I was nervous and excited to do this for them.  This is the first time I was The Photographer;  I've usually only been a pre-wedding photographer for fun.&lt;br /&gt;The day began around noon for us once we found the right building.  The ceremony was performed at cultural center by their Ukrainian preacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBfqaC--I/AAAAAAAAAd0/-0gtRGO5kyU/s1600-h/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBfqaC--I/AAAAAAAAAd0/-0gtRGO5kyU/s320/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107857677095205858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0dqaC-9I/AAAAAAAAAds/8SpmA0Iyj08/s1600-h/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0dqaC-9I/AAAAAAAAAds/8SpmA%200Iyj08/s320/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107843349084306386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0dqaC-9I/AAAAAAAAAds/8SpmA0Iyj08/s1600-h/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0dqaC-9I/AAAAAAAAAds/8SpmA0Iyj08/s320/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107843349084306386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0daaC-8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/F72RDgCqzlc/s1600-h/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0daaC-8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/F72RDgCqzlc/s320/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107843344789339074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to the courthouse for paper signing, picture taking,  and another ceremony.  All Ukrainian couples have to come to the courthouse for the ceremony there, so John and Sasha had a scheduled appt. among all the other couples there that day.  It was kind of chaotic with all the limos and bridal parties coming in and out of the courthouse. There happened to be a famous Ukrainian actress there in the wedding party of her daughter.  The whole day was a new cultural experience for Brett and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0c6aC-7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/mu3EmkNpXLk/s1600-h/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0c6aC-7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/mu3EmkNpXLk/s320/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107843336199404466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, we went to a restaurant for the rest of the evening. Here is Brett with some of our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0caaC-6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/7AwHwk6XEIM/s1600-h/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0caaC-6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/7AwHwk6XEIM/s320/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107843327609469858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides wedding cake and a 4 course meal, many games were played like this one with shaving cream, a razor and a balloon.  I used shaving cream to draw Brett's face, then I used the blunt side of a razor to shave off the beard I drew, with my eyes shut!  It was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0cKaC-5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/qadn-RJS_kg/s1600-h/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuK0cKaC-5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/qadn-RJS_kg/s320/John+and+Sasha%27s+Wedding+567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107843323314502546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sunday morning a few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBhKaC_BI/AAAAAAAAAeM/nXkvDcSlNoc/s1600-h/DSCF0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBhKaC_BI/AAAAAAAAAeM/nXkvDcSlNoc/s320/DSCF0268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107857702865009682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBgaaC-_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/wfRT4NTPMOI/s1600-h/DSCF0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBgaaC-_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/wfRT4NTPMOI/s320/DSCF0281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107857689980107762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinners at our church usually include lots of fruit and lots of sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBgqaC_AI/AAAAAAAAAeE/QYDstIzNYfs/s1600-h/DSCF0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuLBgqaC_AI/AAAAAAAAAeE/QYDstIzNYfs/s320/DSCF0273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107857694275075074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-3950860848664719231?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3950860848664719231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=3950860848664719231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3950860848664719231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3950860848664719231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-we.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Doing'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RuKy_qaC-4I/AAAAAAAAAdE/4LlGfm3ZD88/s72-c/Picnic+with+ollies+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-8921143693578281582</id><published>2007-08-08T16:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T19:49:37.362+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ternopil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnHEuEl4oI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DZWew_WqcXM/s1600-h/IMG_2083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnHEuEl4oI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DZWew_WqcXM/s320/IMG_2083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096323337247122050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia and me in front of the KGB building in Ternopil. &lt;br /&gt;(Notice we already have our jackets on... we were wearing them July 31. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnHD-El4nI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wcYFhJ1nGWA/s1600-h/IMG_2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnHD-El4nI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wcYFhJ1nGWA/s320/IMG_2098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096323324362220146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me and Valya on a boat on the lake in Ternopil, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alicia photograph credit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Valya and Volodya took really good care of us during our stay.  They are the parents of our good friend Anya.  Valya fed us very well up until we left on the marshrutka which she flagged down and passed off some muffins (apples and currants).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnHDOEl4mI/AAAAAAAAAJs/zsdw2PH1oMk/s1600-h/IMG_2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnHDOEl4mI/AAAAAAAAAJs/zsdw2PH1oMk/s320/IMG_2127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096323311477318242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; This is after our Bible study Wednesday evening at the Loposhyak home (and garden).  &lt;br /&gt;Micola is on the the left and Volodya on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFxuEl4hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/A4HegeK8hhA/s1600-h/IMG_2116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFxuEl4hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/A4HegeK8hhA/s320/IMG_2116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321911317979666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Alicia and Miroslava in the most beautiful home garden we have seen in Ukraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnDtuEl4fI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBn-NKq2lK4/s1600-h/IMG_2125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnDtuEl4fI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBn-NKq2lK4/s200/IMG_2125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096319643575247346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grapes, apples, wild strawberries, peppers, those things I don't know the name of, eggplant, mint, and a wonderful array of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnDt-El4gI/AAAAAAAAAI8/os0mfVtrFR0/s1600-h/IMG_2123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnDt-El4gI/AAAAAAAAAI8/os0mfVtrFR0/s200/IMG_2123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096319647870214658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grapes should be ready in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about gardens, we came for the VBS... and it was GREAT! &lt;br /&gt;Everyone was speaking Ukrainian which made Alicia and my Russian-speaking skills a little crippled.  I do prefer Ukrainian pronunciation better:  phonetically, the letters simply are what they are;   Russian has a secret emphasis code that is kept secret to foreigners.  This may or may not be verifiable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about language fun, let me show you some pictures from the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFzeEl4kI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eV5M5W5odEI/s1600-h/S3700011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFzeEl4kI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eV5M5W5odEI/s320/S3700011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321941382750786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day's activities lasted from ten through about two.  We did singing and a puppet skit, then Bible class, then lunch, then crafts, then sports, then a final assembly where we sang again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFz-El4lI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gEXdHKlDoLk/s1600-h/IMG_2071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFz-El4lI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gEXdHKlDoLk/s320/IMG_2071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321949972685394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A people bridge of fun and laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFyOEl4iI/AAAAAAAAAJM/wEofEsJZBXU/s1600-h/IMG_2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFyOEl4iI/AAAAAAAAAJM/wEofEsJZBXU/s320/IMG_2039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321919907914274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lilly must be the most popular dog in Ukraine.   When Alicia was bringing her from the States, she talked about how many "connections" it was going to make with people.  She has been proven right every time she goes outside with her.  Lilly has started many conversations between Alicia and people in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFyuEl4jI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TgF_RoLRTY4/s1600-h/S3700010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnFyuEl4jI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TgF_RoLRTY4/s320/S3700010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096321928497848882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a week of fun-tivities, on Saturday, many of the kids brought their parents for a special program. The volunteers put a full production of the puppet show they had shown in parts during the week; then the children sang for the parents choir-style the songs they had learned during the week.   After that, all the workers from the church got together and ate homemade pizza.  That and a few games of Phase 10 made it a wonderful day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded the marshrutka late Tuesday and arrived in Kiev in time to ride the metro home before they closed it down for the night.  The church in Ternopil will soon be planning a song-fest for churches of Christ in western Ukraine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-8921143693578281582?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8921143693578281582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=8921143693578281582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8921143693578281582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8921143693578281582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/08/ternopil.html' title='Ternopil'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RrnHEuEl4oI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DZWew_WqcXM/s72-c/IMG_2083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-4400402556061335503</id><published>2007-07-25T14:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:59:44.789+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In Georgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLMOEl4HI/AAAAAAAAAFc/p8IRMVLCY_Y/s1600-h/May+07+274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLMOEl4HI/AAAAAAAAAFc/p8IRMVLCY_Y/s320/May+07+274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090346520887550066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time with our families was a treasure.  My Mama and Daddy picked us up in Atlanta.  The first place we ate was the original Chick-fil-A, the Dwarf House in Hapeville, Georgia, the town my dad grew up in (the same place as the Atlanta airport). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqcyeOEl4VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-s7lgrYwJ3M/s1600-h/May+07+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqcyeOEl4VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-s7lgrYwJ3M/s320/May+07+257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091093398520455506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in Valdosta about 11 days.  We didn’t really have jet lag because before we left, we had stayed up all night and covered the windows during the early morning to adjust our sleep to Eastern Time.  We are seven hours ahead of east coast time (GMT +2).  My mom said it was a lot like vacation all week long because we were eating special treats—mostly things that we missed while we were gone—Dr. Pepper, Dairy Queen, Cracker Barrel.  We went to the farmer’s market for produce, because it was the closest thing to buying produce roadside in Ukraine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc1LeEl4WI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Tf4e_ebyst0/s1600-h/May+07+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc1LeEl4WI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Tf4e_ebyst0/s320/May+07+262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091096374932791650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Me and Dean on the porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, Mom and I drove to Albany to visit my grandmother, Meemaw.  She just celebrated her 91st birthday.  She's one of the most optimistic people I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc4xOEl4aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pepW80LE_l0/s1600-h/May+07+409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc4xOEl4aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pepW80LE_l0/s320/May+07+409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091100322007736738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqiopOEl4bI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qLkhwvuZ61A/s1600-h/May+07+410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqiopOEl4bI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qLkhwvuZ61A/s320/May+07+410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091504804847804850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our time was limited and mostly taken up with family time, we chose to host “Ukrainian Tea” parties for our friends and church families.  The first was in Valdosta at my mom’s house during our first Sunday back.  Our friend Cheryl from Tallahassee drove all the way up and went to church with us and visited throughout the tea.  Several friends from Dasher Church dropped by and visited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc1muEl4XI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6nhFwhr8FVI/s1600-h/May+07+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc1muEl4XI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6nhFwhr8FVI/s320/May+07+354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091096843084226930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time feeding and visiting over at Jerry and Jeannie McMullen’s.  They’ve been good to me over the years and their offspring Jerry Lewis and his lovely wife Lora are like my brother and sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc2IuEl4YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_JMofwWOoBA/s1600-h/May+07+381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc2IuEl4YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_JMofwWOoBA/s320/May+07+381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091097427199779202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also shared good one-on-one fellowship with Jake and Cassie Dasher, Ryan Warren, saw a bunch of people out at Walmart and at church—talked with Russ from Savannah on the phone.  We didn’t see many others but we still love you… and we can always email and talk on the phone—so Skype us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last Sunday, John McLeod asked me to come speak at the Sunday school class at Central.  Afterwards, we went to John and Ollie’s home along with the Bennetts and just had a good agape feast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc2huEl4ZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tDYjaAcM9mE/s1600-h/May+07+413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rqc2huEl4ZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tDYjaAcM9mE/s320/May+07+413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091097856696508818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed off to West Virginia the next day and I’m going to let Alicia take over from here—&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4400402556061335503?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4400402556061335503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4400402556061335503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4400402556061335503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4400402556061335503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/07/our-time-with-our-families-was-treasure.html' title='In Georgia'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLMOEl4HI/AAAAAAAAAFc/p8IRMVLCY_Y/s72-c/May+07+274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-2481603481188259486</id><published>2007-07-25T14:19:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:53:29.713+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of Our Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had a great time in WV with my family also.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this first picture we are sharing our favorite Ukrainian soda with my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLNeEl4LI/AAAAAAAAAF8/l3vzWZOoTX8/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLNeEl4LI/AAAAAAAAAF8/l3vzWZOoTX8/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090346542362386610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts at the Shrewsbury's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We also had teas in WV.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One with each church family I am affiliated with there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were able to share pictures from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; with everyone and enjoy some tea and fellowship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMtOEl4NI/AAAAAAAAAGM/s2RWX2iZx7o/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMtOEl4NI/AAAAAAAAAGM/s2RWX2iZx7o/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090348187334861010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett and Bruce Reynolds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my good friend Tami Handley holding the few pieces of blennies and jam that were left. They were a hit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLNOEl4KI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TH3GCMTVewg/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLNOEl4KI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TH3GCMTVewg/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090346538067419298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSN4eEl4RI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dUdJ4116pd0/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSN4eEl4RI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dUdJ4116pd0/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090349480120017170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norway Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We were able to share a meal with one of board members, Tim Johnson, who recently moved to WV.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also sharing this meal at one of my favorite restaurants, Bob Evans, was my family and the Handleys, some life long friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMt-El4QI/AAAAAAAAAGk/T3-lwZwUT10/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMt-El4QI/AAAAAAAAAGk/T3-lwZwUT10/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090348200219762946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Johnson and Brett&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMteEl4OI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HrNYHbi4-kk/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMteEl4OI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HrNYHbi4-kk/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090348191629828322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Evan's with Handley's&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMtuEl4PI/AAAAAAAAAGc/90YDx2R9MhI/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMtuEl4PI/AAAAAAAAAGc/90YDx2R9MhI/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090348195924795634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett Alicia and Clinton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While at Hurricane Church of Christ, Brett was asked to preach.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He shared a little about what why we are in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and what our last year looked like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLM-El4JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pxnoOJPnz-I/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLM-El4JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pxnoOJPnz-I/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090346533772451986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Grandmother turned 81 in June and we were able to share in her birthday celebration and see most of my dad’s side of the family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMsuEl4MI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Poh0b2wtcAA/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSMsuEl4MI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Poh0b2wtcAA/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090348178744926402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After leaving WV, we flew to &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Texas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; and visited with the rest of our board members:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Max and Juan Pratt, George and Joyce Gray, and Morris and Beverly McFadden.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was great to visit  with all of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSN4eEl4SI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QCXk8OY4DZA/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSN4eEl4SI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QCXk8OY4DZA/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090349480120017186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board Meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We flew back to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Birmingham&lt;/st1:city&gt;,  &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Alabama&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; where Russ and Martha Brown were gracious enough to keep us for 4 nights.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We celebrated the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of July with them(Martha’s a great cook) and on July 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, my friend, Jamie Waugh, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;married Ben Grizzle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Congratulations!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RqiiVDHZrCI/AAAAAAAAACI/c6n_dwsUcCs/s1600-h/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RqiiVDHZrCI/AAAAAAAAACI/c6n_dwsUcCs/s320/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091497861239647266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSN4-El4TI/AAAAAAAAAG8/00zT65CIg54/s1600-h/the+wedding+and+stuff+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSN4-El4TI/AAAAAAAAAG8/00zT65CIg54/s320/the+wedding+and+stuff+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090349488709951794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Owner.Grace/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/the%20wedding%20and%20stuff/the%20wedding%20and%20stuff%20102.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Owner.Grace/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/the%20wedding%20and%20stuff/the%20wedding%20and%20stuff%20102.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RqimcjHZrFI/AAAAAAAAACg/vpcA-_dMzRE/s1600-h/the+wedding+and+stuff+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RqimcjHZrFI/AAAAAAAAACg/vpcA-_dMzRE/s320/the+wedding+and+stuff+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091502388135177298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As we traveled back to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Valdosta&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; for a last few days, we stopped and had dinner with Brett’s brother and our sister in-law, Chuck and Linda White.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSN5OEl4UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bBAcHRWatVg/s1600-h/the+wedding+and+stuff+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSN5OEl4UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bBAcHRWatVg/s320/the+wedding+and+stuff+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090349493004919106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck and Linda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What better way to get acclimated back into the culture here than to visit the local zoo with our missionary friends, Jason and Kerri, and their two girls Casey and Sophie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RqiiWDHZrDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qfwJrgGjJIA/s1600-h/the+wedding+and+stuff+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RqiiWDHZrDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qfwJrgGjJIA/s320/the+wedding+and+stuff+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091497878419516466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-2481603481188259486?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2481603481188259486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=2481603481188259486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2481603481188259486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2481603481188259486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/07/rest-of-our-trip.html' title='The Rest of Our Trip'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RqSLNeEl4LI/AAAAAAAAAF8/l3vzWZOoTX8/s72-c/West+Virginia+through+Jamie%27s+Rehearsal+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-3156272512045831666</id><published>2007-06-06T02:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T02:59:46.175+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="5"&gt;Highlight calendar 2006-2007 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="5"&gt;from the Whites &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Primary Strategy:  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Learners of language and culture, community, and spiritual life.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived, visited with Bryans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled into our apartment&lt;br /&gt;Started school&lt;br /&gt;Diane Knight, Church of Christ Missionary in Dneperzherzhinsk died in surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting used to things, still feel like tourists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquired 5 year visas in Budapest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Visit to Orphanage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Mild Winter&lt;br /&gt;Visited the Paynes in Gorlovka:  Organic church, children’s home, hospital&lt;br /&gt;Camera stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Changed apartments&lt;br /&gt;Started training Church Planting/Leadership material with Alan;  also started meeting with Mickey/Jared/Serge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Lena and Julia Moved&lt;br /&gt;Roman Bryan Born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bryans are staying, Hurray! &lt;br /&gt;Visited Ternopil/Western Ukraine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poland- 6 month passport stamp trip&lt;br /&gt;Tres Dias&lt;br /&gt;Website Domain secured for &lt;a href="http://www.ukrainemissionwork.com"&gt;UMW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s Start Talking Team at Harkivska Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airline ticket miracle! &lt;br /&gt;Adjusted our sleeping habits getting ready to visit our families&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-3156272512045831666?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3156272512045831666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=3156272512045831666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3156272512045831666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3156272512045831666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/06/highlight-calendar-2006-2007-from.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-935438352261320809</id><published>2007-05-22T17:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T19:23:02.818+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.decolores.com/assets/images/DeColores_-logo07.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.decolores.com/assets/images/DeColores_-logo07.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a modified report I sent to the Walk To Emmaus &amp; Kairos communities that I served in back in Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kiev Men’s Tres Dias #10.&lt;/span&gt;   The tenth indicates that Tres Dias has been in Ukraine for ten years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we started Tres Dias in Kyiv in 1999 there were people from at least a dozen states.  There were over twenty different Tres Dias, Cursillo, Emmaus and Kiaros expereinces within the first team.  God unites us in the blessings he shares with His people."  -- Wilson Burton, Nashville TN (Harpeth Hills Church of Christ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mostly a spectator on the team, my heart soared to see the serving happening—with so many of the familiar markers that take place during these special days.  After a year of classes, I’m starting to understand more and more language!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were only four Americans there:  two brothers flew in from the US and two of us are living here in Ukraine.  That says a lot about the way the brothers here in Ukraine have taken ownership of this valuable ministry.  Lives are being changed and the servant leadership is happening here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ukraine is poised to be an extremely valuable manifestation of the body of Christ throughout the eastern hemisphere.  Ukraine is an internationally diverse community.  Two of the candidates at the weekend are UN refugees from Iran (that is, the UN tells them where to live.)  They have been living outside of their own country because of the Hezbollah activities.  One of them was baptized into Christ Monday May 21!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politically since Ukraine has one leg on the “Western” side of the fence and the other side on the Russian, they are a vital pivot point into countries of the former Soviet Union.  Most of the preachers of evangelical churches in Russia and Russian speaking countries originate or were trained in Ukraine.   For many of the countries in Central Asia where the trade language is still Russian, Ukrainian passports will be stamped in countries where Russian passports will be refused.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to say that Ukraine needs some love to keep the faith community encouraged as it is becoming strengthened through servant leadership from within and from above.  Praise the Lord that the community world-wide is always growing.  I pray that this report might promote some sharing communities from Ukraine and America!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please share this with anyone you think would be encouraged by it.  If anyone wants to be connected with some of the Ukrainian leadership, I will be glad to pass contact information along.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett White &lt;br /&gt;South Georgia Walk to Emmaus # 62  &amp; Kairos Servant &lt;br /&gt;From Kyiv, Ukraine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-935438352261320809?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/935438352261320809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=935438352261320809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/935438352261320809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/935438352261320809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-modified-report-i-sent-to-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-5732811381177414878</id><published>2007-05-15T15:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T03:13:09.312+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Observations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Certainly, this is no professional nor exhaustive list of cultural observations.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HISTORICAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day…&lt;br /&gt;Orthodoxy was the official religion.  You could be something else, but you had to register.  Registering means that you were UN-officially discriminated against.  You would run into problems with schooling and you would get inferior jobs.  You may not get police help if you needed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the US, there are divisions in almost every major denomination, mainly due to social divisions originating in the Civil War.  But here, there are divisions among the Baptist church because there were some Baptists who were officially registered and others who chose not to be.  The un-registered ones were persecuted, and the registered ones were favored more and so the persecuted group developed a “not real Christian” view toward the others.  The rift still exists.  And there is even more non-cooperation with Charismatics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many broken family, alcoholism, divorce, AIDS, abandoned and neglected children.  Lonely people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMMERCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiosks, new stores, new styles, availability has changed, inflation, especially in real property; growth boom of construction and credit industry.  Homogeny in dwellings Fashion..  Choices rising in food and home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMMUNITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closeness of a big city, surface hospitality.  Sense of individuality rising, esp. among youth.  Kyiv is BIG CITY Culture.  Metro, busses, crowds, главны.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Language and Culture&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of language, there is an interesting phenomenon going on in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; right now, right before our very eyes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(No, I’m not talking about the real estate boom, even though it’s happening before our eyes, too.)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a thrust of Ukrainian nationalism, the Ukrainian language has been revived and mainstreamed into daily life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Having been FORBIDDEN under the communist takeover of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, the Ukrianian language was suppressed by being deemed illegal by the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;USSR&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But now, the street signs are slowly being changed back into the Urkainian names, the government officials are conducting their business in Ukrainian, the television stations are either broadcasting or subtitling in Ukrainian if the broadcast is in Russian.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Geographically, the “capital” of the Ukrainian culture is really in the western side of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, centered in the city Lviv.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;The country is divided by the Dnepr river.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The western side speaks mostly Ukrainian, and the eastern side will hold out the longest with the Russian language due to its geographical approximation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the phenomenon is that we are learning Russian in a country where this language is quickly becoming a “bad idea” to speak.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We were talking about our language studies with Rick Pinchuk, a Canadian citizen, missionary to Kiev, son of Ukrainian natives, Ph.d in Slavic languages and literature—i.e. the right guy to talk to about it!—Rick said that we should keep on plowing forth with our Russian because you have to learn one before you learn the other anyway.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The good side of learning Russian is that with Slavic languages, you have to start somewhere.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And factually, there are a lot more people in the world who do speak Russian than do Ukrainian.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Russian is still a primary trade language in many Asian countries.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then there’s &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, too.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELIGIOUS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a national connection with Orthodoxy in a way that is completely foreign to our US/Western/perspective of 200 years of separation of church and state (whatever that is).&lt;br /&gt;Young people think the Bible is for old people.  They’re too young to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cпасибо— &lt;/span&gt;they don’t use the word for “thanks” in prayers because the origin of the word is “God save you” and you don’t say that to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Встрастьвуите&lt;/span&gt;—They don’t say this at church because “back in the day” it would be code that they were NOT outside infiltrators. Приветствую is used instead.&lt;br /&gt;Same thing goes with a strict view on cigarettes/smoking. It is unlike the American puritanically based moral. If a person went out back to smoke, he was considered a suspected infiltrator, not a true believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have to register their churches, as in the “old days.” Distrusting individuals within a highly regulated system, how do you think this would affect a faith system?&lt;br /&gt;Back in the 90’s there was a flood of Western protestant influence, but much of the fire has died down. Evangelism has died down, churches are at a level of growth, but not growing by evangelism. Except Sunday’s church. The second phase has largely been a dropped ball.&lt;br /&gt;Need for more unity and trust of other groups;  a locally born vision. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Defining Baptist &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;In the old &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Soviet Union&lt;/st1:place&gt; days, there was 1- orthodox, 2- Catholic, and 3- All the rest were Baptists.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This doesn’t mean that they were ACTUALLY Baptists, but that as far as the state was concerned, if you weren’t the other two, you were Baptist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For this reason, early on after the wall fell, those who were actually Baptists already had a foothold because they were already here. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That means that Baptist to us means something different that it does to Ukrainians and other FSU countries.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Building projects: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are rising costs in real estate all over &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, but we have seen it especially here in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some church plants who got in early have nice places. There is a long-standing church (Schevchenko) who are basically getting run out of their building that they have occupied since the early 1990’s due to rising costs of rent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is a mindset among worldly people in this culture that we should pay attention to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A church should look like a church.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If it does not, it lacks some sort of legitimacy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is a feeling that there should be a set-apart place for worship.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A form of church planting back a decade ago was this:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;1- evangelizing to form a core group, 2- the core group maturing and existing for a while, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3- then the foreign churches assisting the local church to purchase a building.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Due to rising costs of real estate, this option seems to be slipping through our fingers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are other options to the “default” idea about church planting that we have seen working:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1-&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;There is a interesting model here in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; of a multi-church building project.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;An American missionary who has become fluent with the language having worked here since &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; opened up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This preacher and his supporters foresaw that many religious groups needed a place to be sheltered, but with the red-tape and expense, few groups were able to build on their own.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;The building is still being finished, but is now in operation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Seventeen (17) church groups meet under this one roof.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rent is manageable for each group and the “landlord” is a non-profit religious group.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have a bookstore, an office space, and even a parsonage (they rent out) on the premises.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2-&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;A friend of ours from our language studies works with the youth from a big denominational church.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This church has been going through the red-tape for many years trying to get their building built.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are rules about the city subsidizing some of the building project and working with architects and contractors to enforce code. And then there’s the palms that require greasing, but that is another issue all together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are meeting in a public theatre, but they have to be “portable” for every service.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their building project continues to be bogged down in red tape and a growing bill of expenses.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3 -  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Some missionaries have hosted church groups in their own flats.  This is a more de-centralized form of mission work.  Some church planters feel more comfortable to actually have a “place” they support.  To go to a de-centralized form would free up personnel and finances to put into people rather than real estate.  If the stability of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-family: georgia;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; ever becomes threatened politically, such a de-centralized structure may be what allows the church to survive duress in times of trials&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-5732811381177414878?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5732811381177414878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=5732811381177414878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5732811381177414878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5732811381177414878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/05/cultural-observations.html' title='Cultural Observations'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-8032366378146231231</id><published>2007-05-05T10:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T02:54:09.482+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord's Prayer</title><content type='html'>Отче наш&lt;br /&gt;Отче наш, сущий на небесах! да святится имя Твое;&lt;br /&gt;да приидет Царствие Твое; да будет воля Твоя и на земле, как на небе;&lt;br /&gt;хлеб наш насущный дай нам на сей день;&lt;br /&gt;и прости нам долги наши, как и мы прощаем должникам нашим;&lt;br /&gt;и не введи нас в искушение, но избавь нас от лукавого. Ибо Твое есть Царство и сила и слава во веки. Аминь.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-8032366378146231231?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8032366378146231231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=8032366378146231231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8032366378146231231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8032366378146231231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/05/lords-prayer.html' title='The Lord&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-1961719567361421156</id><published>2007-05-02T01:24:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:24:16.885+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer # 10</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Молитва 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Отец наш небесный!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.2in; text-indent: -0.2in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Мы благодарим Тебя за, благо, которое Ты даруешь нам, за то, что Ты даёш нам силы бороться с грехом, за то, что Ты поддерживаеш нас в трудную минуту.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.2in; text-indent: -0.2in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Мы любим Тебя за Твоё милосердие за Твою справедливость за то, что Ты, прощаешь наши грехи.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.2in; text-indent: -0.2in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Господь!&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Научи нас верно служить Тебе.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Помоги нам научиться прошать и забывать обиды.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.2in; text-indent: -0.2in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Исправляй нас, когда мы ошибаемся.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Блогослави нашу учёву.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Даи нам мудрость и терпение. &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Мы славим Тебя и молимся. Аминь.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Our Heavenly Father!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We praise you for good that you give us, for your giving us strength to fight sin, because you hold us up in difficult moments. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We love you for your mercy, for your righteousness, for your forgiving our sins.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lord!&amp;nbsp; Teach us to serve you well.&amp;nbsp; Help us learn to forgive and forget offenses.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Straighten us, when we fail.&amp;nbsp; Praise for your works.&amp;nbsp; Give us wisdom and patience.&amp;nbsp; We praise you and pray, Amen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-1961719567361421156?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1961719567361421156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=1961719567361421156&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1961719567361421156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/1961719567361421156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/05/prayer-10.html' title='Prayer # 10'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-5347438421936533090</id><published>2007-05-02T00:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:25:17.202+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is Alicia standing with Serge at the Xarkivska metro, handing out flyers for the Let's Start Talking Team coming to work with the church this summer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RjeuX_IDmwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3WgSYtQuti8/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RjeuX_IDmwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3WgSYtQuti8/s320/DSC00234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059704433479490306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a pretty cool rainbow we saw... pictures never do it justice, but it doesn't keep us from taking them.  It's a phone picture.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RjeuXvIDmvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AzH_nLKWP5Y/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RjeuXvIDmvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AzH_nLKWP5Y/s320/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059704429184522994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Brett and Leesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-5347438421936533090?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5347438421936533090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=5347438421936533090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5347438421936533090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5347438421936533090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-alicia-standing-with-serge-at.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RjeuX_IDmwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3WgSYtQuti8/s72-c/DSC00234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-3064165722709669226</id><published>2007-04-25T09:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T05:51:44.817+03:00</updated><title type='text'>World News</title><content type='html'>The perspective gained from living on foreign soil opens up one's world view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to pass along some news you may not know about that affects our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom:&lt;br /&gt;One of our classmates, Jason Han, is a missionary from Korea.  He informed us last week that over 200 Korean missionaries were deported from Kazakhstan.   Apparently it was racially motivated, not just religiously motivated because other mission groups were not bothered in this instance.  The dislocated missionaries had a conference in Turkey to decide where they should go next.  Jason's wife was killed there a few years ago while they were serving as missionaries.  Did you know Korea sends more Christian missionaries out into the world than the US?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in Ukraine, there is ongoing political turmoil and instability.  The parliament, the president, and the prime minister all have their hats in the ring.  It's really difficult to make sense of it all, even to know what's really going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Before you read this next paragraph... I found &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://jurist.law.pitt.edu/paperchase/2007/04/ukraine-elections-postponed-as.php"&gt;a great link &lt;/a&gt;that tells it better than I do:)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the facts that you might not find on CNN (even if your news source is covering this at all)-- The blue party (the old Russian faithfuls) are paying people to "demonstrate"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- interpreted meaning they are standing around&lt;/span&gt;, downtown in the main square.  The estimate for the demonstrations has been about $13 million.  This is the same square where peaceful demonstrations took place two years ago when the president's party came into power.  You may remember that quiet revolution, The Orange Revolution, when the ex-president was looking defeated in the elections, the winning candidate, the current president Yushenko was poisoned.  The experts said that he should not have survived, but he did and went on to become president.&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that could be said about it, but basically, it's like it is everywhere else:  the rich men are fighting for power so they can become richer.  The people of Ukraine are only seeing favor when the politicians gather support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep up with everything, I went to Google and signed up for a news report to be sent to my email with the key word "Ukraine."  It's an RSS type thing for the computer savvy out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do politics mean for the kingdom of God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-3064165722709669226?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3064165722709669226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=3064165722709669226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3064165722709669226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3064165722709669226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/04/world-news.html' title='World News'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-224792927757320707</id><published>2007-04-22T20:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T20:55:34.791+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bragging on My wife's photo taking abilities</title><content type='html'>Alicia has a really good eye for her really wonderful camera.  Here are some of the pictures she took in Lviv:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiuvcZayYRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LzNG7wMeod4/s1600-h/lvov+370a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiuvcZayYRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LzNG7wMeod4/s320/lvov+370a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056327909047951634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYf50DjHPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wk0ULOHZhlc/s1600-h/lvov+276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYf50DjHPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wk0ULOHZhlc/s320/lvov+276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054762709856492786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYf5kDjHMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/65nUIO2JsHA/s1600-h/lvov+370.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYf5kDjHNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HCAXl7bwxNU/s1600-h/lvov+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYf5kDjHNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HCAXl7bwxNU/s320/lvov+354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054762705561525458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYf50DjHOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/T9S2Hp7-f8Q/s1600-h/lvov+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYf50DjHOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/T9S2Hp7-f8Q/s320/lvov+323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054762709856492770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-224792927757320707?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/224792927757320707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=224792927757320707&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/224792927757320707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/224792927757320707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/04/bragging-on-my-wifes-photo-taking.html' title='Bragging on My wife&apos;s photo taking abilities'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiuvcZayYRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LzNG7wMeod4/s72-c/lvov+370a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-3480056262208549367</id><published>2007-04-18T14:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T15:46:10.377+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>It is spring and beautiful here in Ukraine.  We had a break from school last week and we traveled to visit the churches in Sumy and Ternopil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUMY&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;We left Kyiv a little early to make it to the Bible study for Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5EDjHBI/AAAAAAAAADA/tuf5zcKaMUQ/s1600-h/alicia+bible+study+sumy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5EDjHBI/AAAAAAAAADA/tuf5zcKaMUQ/s320/alicia+bible+study+sumy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054749502832057362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a landmark weekend for us in Sumy because Lena our translator is gone, so we had to speak in Russian the whole time.  At the study we sang songs and read our favorite Psalms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5UDjHDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xngdtbE2KR8/s1600-h/brett+reading+russian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5UDjHDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xngdtbE2KR8/s320/brett+reading+russian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054749507127024690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me trying to speak Russian at church.  I'm reading my script.  I had to use a script for the prayer, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5UDjHCI/AAAAAAAAADI/UOuT2BdLuB0/s1600-h/nena+class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5UDjHCI/AAAAAAAAADI/UOuT2BdLuB0/s320/nena+class.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054749507127024674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids came in after services and Nena talked about Christ, what resurrection is all about, and they met for a couple of hours into the afternoon.  Alicia helped prepare the tea and snacks and sat in on their meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to visit with many our our friends in Sumy.  This is Max and Larissa and Nastya and Masha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5kDjHEI/AAAAAAAAADY/uUH22wyFcfk/s1600-h/Copy+of+lvov+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5kDjHEI/AAAAAAAAADY/uUH22wyFcfk/s320/Copy+of+lvov+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054749511421992002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ivan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tansivaoot&lt;/span&gt; with his grandaughter  Vika.  Nena fed us two times from her home; took us walking in the new park near our old flat from last year; we had a good time visiting with Vadeem and Natasha, too.  She made sure we had food for our stay and for our journey.  And thanks again for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beroza.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYVtkDjHGI/AAAAAAAAADo/JXmYlWuy4LE/s1600-h/lvov+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYVtkDjHGI/AAAAAAAAADo/JXmYlWuy4LE/s320/lvov+165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054751504286817378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vova came by the church building (which also serves as our flat while we're in town).  Alicia fixed a great breakfast (we even had bacon), and we discussed the church in Sumy, the summer, and just had a good time fellowshipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5kDjHFI/AAAAAAAAADg/yAkKV3MV_HA/s1600-h/Copy+of+lvov+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5kDjHFI/AAAAAAAAADg/yAkKV3MV_HA/s320/Copy+of+lvov+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054749511421992018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vova always meets us and sees us off when we are coming and going from Sumy.  This time when I left my clothes-bag on the train, he helped me find where they park and recover my bag.  It was an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TERNOPIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were guests on a trip to Western Ukraine with our friend Anya.  When we got on the van to go, the three Americans Anya's Dad had picked up were a surprise to meet... Tom and Sherla Winter I had met years ago while I was preaching in Savannah and they came to visit their daughter Rachel, grandaughter (only Sarah at the time), and son-in-law Jerry Lamb, who were members at the Islands Church.  Here they are in the van as we met them:  Joanna Boyd, Anya there in the front, Sherla, and Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYbeEDjHHI/AAAAAAAAADw/RgypfPyxvjg/s1600-h/Copy+of+lvov+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYbeEDjHHI/AAAAAAAAADw/RgypfPyxvjg/s320/Copy+of+lvov+189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054757835068611698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church of Christ in Ternopil is some of the fruits from a ministry of Steven Bilak.  The Minter Lane Church in Abilene has been supporting them for years.  I wish you could see all the pictures of the church building, of our Easter Sunday there, but our camera ran out of juice and we packed so light we left the charger.  So you'll just have to settle for now of the excursion we took on Saturday to Lvov/Lviv:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYdEEDjHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tfmivDVMHLk/s1600-h/lvov+355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYdEEDjHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tfmivDVMHLk/s320/lvov+355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054759587415268498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Whites in front of the Opera House in Lviv on the beautiful city center.  Lviv is more "European" than many other part of Ukraine.  This city was spared from bombing during the great war, so much of the beauty of the old architecture has been preserved.  Lviv is considered the cultural centre of Ukraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYdEUDjHKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FFm9QlfP1RU/s1600-h/lvov+326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYdEUDjHKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FFm9QlfP1RU/s320/lvov+326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054759591710235810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya's cousin Andre lives here, so he met us, and accopanied us on our excursion for the day.  Here are Andre and Anya over cups of their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kava.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYdEUDjHLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/d5tgxXBv7NA/s1600-h/lvov+274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYdEUDjHLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/d5tgxXBv7NA/s320/lvov+274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054759591710235826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geographically, Lviv is near Poland, which also means it is also close to Poland religiously.  There were many Greek Catholic Churches and Catholic Churches, outnumbering even the Orthodox churches.  Look closely at the picture above to see significant cultural icons:  The baskets of food they are taking to the priests for an Easter blessing;  beside the left column, you see the priests instrument of blessing, splashing water all about;  the lady in the forefront is a gypsy, roaming (no pun intended) around taking advantage of the abundance of the crowd on this special day.  And of course the icon in the middle reminds us that-- religiously, we're not in Kansas anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYdEEDjHII/AAAAAAAAAD4/pV3jwd3pGqA/s1600-h/Copy+of+lvov+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYdEEDjHII/AAAAAAAAAD4/pV3jwd3pGqA/s320/Copy+of+lvov+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054759587415268482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia wanted me to show you this picture of one of the Easter traditions, pascha bread.  Notice the egg-shapeed bread with writing on it, saying:  Christ is arisen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-3480056262208549367?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3480056262208549367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=3480056262208549367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3480056262208549367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/3480056262208549367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYT5EDjHBI/AAAAAAAAADA/tuf5zcKaMUQ/s72-c/alicia+bible+study+sumy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-206227810672639330</id><published>2007-03-28T12:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T13:52:31.238+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Orphanage Visits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFyEDjG8I/AAAAAAAAACY/rw3S5tIqcL4/s1600-h/lvov+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFyEDjG8I/AAAAAAAAACY/rw3S5tIqcL4/s320/lvov+180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054733989410184130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been visiting the orphanage near my home the last few weeks now since the quarantine was lifted.  I have been going with my Ukrainian friend Anya and an American friend from school Amberly.  The first day Anya and I went to the orphanage to see if they would allow us to come and work with the kids, I was amazed at how easy it was.  The director immediately said yes and asked what we were interested in doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFyEDjG9I/AAAAAAAAACg/vfvo7YwY8ag/s1600-h/lvov+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFyEDjG9I/AAAAAAAAACg/vfvo7YwY8ag/s320/lvov+181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054733989410184146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taught Sunday school classes occasionally and I used to babysit, but it's so different going to the orphanage.  First of all, I can't speak to the kids too much because of the language barrier.  Secondly, I've never been around kids who do not have parents and who live in country where Orthodox is the main religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFyUDjG-I/AAAAAAAAACo/e2D9vW4ncpQ/s1600-h/lvov+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFyUDjG-I/AAAAAAAAACo/e2D9vW4ncpQ/s320/lvov+182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054733993705151458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we bought some apples, crackers, flavored spreads and some drinks.  We took the kids outside and gave them frisbees to play with while we began preparing their snacks.  Anya called them all over and she prayed with them before they ate.  When we were leaving, Anya told me after the prayer a few kids started talking about believing in God and saying that they pray often.  I was very excited about this and hope to build on those comments in the weeks to come.  I want to find out what they know about God and the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFyUDjG_I/AAAAAAAAACw/ajvfyQ3MnXY/s1600-h/lvov+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFyUDjG_I/AAAAAAAAACw/ajvfyQ3MnXY/s320/lvov+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054733993705151474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the kids had eaten their snacks, we wanted to kids to listen to a short story and then act it out.  These kids do not have much attention span, especially outside, so there ended up being only one girl left standing with us.  She is 12 years old and she asked me if she could read the story instead of me.  The story is from a Russian/English children's bible and it was the story of the Tower of Babel.  She read the whole story out loud.  She had a lot of trouble reading; I was shocked that I could actually help her pronouce the words.  I was worried about how bad my pronunciations were going to be and I ended up helping someone else.  It was an awesome moment as I listened to Rosa read about God.  I felt like in that moment, that was my purpose that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFykDjHAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EWe169Y5Mpg/s1600-h/lvov+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFykDjHAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EWe169Y5Mpg/s320/lvov+184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054733998000118786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-206227810672639330?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/206227810672639330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=206227810672639330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/206227810672639330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/206227810672639330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/03/orphanage-visits.html' title='Orphanage Visits'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RiYFyEDjG8I/AAAAAAAAACY/rw3S5tIqcL4/s72-c/lvov+180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-4723458635446191672</id><published>2007-03-25T18:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T18:22:28.703+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rgaf2nMNsXI/AAAAAAAAACM/1tJajJ6yXx8/s1600-h/new+camera+pictures+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rgaf2nMNsXI/AAAAAAAAACM/1tJajJ6yXx8/s320/new+camera+pictures+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045896193097183602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We said goodbye to our dear friends Lena and Julia.  They passed through Kyiv on their way to flying to the U.S. to meet Lena's soon-to-be new husband, Ray in Oak Harbor, Ohio. We will miss them when we visit Sumy.  We will see them ever now and then when they come for visits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rgaf2nMNsWI/AAAAAAAAACE/HjHa0JDjzqU/s1600-h/new+camera+pictures+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rgaf2nMNsWI/AAAAAAAAACE/HjHa0JDjzqU/s320/new+camera+pictures+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045896193097183586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me preaching last Sunday at the Harkivska congregation.  I talked about the importance of sharing our story of faith with our friends and neighbors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rgaf2XMNsVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/j0_MjW0a0UM/s1600-h/new+camera+pictures+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rgaf2XMNsVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/j0_MjW0a0UM/s320/new+camera+pictures+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045896188802216274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Larissa, Serge, Serge, and Anya.  Big Serge is the preacher at the Harkivska congregation.  He has also been helping me with my Russian speaking skills, as I am helping him with his English speaking skills.  Serge and Larissa visited us in our home a few nights ago and we had a good time dining and singing after dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4723458635446191672?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4723458635446191672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4723458635446191672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4723458635446191672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4723458635446191672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-said-goodbye-to-our-dear-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/Rgaf2nMNsXI/AAAAAAAAACM/1tJajJ6yXx8/s72-c/new+camera+pictures+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-5054144333174180878</id><published>2007-03-13T06:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T18:29:07.728+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad in hospital</title><content type='html'>Prayers up for my dad, Charles White who had a heart attack this past weekend.  Tuesday, March 13, he's scheduled to be moved from Valdosta's Smith Hospital to Moultrie where he will undergo a heart catherization and further procedure based upon the findings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Update:  Dad returned home on the 20th after a quadruple bypass.  He's at home in recovery.  We are thankful for Skype-- we have been able to call and keep up, and recieve updates very easily from our US based number that rings our computer.  We are most thankful to the Lord who has all our lives in His big loving hands and we are glad we still have Dad.  Mom and Dad are still going to face many changes and challenges in the future, so please keep praying for them.  Mar 25-07 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-5054144333174180878?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5054144333174180878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=5054144333174180878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5054144333174180878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/5054144333174180878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/03/dad-in-hospital.html' title='Dad in hospital'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-4506484285613072735</id><published>2007-03-12T16:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T16:52:28.656+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Roman Bryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RfVnrHx41qI/AAAAAAAAABk/JdEkr7Ugru4/s1600-h/the+full+bryan+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RfVnrHx41qI/AAAAAAAAABk/JdEkr7Ugru4/s320/the+full+bryan+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041049348431468194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bryan Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RfVnrHx41rI/AAAAAAAAABs/AgB2csQIgw8/s1600-h/roma+-+with+brett+and+alicia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RfVnrHx41rI/AAAAAAAAABs/AgB2csQIgw8/s320/roma+-+with+brett+and+alicia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041049348431468210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brett and Alicia with the new Bryan boy, Roma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RfVnrXx41sI/AAAAAAAAAB0/U9_cBFMsdK8/s1600-h/roma+with+clothes+from+brett+-+alicia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RfVnrXx41sI/AAAAAAAAAB0/U9_cBFMsdK8/s320/roma+with+clothes+from+brett+-+alicia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041049352726435522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roman Coleridge Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We visited Grady and Lena last weekend and got to visit with the older boys and see the new baby!  It was great seeing them all, and Grady sent some pictures to post and share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-4506484285613072735?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4506484285613072735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=4506484285613072735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4506484285613072735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/4506484285613072735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/03/roman-bryan.html' title='Roman Bryan'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RfVnrHx41qI/AAAAAAAAABk/JdEkr7Ugru4/s72-c/the+full+bryan+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-2746397154552011551</id><published>2007-03-05T01:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:34:46.588+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Purposeful Encounters</title><content type='html'>I've purposefully tried to keep more pictures on here than writing-- however I don't want to go too long without saying something.  I know many of you are checking up on us even if we don't hear from you all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to visit the Bryans new baby Roman Coleridge this weekend.  We'll have pictures of the family of six soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were blessed to visit a "Street Kids" center Friday.  A student from the school works there with his wife-- there are unbelievable numbers of homeless children in Ukraine, espcially in Kiev.  But don't tell anyone I told you that, because they are truly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;persona non grata&lt;/span&gt;-- their very existence is virtually denied.  No one possesses the burden to take care of someone who does not exist.  It's no nicey-nice, sunshiney,  happy-clappy ministry, either.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia's regular trips to the orphanage have been delayed due to a city-wide, multi-organization quarantine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies are going well... ever now and then, there are AHA!  moments.  We study hard every day.  I didn't think "homework" would be part of my regualar personal vocabulary after grad school! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meeting regularly with several different brothers to keep accountable for my personal walk.  With Alan Beckett, I'm learning about &lt;a href="http://scpi.org"&gt;saturation church planting&lt;/a&gt;.  You should check it out if you're interested (click the pretty blue words).  From Serge, I'm learning more about the Churches of Christ in Ukraine PLUS he's helping me hone my Russian skills.  It's good to have purposeful encounters with people-- I think it's probably closest to what Jesus had with his disciples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-2746397154552011551?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2746397154552011551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=2746397154552011551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2746397154552011551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2746397154552011551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/03/purposeful-encounters.html' title='Purposeful Encounters'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-2598852261574896357</id><published>2007-02-22T07:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:13:15.621+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Молитва № 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Наш Господь! Наш Творец и Спаситель! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Благодарим Тебя за прекрасный зимний день,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;... за постоянную заботу о нас.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;... за то, что Ты прошаешь нам все грехи.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Благодарим Тебя за то, что Ты слышиш нашу малитву&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Господь! Научи нас верно служить Тебя&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Помоги нам слышать Твой слова &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;когда мы общаемся с Тобой&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  lang="RU" &gt;Мы славим Тебя Господь, Аминь.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably my favorite prayer so far.  I'm trying to memorize it this morning before going to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nedezhda always asks us to begin class by quoting our latest prayer.  She asks, "Kto pair-vee?" -- Who's first?  And Alicia always goes first because she's always got the prayers down better than anyone.  Lately, I've been next, we are missing Joel who's back in California for furlough, and then our newest student, a Korean missionary, Jason goes last.  After each student gets through their prayer, Nadezhda pauses for a few seconds at the "Ameen" and then slowly raises her head up and whispers, "Spaceeba." (Thank you).  Then with the wisdom of a seasoned teacher, not trying to imply that your prayer was wrong, she asks us about the places where we may have gotten the grammar wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my favorite because it's got the "chiasm" of Hebrew literature, the cohesion of a haiku.  We have learned prayers not knowing what we were saying, the memorizing sometimes overshadows the understanding of the words.  We're getting to a point in our understandings where we are beginning to memorize more quickly because we're understanding the sentence structures more.  But I really just like the meaning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord!  Our Creator and Savior!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for this beautiful winter day&lt;br /&gt;   thank you for your continual care for us&lt;br /&gt;   thank you that you forgive all our sins&lt;br /&gt;   thank you that you hear our prayer&lt;br /&gt;Lord! Teach us to better serve you&lt;br /&gt;Help us learn to forgive and forget offenses&lt;br /&gt;Help us hear* Your Word while we fellowship with you&lt;br /&gt;We praise You Lord.   Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The "hearing" here is a deeper meaning than simple hearing.  It's hearing with understanding followed with action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-2598852261574896357?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2598852261574896357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=2598852261574896357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2598852261574896357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/2598852261574896357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/02/9.html' title='Молитва № 9'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-7183882804866172004</id><published>2007-02-13T23:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:53:04.390+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jan Gorlovka Trip to Meet the Paynes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAIy2DfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TxiHu7Uy9l8/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAIy2DfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TxiHu7Uy9l8/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139811180023282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;Brett holding Lena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAIy2DgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gKTFGATy64E/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAIy2DgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gKTFGATy64E/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139811180023298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia and Christina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAIy2DhI/AAAAAAAAABE/1T90zEt4JO8/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAIy2DhI/AAAAAAAAABE/1T90zEt4JO8/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139811180023314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the children's hospital in Gorlovka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAYy2DiI/AAAAAAAAABM/MsYkHs8MgJc/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAYy2DiI/AAAAAAAAABM/MsYkHs8MgJc/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139815474990626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Kenney and Lora Payne, and Tanya, a nurse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                 at the children's hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                               &lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAYy2DjI/AAAAAAAAABU/ojpGWlYVU20/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAYy2DjI/AAAAAAAAABU/ojpGWlYVU20/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139815474990642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Care Center in progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIycoy2DaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PIK8MQ2JaZs/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIycoy2DaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PIK8MQ2JaZs/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139201294667170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with several girls in the youth group at the church in Gorlovka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIyc4y2DbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HwN1qerBSIk/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIyc4y2DbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HwN1qerBSIk/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139205589634482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dima Payne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIyc4y2DcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eGsGGGH2Jws/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIyc4y2DcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eGsGGGH2Jws/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139205589634498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIyc4y2DdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/I-rmn5Nac5g/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIyc4y2DdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/I-rmn5Nac5g/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139205589634514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Lexi Payne(she's always posing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIydIy2DeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MY-pMRQqYKQ/s1600-h/Brett+and+Alicia+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIydIy2DeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MY-pMRQqYKQ/s320/Brett+and+Alicia+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031139209884601826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are so precious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-7183882804866172004?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7183882804866172004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=7183882804866172004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/7183882804866172004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/7183882804866172004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/02/jan-gorlovka-trip-to-meet-paynes.html' title='Jan Gorlovka Trip to Meet the Paynes'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iyHQ4ojCbLI/RdIzAIy2DfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TxiHu7Uy9l8/s72-c/Brett+and+Alicia+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-8312617103086253677</id><published>2007-01-28T17:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T17:31:36.891+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What does Missionary Mean???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Something that I thought about a lot in the States was being able to be a missionary when I was working a “normal” job and leading a “normal” life, whatever that means.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had a conversation with a friend one time who said he didn’t think he was making any difference because he had a “normal boring” job.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I encouraged him to know that it didn’t matter where he worked, we can share Christ with people every day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Think about people you work with, the check out lady you see every week at the grocery store.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Think about the relationship you already have and how that relationship can grow and how God can use you in their life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Be bold!! God can do anything, we just have to say yes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s really that simple.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our faith in Him will lead us into an amazing life of leading others to know Christ; we just have to believe what God can do, not what we can do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I pray that I can have the boldness to start inviting neighbors up for coffee or meals.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that Jesus ate with people all the time to share True Life with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you opening your home up to people who are not able to pay you back, and to people who need to know Jesus’ love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It doesn’t take much to show people you care about them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Brett and I don’t know people in this building very well; first because we haven’t lived here very long, and second because we are limited in our conversation skills.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Despite this, or even because of this, they will be totally shocked when we invite them here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we do things for people without wanting anything in return, they will begin to wonder why we are doing these things and they will start to ask questions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I pray for the faith and the boldness to share our faith with everyone around us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Matt 25:35-36 For I was hungry, and you fed me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was naked, and you gave me clothing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was sick, and you cared for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was in prison, and you visited me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-8312617103086253677?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8312617103086253677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=8312617103086253677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8312617103086253677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/8312617103086253677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-does-missionary-mean.html' title='What does Missionary Mean???'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116964251987653162</id><published>2007-01-24T14:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:09:10.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Gorlovka</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful visit with some new found friends, the Kenny Payne family.  I would like to introduce you to them and what better way to do that than to link you up to them: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.crossculturegorlovka.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your hospitality, Kenny, Lora, Leanna, Dema, Lexi-- love to the church in Gorlovka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116964251987653162?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116964251987653162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116964251987653162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116964251987653162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116964251987653162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekend-in-gorlovka.html' title='Weekend in Gorlovka'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116947960588591699</id><published>2007-01-22T17:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T02:36:27.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS9TrcfknI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f1MgyC0IZCU/s1600-h/Christmas+and+New+Year+802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS9TrcfknI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f1MgyC0IZCU/s320/Christmas+and+New+Year+802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022847630202344050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy new Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS9T7cfkoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/58Jz-Xsdq8Y/s1600-h/Our+white+Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS9T7cfkoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/58Jz-Xsdq8Y/s320/Our+white+Christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022847634497311362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our White Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS81LcfkiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/toA_WpRfkp0/s1600-h/Christmas+and+New+Year+362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS81LcfkiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/toA_WpRfkp0/s320/Christmas+and+New+Year+362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022847106216333858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Dog Lilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS81bcfkjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ufTI6HlOLlg/s1600-h/Christmas+and+New+Year+561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS81bcfkjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ufTI6HlOLlg/s320/Christmas+and+New+Year+561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022847110511301170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday, Leesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS817cfkkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/reuL0duGkEg/s1600-h/Christmas+and+New+Year+739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS817cfkkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/reuL0duGkEg/s320/Christmas+and+New+Year+739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022847119101235778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Christmas&lt;/s&gt; New Year’s Tree &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS817cfklI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CeT8NWoBgtY/s1600-h/Christmas+and+New+Year+756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS817cfklI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CeT8NWoBgtY/s320/Christmas+and+New+Year+756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022847119101235794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia and the Snow Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS82bcfkmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l95P0pm6Al0/s1600-h/Christmas+and+New+Year+757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS82bcfkmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l95P0pm6Al0/s320/Christmas+and+New+Year+757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022847127691170402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brett and Deed Morose&lt;br /&gt;(that's the best English spelling I could muster for the Ukrainian name for Santa Claus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116947960588591699?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116947960588591699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116947960588591699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116947960588591699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116947960588591699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-our-white-christmas-our.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/RbS9TrcfknI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f1MgyC0IZCU/s72-c/Christmas+and+New+Year+802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116774745997718811</id><published>2007-01-02T15:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T21:04:35.090+02:00</updated><title type='text'>С Новым Годом!</title><content type='html'>(That's Happy New Year, in Russian )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have enjoyed our time off from school.  We are started back Monday, both of us are already starting to study again.  We had really good times for Christmas and New Years.  We had a good trip to Sumy to spend some time with the Christians there before Christmas.  Thanks to both our families and dear friends sending us some really nice packages, we had a grand Christmas morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In class:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,      here’s the progress… it seems little over time, but when we consider that      we’ve only been here a few months, we are stoked by the fact that:&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- our teacher is only speaking Russian      in class now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No English      allowed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;2-&lt;/span&gt;Alicia’s friend Anya was      impressed of Alicia’s knowledge of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She has been here for as long as we have      (she’s from a smaller city), she’s Ukrainian and she said Alicia is making      her way around better than she is.&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Alicia gave proper credit to all our fellow classmates supplying      our networking information.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our prayer for the new year: &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;" lang="RU"&gt;Господь!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;" lang="RU"&gt;Благодарим Тебя за любовь Твою, за то что Ты даровал нам возможность служить Тебе.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;" lang="RU"&gt;Благодарим Тебя за то что Ты даровал нам возможность изучать русский язык&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;" lang="RU"&gt;Благослави нашу учёбу&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;" lang="RU"&gt;Дай нам мудрость и терпение&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;" lang="RU"&gt;Во имя Иисуса Христа, Амин.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for your love, that you grant us opportunity to serve you. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you that you grant us opportunity to study Russian language. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for your teaching. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Give us wisdom and patience. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116774745997718811?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116774745997718811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116774745997718811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116774745997718811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116774745997718811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='С Новым Годом!'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116723607765663819</id><published>2006-12-27T18:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T22:40:56.926+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Orphanage Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Recently, Brett and I visited an orphanage near our apt.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sergeau, the preacher at the Xarkivska Church of Christ invited us to go with him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has been visiting this orphanage for the last year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went into a classroom where there were about 15 kids around the ages of 8-10.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course Brett and I aren’t sure of everything that was said, but he had a school type lesson with them and he also incorporated Jesus into it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We helped the kids as they made their crafts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were able to say a few things to them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was kind of intimidating for me because I’m used to being able to easily have a conversation with children and this time it was a stretch to speak a few sentences like asking them what their name was and how old they were.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of them knew some Spanish that they had been learning in school at the orphanage, so we counted in Spanish together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;One thing that was especially heart breaking was that they called all adults “mama” or “papa.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sergeau&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;said it was because they so desperately wanted to have their own mama and papa.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the class was ending, different men and women came in and out and took a child with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sergeau&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;said they worked for the orphanage and did different things with the kids.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;After the orphanage visit, Brett and I walked to get on the metro and I noticed a little girl holding a woman’s hand and turning back and smiling at us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I realized it was a little girl that I had talked to at the orphanage.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She got on the metro too but I never saw her again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s neat the connection that I felt with that little girl although we could barely speak to each other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;I hope to visit as many orphanages as I can to see what all the needs are and to see if this is a ministry that I might get involved in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116723607765663819?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116723607765663819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116723607765663819&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116723607765663819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116723607765663819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/12/orphanage-visit.html' title='Orphanage Visit'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116653924275412813</id><published>2006-12-19T16:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:40:42.766+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DAILY LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Speaking the Russian language, when you only know pieces of it is like playing taboo and charades at the same time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s like taboo because we only know so many words and it’s like charades because we do a lot of motions and pointing when we talk to someone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;A few weeks ago, Brett and I were looking for suction cups to hang a strand of Christmas lights, I had no idea how to say suction cups in Russian ( we unfortunately have not learned that word in class yet).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know how to say “I want to buy” and I know the word “window” in Russian.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, we found someone working and I said, “I want to buy this”, and I pointed to a strand of Christmas lights.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I then said “window” and made a suction cup noise and asked if they had those.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(I hope this makes sense).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Any way, he understood and pointed us in the right direction.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was so excited that I got my point across.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have learned that you can’t be afraid and you have to be willing to sound silly, or you will never get anywhere.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It helps us with the language the more we practice it and it builds our confidence that we can actually communicate (as funny as it may look and sound).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Today I went to the grocery store and was looking for this stuff called “cmalets” that Grady said I could try in cookies to substitute shortening. I couldn’t find it, so I asked a lady near me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She couldn’t find any, so she asked me to follow her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went to the meat dept. and didn’t find any.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She asked an employee&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and she told us to go back to the butter section.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we made it back, she asked a random lady and before I knew it, 3 or 4 ladies were discussing where this “foreigner girl” might find some “cmalets.” It was quite an interesting sight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was neat how helpful they were all trying to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;In the end, they decided I needed to go to the market to find some. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;That’s a tiny glimpse into life here in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116653924275412813?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116653924275412813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116653924275412813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116653924275412813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116653924275412813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/12/daily-life.html' title='DAILY LIFE'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116515746284943920</id><published>2006-12-03T16:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T15:03:14.266+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter</title><content type='html'>As Christmas approaches, I have begun to miss home more and more.  (i realize home is a relative word)  I have been pleasantly surprised to find that since a few weeks ago, we have started seeing Christmas decorations for sale.  Now we are seeing places like McDonalds, some store windows and the malls decorating with trees and lights.  I definitely did not expect this;  I have been told this has happened within the last couple of years.  Brett and I have bought a few ornaments and decorations and hopefully we will buy a tree this week.  I realize that things like Christmas decorations don't really matter, but it has helped me to feel more "at home"  here during this time of the year.  This will be my first Christmas not seeing my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something we have been hearing lately is how "mild" this autumn and fall has been.  This morning at church, a lady told us that there is usually snow on the ground by now and that the temperature is much much colder.  We did notice ice on tree branches this morning!!  We are very thankful for this unusual Ukraine weather, but I know it will change soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something we are struggling to get used to is the thick, overcast skies and the darkness by 4pm.  It has been very foggy lately, just about all day.  Yesterday the sun came out for the first time in a week.  It's difficult to stay active when the weather is like this, but it will be with us for a while and I am sure that God will provide us with plenty of his work this winter.  (Alicia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116515746284943920?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116515746284943920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116515746284943920&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116515746284943920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116515746284943920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/12/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116505576434965771</id><published>2006-12-02T12:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T12:36:04.376+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Since thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/711/523/1600/600783/IMG_9260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/711/523/320/836797/IMG_9260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had a great Thanksgiving with our classmates and their families, including a missionary family from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Moscow&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We visited the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Shevchenko&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Church&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; where Rick and Carol Pinchuk have been working since 1990. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They have a nice family atmosphere.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There, we met some young Christian women from our section of the city whom Alicia has been visiting with. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m going to brag on Alicia:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’re both in the same class, learning the same materials—so she’s not supposed to be more advanced than I am. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday, we were down on Andressky and she was just chatting away with some of the ladies in the booths. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was proud of her skills.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;December is a big month for the White House (Ukraine)- Our Anniversary (5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;), then Christmas (25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;), Alicia’s Birthday (28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;), New Year’s and our “second” Anniversary (31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;—meaning the anniversary of our WV wedding). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We started the &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Слова&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="RU"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;а&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="RU"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;Воге&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="RU"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(Word of God) section of our studies. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After three months of studying grammar, finally, we have gotten to the point of our language studies that distinguishes this program from studying at a university. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, as you can see, I have discovered how to type “&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;по&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;русски&lt;/span&gt;” (in Russian)— I had to type a model of the Russian keyboard and taped it to the top there so I can remember the home-rows. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We are not assuming that our beloveds who check this block will understand it all, so we’ll put in some translation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like our next prayer we are learning for instance: &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;" lang="RU"&gt;Господь!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;" lang="RU"&gt;Влагодаримь Тебя за то что Ты пришёл на землю чтобы спасти и исцелить нас.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;" lang="RU"&gt;Влагодаримь Тебя за Твою заботу, за Твою мудрость, за то что Ты так прекрасно сотврил Твой мир.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;" lang="RU"&gt;Влагодаримь Тебя за то что Ты доверил нам эму землю за то что Ты вознаграждаешь наш труд.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;" lang="RU"&gt;Мы славим Тебя Господь.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Амин. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God- &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you because you came to earth to save and to heal us &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for your work, for your wisdom, that you created so beautifully in your world&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you because you entrusted us to this world so that you may reward our work. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We praise you, God, Amen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116505576434965771?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116505576434965771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116505576434965771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116505576434965771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116505576434965771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/12/since-thanksgiving.html' title='Since thanksgiving'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116379060360662420</id><published>2006-11-17T20:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:41:28.576+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Budapest for visas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/VISA%20BERT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/VISA%20BERT.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/VISA%20LEESH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/VISA%20LEESH.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ukrainian government will not issue visas through their own embassy on their soil.  SO we had to travel to the nearest embassy (and one reputed to be easy to work with), which was Budapest.  Some friends of ours gave us many travel tips that made our trip easier.  We found it to be a wonderful city, we are glad we were "forced" to go there and hope maybe someday in the future something may "force" us to return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8988.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An example of the beautiful region of Buda.  This is right behind the bus stop behind the Ukrainian Embassy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8982.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always a good picture of the open markets with all the color and interesting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_9092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_9092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of Alicia's favorite shots... ice skating in front of a castle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_9155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_9155.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we stand on the Buda side overlooking Pest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_9204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_9204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An old church.  This photo is more aesthetically pleasing than the Burger King. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116379060360662420?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116379060360662420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116379060360662420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116379060360662420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116379060360662420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/11/budapest-for-visas.html' title='Budapest for visas'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116361812132610580</id><published>2006-11-15T21:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:17:41.660+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer # 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Отец наш небесный!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Благодаpим Тебя за мир который ты сотворил&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Благодаpим Тебя за всё прекрасное что есть в мире&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Благодаpим Тебя за етот прекрасный осенний день&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Благодаpим Тебя за Твою заботу&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Благодаpим Тебя за Твою помощь&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Господь!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Дай нам мудрость и терпение&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Помоги нам хорошо понять урок &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Благослови нашу учёбу&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Благослови нас, Господь&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Помоги нам постоянно прославлять Твоё имя&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Во имя Иисуса Христа, Аминь.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our heavenly Father&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for the peace that you created&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for all the beauty that is in the world &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for this beautiful fall day &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for Your care &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for Your help&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Give us wisdom and patience &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Help us learn the lesson well &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bless us with your teaching &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bless us, God. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Help us continually bless Your name &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116361812132610580?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116361812132610580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116361812132610580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116361812132610580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116361812132610580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/11/prayer-5.html' title='Prayer # 5'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116284782271205647</id><published>2006-11-06T22:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T06:59:06.956+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Shole Sneg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/snow%20picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/400/snow%20picture.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(that means that snow comes in Kiev)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/coats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/coats.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leesh and Me with our new coats.  Nice coats, but we are relying on God's mercies to keep us warm this winter!  It's just getting started good and it's about as cold as I've ever known it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8925.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Lena, Nena, Julia and Alicia waiting on the marshrutka after church Sunday.   The church in Sumy are doing well.  We were happy to be able to travel there to be with them.   If you look closely, you can see the snow falling in the camera's flash.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8942.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lena and Julia are often our hostessess in Sumy because we can all communicate in English.  We are learning Russian, but our conversations are long enough for greetings.  We're working up to our conversations to be the length of "tea," one day maybe we'll achieve a meal's length of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8918.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Brett sitting at home in the "office" talking on Skype.  (brett.alicia.white).  Note the inside clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116284782271205647?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116284782271205647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116284782271205647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116284782271205647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116284782271205647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/11/shole-sneg.html' title='Shole Sneg'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116186774518253648</id><published>2006-10-26T14:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T05:27:04.003+02:00</updated><title type='text'>WW2 museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8882.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8882.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Alicia and I in front of one of the bas relief statues at the WW2 museum here in Kiev.  Impressive it was!  We didn't take pictures inside, you'll have to come visit us and we'll take you there.   The stakes were high and many battles were fought on Ukrainian soil-- millions of lives were lost.  They have memorialized honorably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8899.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our museum trip we were invited to the home of Ann Marie, Alan, and Emily.  Here I am when dinner is served, Alicia with photo credits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8876.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8876.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's our group.  We were all touristy Americans and we didn't care who knew.  We may have been the only people in Kiev who had a picnic in the rain. &lt;br /&gt;Alan, Calyn, Emily, Alicia, Lori, Callie, Harmony, AnnMarie, Jenny, Brett with photo credit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8887.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8887.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the silver lady whose image watches over Kiev.  She's really big, there's nothing in the picture to give perspective, but let's just say if she and the Statue of Liberty got into a fight, she would probably win. (because of choice of weapons, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8897.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me and Leesh in front of the pretty leaves, bound to fall soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116186774518253648?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116186774518253648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116186774518253648&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116186774518253648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116186774518253648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/10/ww2-museum.html' title='WW2 museum'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116102512819212983</id><published>2006-10-16T20:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:58:48.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer # 4.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Otets nosh nebezniy! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blagodareem Tebya za novee din&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blagodareem Tebya za xleb&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blagodareem Tebya ze pomosht&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gospoad’!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tiy bcemogootsee! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tiy meelacerdniy!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tiy spravedleeviy! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tiy sovershenniy!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Miy lewbeem Tebya!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Die nam svaio lewboaf&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pamagee nam eezoochat roosky yizik&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pamagee nam cliyshat, Tvoy slova, kogda miy cheetaiem Beebleeyoo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pamagee nam propovedobat Sloba Tvayo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="border-style: none none dotted; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-width: medium medium 3pt; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;V’eemya Eesoosa Xreesta, Ameen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our heavenly father!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for this new day &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for the bread&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for your help&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God, You are Allmighty!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are merciful!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are just! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are perfect!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We love you!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Give us your love &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Help us study Russian language &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Help us hear Your Word when we study the Bible&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Help us preach Your Word &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116102512819212983?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116102512819212983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116102512819212983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116102512819212983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116102512819212983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/10/prayer-4.html' title='Prayer # 4.'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-116048252865087333</id><published>2006-10-10T14:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:15:51.266+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversaries</title><content type='html'>We have been here for 7 weeks.  Just over a week ago, Brett and came upon our first anniversary.  That is the anniversary of us meeting at Tammany Oaks Church of Christ, just after Hurricane Katrina hit last year  (our prayers are with those in Mandeville La. that are still in the midst of  life after the Katrina and Rita).  Although we were not directly affected by the storm, we were both very much indirectly affected.  Both of our lives are drastically different since the storm.  God has directed our paths together and now here to Ukraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe that we have almost been married one year.  I pray that God will allow us to use every day as a most wonderful gift and opportunity to serve him by serving each other in our marriage and those around us;  whether we can speak their language or not.  It will be quite a while before we can have conversations with people, but I know God will show us ways to share his love with those around us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-116048252865087333?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/116048252865087333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=116048252865087333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116048252865087333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/116048252865087333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/10/anniversaries.html' title='Anniversaries'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115997312695090009</id><published>2006-10-04T16:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:30:42.866+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer #3</title><content type='html'>Maleetva # 3:&lt;br /&gt;Otez nash nebesniy! &lt;br /&gt;Blagadareem Tebya za looboaf Tvayoo.&lt;br /&gt;Blagadareem Tebya za etat den&lt;br /&gt;Blagadareem Tebya za Ceena ee spaseneeya&lt;br /&gt;Blagadareem Tebya za xlep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me loobeem Tebya, Gospoad'.&lt;br /&gt;Die nam sealy, zdaroveea, terpinea&lt;br /&gt;Pomogee nam harrashow govareet ee poneemat pa russky&lt;br /&gt;Me clabeet Tebya ee malimcya.  Ameen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;And now in English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer # 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our heavenly Father!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your love.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for this beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your Son and salvation&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you God&lt;br /&gt;Give us strength, health, patience&lt;br /&gt;Help us to speak and understand Russian well&lt;br /&gt;We praise you and pray.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (these prayers are numbered because we are learning them in class-- one at a time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115997312695090009?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115997312695090009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115997312695090009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115997312695090009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115997312695090009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/10/prayer-3.html' title='Prayer #3'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115997285184227215</id><published>2006-10-04T16:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:40:52.530+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Alicia Visiting with the Babuskas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/400/IMG_8810.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115997285184227215?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115997285184227215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115997285184227215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115997285184227215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115997285184227215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/10/alicia-visiting-with-babuskas.html' title='Alicia Visiting with the Babuskas'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115974033140415290</id><published>2006-10-01T23:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:05:31.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This week in Kiev</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8773%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8773%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my beautiful wife sniffing some mama-jahambo flowers we got from a little feller down at the Metro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8799%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8799%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish you could smell this 'nanner pudding?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Grady (and no doubt Nancy) for the recipe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8780%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8780%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Brett buying produce at the outdoor market&lt;br /&gt;Alicia's a good photographer, isn't she?  Look at all the colors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8749%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8749%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some friends of ours having tea in our doma. &lt;br /&gt;They were recently evacuated from their mission point--&lt;br /&gt;which is somewhere in the 10/40 window. &lt;br /&gt;There are still missionaries whose lives are still in danger in the field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115974033140415290?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115974033140415290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115974033140415290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115974033140415290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115974033140415290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-week-in-kiev.html' title='This week in Kiev'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115935828432164613</id><published>2006-09-27T13:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:58:04.336+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Language proficiency</title><content type='html'>Alicia and I sat in class during our mid week study day to attend a seminar at the language school.  It was a primer course on the ENGLISH language, to remind of us those things we should have been listening for during English class long ago.  One must know the elements of his/her own language well enough before delving into another tongue-- at least it really helps.  Howard Botterill conducted the seminar.  One of the interesting pages was the following comparative chart for language proficiency.  The goal of the 2 year SEND program is marked there at 2+. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/program%20goals%20for%20send.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/400/program%20goals%20for%20send.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115935828432164613?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115935828432164613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115935828432164613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115935828432164613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115935828432164613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/09/language-proficiency.html' title='Language proficiency'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115904143026049521</id><published>2006-09-23T21:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T09:36:30.453+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer #2-</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our heavenly Father, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank You!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for our home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for our church. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for the food. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know and see all things &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know all our troubles &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know that we now are studying Russian language &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Help us to speak and understand Russian well&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115904143026049521?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115904143026049521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115904143026049521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115904143026049521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115904143026049521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/09/prayer-2.html' title='Prayer #2-'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115861353047749119</id><published>2006-09-18T23:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T19:05:44.063+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have been here one month today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're into our third week of school, things are going well.  Our teacher Nedezhda is back and her husband is recovering well from his brain surgery and stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/school%2C%20flowers%2C%20hamburger%20001%20Medium%20Web%20view.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/school%2C%20flowers%2C%20hamburger%20001%20Medium%20Web%20view.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Alicia studying hard in class, our substitute teacher Elena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/school%2C%20flowers%2C%20hamburger%20006%20Medium%20Web%20view.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/school%2C%20flowers%2C%20hamburger%20006%20Medium%20Web%20view.6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyiv is beautiful this time of year, the fall flowers blooming.  Leaves are close to falling as well.  We saw them on the ground in Sumy as early as September 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/Copy%20of%20school%2C%20flowers%2C%20hamburger%20025.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/Copy%20of%20school%2C%20flowers%2C%20hamburger%20025.5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week marks the anniversary of the day that I traveled down to Louisiana to go help with the relief work.  Steps of faith always lead to a path you were never expecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/week%20of%20sept%2018%20015.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/week%20of%20sept%2018%20015.5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the city, on many of the main streets, they block off car traffic to make way for walkers.  This is Alicia and I near Contractova Plosha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have a washer without a built in drain, always put the drain hose away before you wash anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks are legal, purchaseable on the street-- and the big ones go off at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are learning a little bit at a time, having a little more conversation at stores, on the street, at the doma (home).  God bless ya'll and thanks for your prayers and looking in on us from time to time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115861353047749119?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115861353047749119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115861353047749119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115861353047749119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115861353047749119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-have-been-here-one-month-today.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115791504552155500</id><published>2006-09-10T22:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T03:37:11.330+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Sumy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8679%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8679%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pictures from school Friday-- most of our classmates eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8681%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8681%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This room serves as our classroom from 9-11:30, our dining room from 11:30-noon.  Alicia and I are on the right there and that's the director Howard Botterill in the foreground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8682%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8682%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode the train to Sumy for the weekend. It was our first "solo" experience without Grady helping.  We learned that 1- we need to leave more than an hour and half early to get there close to on time.   2- packing light is a good thing when you must drag your luggage through the streets of Kiev  (and we are wondering how long the wheels are goin 3- that they actually put your seat number/car number on your ticket but they always write it in Russian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8684%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8684%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading in a book called CULTURE SHOCK UKRAINE by Meredith Dalton that said if you share a cabin with a Ukrainian, they will offer you food.  Here is Brett and Luda eating some Ukrainian corn on the cob she offered us-- this was the second course after the chocolates, kleb (bread) and kilbasa (sausage).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never ridden in a train car like this before, but I have seen them in the Beatles movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN SUMY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8687%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8687%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alicia, Lilly, Julia, Lena, and Nena in the guest room at the Sumy Church building where we stayed.  They were vistiting us Saturday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8692%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8692%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church was doing well; we had a good service conducted by brother Vova (right) and several of the ladies saw us off with tea and a snack before our Marshrutka ride back to Kiev.  (This part Alicia DID NOT like.  We both prefer the train now that we know the difference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8678%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8678%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our lessons for the week was 1- not to buy a cutting board because it is cheapest and&lt;br /&gt;2- do not try to wash said cheap cutting board in the dishwasher heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_8666%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_8666%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, our companion Lilly.  She's been a point of contact for so many people-- and an added motivation to learn the language so we can talk to people!  Alicia said at McDonald's tonight that the trash guy was trying to talk to Lilly-- and she said if she had known Russian, she would have sat him right down and started a conversation like, "Do you know who made this dog?  ... well, he made you too..." and "I would have told him about Jesus!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly is fine... and so are we.  Ya'll have a wonderful week-- thanks for checking in on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115791504552155500?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115791504552155500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115791504552155500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115791504552155500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115791504552155500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekend-in-sumy.html' title='Weekend in Sumy'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115765536701956586</id><published>2006-09-07T21:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:49:09.383+03:00</updated><title type='text'>September 7,2006</title><content type='html'>School is going well so far.  We are enjoying getting to know other students.  There are many couples around our age;  several of the ones we have met have small children.  We plan on having people over often for fellowship.  Once I get the grocery shopping and cooking down a little more, I will start cooking for others.  Brett and I feel this is one way we want to serve others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Speaking of shopping, Brett and I find it interesting how many varieties of ketchup there are.  They are Ukrainian brands and when we choose one, we basically have to go by the picture on the package until we learn food words.  The bad thing though is some foods have Ukranian writing instead of Russian, so we'll have to wing it.  (We did find Heinz at a grocery store nearby, so we picked that up too :) I am getting good ideas from classmates.  We are eating lunch at the school every day, so we get to hang out with people that are in other time slots and some are second year students, so they have lots of good advice.  Today we found out which store has burritos and tacos and we also found out there is a movie theater that plays movies in English once a week.  It's not too far from us;  even if it is it will probably be worth it.  I don't know if they are new movies, but we will definitely check into it.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;        Today, we had to combine classes with another first year class because our teacher's husband had to have emergency surgery.  He apparently had a stroke a while ago and whatever happened yesterday has caused him to need brain surgery.  I don't remember his name, but please pray for him and our teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          It's so weird to live in another country.  I think we are slowly getting accumstomed to it.  I think about my life a year ago and it strikes me as pretty amazing that I live across the world now.  I know God has led us here to join Him in His work here in Ukraine.  I miss my family, my friends, and my state, but He gives me strength to be here and not become overwhelmed by these longings.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;        I hope as we blog, it keeps you connected to us, despite the miles between us.  We pray for our family and friends daily.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Alicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115765536701956586?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115765536701956586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115765536701956586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115765536701956586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115765536701956586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/09/september-72006.html' title='September 7,2006'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115752908185510952</id><published>2006-09-06T10:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:51:21.876+03:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20032%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20032%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20077%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20077%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view from our apartment... actually it's the beautiul September sky-- the well worn football field (soccer field) is not this pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20076%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20076%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That there is Russian language books on my lap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20113%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20113%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Joel-- besides being the first guest in our flat, he is one of our classmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20063%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/Not%20tourist%20anymore%20063%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we were back at the apartment after school the first day, we heard the most beautiful music coming outside.  It was defiinitely real time horns, so we peeked out to investigate.  The door beside our door on the same building were obviously having a wake of some sort... playing music, mourners, and all.  Part of our view was obstructed by a tree for most of the time, but when the procession started moving, we saw a few women carrying what looked like a coffin away toward a Marshrutka looking bus.  We thought it strange that there were so many able bodied men and the babushkas were carrying the coffin.  When the next wave of the procession passed, we saw that what the ladies were carrying was the coffin lid, because there was the deceased lying open air in front of everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an interesting thing to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115752908185510952?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115752908185510952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115752908185510952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115752908185510952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115752908185510952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-week-of-school.html' title='First week of school'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115736400145281804</id><published>2006-09-04T12:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:00:01.460+03:00</updated><title type='text'>School Day</title><content type='html'>Today we started class at SEND.  It was a really good day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teacher's name is Deszhenda, we  have  two fellow students, Joel and Tom.  We started slow with the alphabet and will be moving on  more quickly since all of us are ready to roll more steady. &lt;br /&gt;The school has a family atmosphere-- we shared a meal with many of the students and teachers after class this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be studying this afternoon, I'm glad we had the weekend to get the apartment more in order (still a little bit of settling to go).  We are excited about hosting people very soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for checking up on us... we love ya'll back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett, with Alicia by my side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115736400145281804?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115736400145281804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115736400145281804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115736400145281804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115736400145281804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-day.html' title='School Day'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115688536148362512</id><published>2006-08-30T00:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T00:02:41.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, we settled on an apartment today-- finally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had to pay more than we were expecting to, but it has all we need and doesn’t have anything we didn’t like.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s seems safe and is aesthetically pleasing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is big enough for us to host people coming in from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (whosoever will).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a short walk to our school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s an answer to our prayers and we are anxious only for the ways that God will be able to use this new space he has blessed us with. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grady helped us more than we can express our thanks to him, putting in hours and hours on the phone and traveling with us from apartment to apartment, spending his last precious few days of freedom from work (before school starts) helping us when he could have been spending the time with his family enjoying final days of vacation. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We’ve thanked him but we wanted to mention him to honor him!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115688536148362512?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115688536148362512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115688536148362512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115688536148362512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115688536148362512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-we-settled-on-apartment-today.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115657693389562803</id><published>2006-08-26T10:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:23:08.593+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>High of 78 today, sunny weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to this big ole mall yesterday with the Bryans (just in case we start getting culturally mall-deprived)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning from Kiev-- We are taking a short trip to Sumy this afternoon, will be there for Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for the apartment to be in.   If we don't find something by the beginning of the week, we will go ahead and choose from what we have already seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115657693389562803?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115657693389562803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115657693389562803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115657693389562803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115657693389562803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/08/high-of-78-today-sunny-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115610042231096194</id><published>2006-08-20T21:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:06:44.260+03:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/1600/brett%20cooking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/320/brett%20cooking.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/1600/phillip%20and%20lilly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/320/phillip%20and%20lilly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/1600/eating%20at%20picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/320/eating%20at%20picnic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/1600/picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/320/picnic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/1600/picinc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/320/picinc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/1600/the%20girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1838/320/the%20girls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back in Ukraine! We arrived around 1:30 or 2:00pm Ukraine time (7am Eastern time) on Friday the 18th after a slight plane delay.  We were tired but glad to arrive safely and glad to see the Bryan family again.  The jet lag does not seem to be as bad this time; I think it is because it is summer and it is daylight longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Saturday we went looking for apts near the school we will attend and we went to the forest for a cookout with the Bryan family and Larissa and Max's family. They are staying with Grady and Lena with their twin girls for a few days because they are possibly moving to Kiev from Sumy if they can get jobs.   She was our translator before so we know them pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today we went to church at Nievky;  the building was full.  At the end of the service they share prayer requests and then spend time in prayer together.  Lena was telling me that before church some of the members stood outside the building and also walked around this morning to tell people about Jesus and to pass out New Testament Bibles.  It is so refreshing to know this church is so active in evangelizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was strange when I heard Russian in the airport and it sounded familiar.  It was also strange that Kiev does not seem as foreign;  in the spring it was difficult because it was so new and different and awkward and all other adjectives to describe the feelings of being in a foreign country.  Words we learned in the spring are coming back to us;  we are recognizing them in speech.  I think being with the Bryans and hearing it constantly helps us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't know how to describe what it feels like to be back.  I know I am excited to find a place of our own and start learing Russian.  Max and Larissa's girls do not know english and it is hard for me to deal with the language barrier with them.  They come up to me and say things and I want to talk back so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I took Lilly outside and she started running around in circles as she loves to do;  a lady came out of the library by the apt building and began laughing and I wanted to talk to her.  Lilly has already done what I knew she would;  connect me to strangers in ways that crosses language barriers.  People immediately smile and assume conversation with me because of her;  this is a wonderful thing and I am ready to start learning the language so I can connect much deeper with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115610042231096194?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115610042231096194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115610042231096194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115610042231096194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115610042231096194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/08/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115370342039041467</id><published>2006-07-24T04:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T04:10:20.400+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Valdosta</title><content type='html'>We're back in V-town for a few weeks before we head back to Ukraine.  It was good to be at Central Church of Christ, my most recent home congregation before my adventures to Louisiana, Alicia, and Ukraine.  It was great to see everyone-- sorta sad to see the Moffetts go.  Thanks to everyone who said they have been reading up on us. We've not been posting much since we've been back, but thanks for checking in on us.  We will start more postings when we get back to Kiev.  Love all ya'll, Brett and Alicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115370342039041467?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115370342039041467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115370342039041467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115370342039041467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115370342039041467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/07/valdosta.html' title='Valdosta'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115361505071710104</id><published>2006-07-23T03:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T03:37:32.156+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Three and a Half Weeks To Go</title><content type='html'>We are back in Georgia For our last few weeks; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a wonderful beach vacation with Brett's family last week;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing to work on all the last minute details;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love all of our family and friends;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all, we praise God who has given us life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115361505071710104?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115361505071710104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115361505071710104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115361505071710104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115361505071710104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/07/three-and-half-weeks-to-go.html' title='Three and a Half Weeks To Go'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115284985137375615</id><published>2006-07-14T06:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T07:04:11.383+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>We have been in Wv visiting my family for the last 3 1/2 weeks.  It's been wonderful to be here so long and visit my family and friends.  We are visiting some of my extended family today and tomorrow and we are then headed back to GA.    Please pray for us as we continue to prepare to leave. There is still a lot to do and I can get easily stressed out.  God has recently given me peace about our health insurance we will be purchasing, so that was a huge blessing and relief.  Thank you for checking our blog and keeping up with us.                                                                        Please email us or call us;  just continue to keep in touch so we can pray for you and what God is doing in your lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115284985137375615?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115284985137375615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115284985137375615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115284985137375615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115284985137375615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-115083614624888058</id><published>2006-06-20T23:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T03:48:07.743+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ukraine Mission Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/brett%20and%20alicia%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/400/brett%20and%20alicia%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/brett%20and%20alicia%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/400/brett%20and%20alicia%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/brett%20and%20alicia%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/400/brett%20and%20alicia%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/brett%20and%20alicia%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/400/brett%20and%20alicia%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-115083614624888058?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/115083614624888058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=115083614624888058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115083614624888058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/115083614624888058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/06/ukraine-mission-work_20.html' title='Ukraine Mission Work'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-114947879324910894</id><published>2006-06-05T06:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T06:39:53.260+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abilene, Texas</title><content type='html'>We have been in Abilene at ACU for the past 3 weeks taking Cultural Anthropology and Spiritual Formations classes.  There was also a Mission's Focus that we participated in for 3 days. &lt;br /&gt;This trip has been such a tremendous blessing for us.  We have made many new friends and so many new contacts for mission work.  ACU is full of teachers who were in overseas mission work and are still involved, and it has a mission's program that prepares and sends students into the mission field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual lessons that I have learned are priceless and uncountable.   We also learned so much about mission work and missionary care; things that I had not really ever thought about.  Another major blessing from this trip were the Dr's appts that were provided to Brett and I.  I had no idea we would receive all of the medical care that we did. &lt;br /&gt;I believe that the Holy Spirit guided us to ACU for these 3 weeks, because I did not realize how important it was that we come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be in Ballinger, Texas, about an hour from ACU, until probably the end of this week.  We are here visiting with the Ukraine Mission Board.  Two of the members will be back in the States from Ukraine on Tuesday.  We will meet with them a few days later to give them a chance to rest a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-114947879324910894?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/114947879324910894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=114947879324910894&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114947879324910894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114947879324910894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/06/abilene-texas.html' title='Abilene, Texas'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-114736530686046224</id><published>2006-05-11T18:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T19:35:06.926+03:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back.</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday was a day of nineteen hours of daylight!  We had good travels on Air France all the way back to Atlanta where Mom and Dad picked us up and drove us to Valdosta.  Good spirits, good meal at the original Dwarf House Chick Fil A, good conversations, and a great nap.  We've conquered the jet lag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now preparing to go back to Texas for the rest of the month of May for Abilene Christian's Mission Forum.  We have a book to read and review before then.  We've had good days of rest, viewed Ice Age 2, had good family time, dinner with Jerry and Lora, a doctor visit for me, a salon visit for Alicia, a day of yard work, a nice seafood dinner, and a four mile walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still praying toward our decision and ministry path.  We haven't lost the lesson from another culture, being strangers in a foreign land.  We can't think of any decision as permanent-- nothing in this life is.  My prayer is for faith and obedience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_4120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_4120.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Alicia at the Forest.  See all the pretty yellow flowers about?  We were leaving on the May-day holidays, on the verge of Spring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_4092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_4092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia is prettier than the flowers, I know, but I thought we would make them look good if she stood in front of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/IMG_4257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/IMG_4257.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We owe a lot of gratitude to Grady and Lena Bryan.  They were aquaintances when we went over, but they are now dear friends.  We love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-114736530686046224?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/114736530686046224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=114736530686046224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114736530686046224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114736530686046224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/05/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back.'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-114624696379304382</id><published>2006-04-28T20:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T20:56:03.856+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dascha Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/trip%20to%20nenas11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/trip%20to%20nenas11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Path to Nena's Summer House &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/trip%20to%20nenas6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/trip%20to%20nenas6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett and Leesh at the garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/trip%20to%20nenas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/trip%20to%20nenas5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett cutting wood for the fire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/trip%20to%20nenas8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/trip%20to%20nenas8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nena and Leesh at the garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/trip%20to%20nenas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/trip%20to%20nenas1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia's pretty flowers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/trip%20to%20nenas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/trip%20to%20nenas12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daschas and the water hole &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/trip%20to%20nenas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/trip%20to%20nenas3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nena and Brett in front of Blue Lake (that's the name of it) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/trip%20to%20nenas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/trip%20to%20nenas4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side view of Nena and Ivan's Dascha.  A quaint little place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-114624696379304382?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/114624696379304382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=114624696379304382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114624696379304382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114624696379304382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/04/dascha-visit.html' title='Dascha Visit'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-114624619765554180</id><published>2006-04-28T20:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T20:43:17.656+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasca at Sumy Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/pasca%20pictures7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/pasca%20pictures7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia and Vita at the Pasca table, getting the goodies ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/pasca%20pictures8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/pasca%20pictures8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett and Leesh at our special "place of honor"-- note the Pasca Bread with the sprouting wheat wreath &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/pasca%20pictures6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/pasca%20pictures6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pasca play.  These are the kids from the Bible study they have each Sunday at Lena's house.  They are neighborhood kids.  This was a special day for them all to be at the church-house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/pasca%20pictures5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/pasca%20pictures5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-114624619765554180?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/114624619765554180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=114624619765554180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114624619765554180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114624619765554180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/04/pasca-at-sumy-church.html' title='Pasca at Sumy Church'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-114588868247918304</id><published>2006-04-24T16:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T17:15:36.450+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasca</title><content type='html'>We are week behind USA for "Easter", but it was PASCA here yesterday.  So when someone in Russian says some greeting to you something about Christ and it's the Sunday after Easter in America, you're supposed to say to them "vayeesteno vas Chris". They said, "Christ is arisen" and you just said "surely arisen."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took in the whole orthodox tradition of "Pasca".  We went to the church at 11:30pm and these are some of the images we captured:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/pasca%20pictures4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/pasca%20pictures4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the priests in the procession.  They marched out of the church, having left the "body of Christ" on the altar down front.  The procession marched out and walked around the church three times (to represent the days of Christ in the grave).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/pasca%20pictures2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/pasca%20pictures2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had military men holding the crosses, priests holding the icons and candlesticks, and the "main guy" was in charge of the whole program.  We noticed that there are distinctions of hair among Orthodox clergy.  The young ones (altar boys and young priests) have no facial hair and short hair cuts.  The more intermediate priests may have mustaches or thin beards.  As their expertise increases, so does their hair.  The "second man" had a thick beard and medium length hair.  The main guy wore bushy beard and long hair.  All the women keep their heads covered and they do sing accapella.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/pasca%20pictures3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/pasca%20pictures3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the people who followed.  I walked around once, and they were like sheep.  There were little babushkas running past me to get closer to the clergy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a holiday today and the whole week for some, following Pasca.  They will be having picnics all over, going to the Forest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/pasca%20pictures9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/pasca%20pictures9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later... (and a few days late anyway) Love b and leesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-114588868247918304?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/114588868247918304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=114588868247918304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114588868247918304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114588868247918304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/04/pasca_24.html' title='Pasca'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-114546096436189868</id><published>2006-04-19T17:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T17:36:04.406+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Midweek photo update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/16ththrough19th%20017%20Medium%20Web%20view.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/16ththrough19th%20017%20Medium%20Web%20view.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/16ththrough19th%20001%20Medium%20Web%20view.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/16ththrough19th%20001%20Medium%20Web%20view.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset from the stairway of our apt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/16ththrough19th%20063%20Medium%20Web%20view.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/16ththrough19th%20063%20Medium%20Web%20view.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett at hard at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/16ththrough19th%20065%20Medium%20Web%20view.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/16ththrough19th%20065%20Medium%20Web%20view.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly Bible study at the church building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/16ththrough19th%20069%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/16ththrough19th%20069%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nina and Sasha's apt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/16ththrough19th%20073%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/16ththrough19th%20073%20Medium%20Web%20view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tree painting before Easter Sunday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-114546096436189868?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/114546096436189868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=114546096436189868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114546096436189868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114546096436189868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/04/midweek-photo-update.html' title='Midweek photo update'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-114545981687120869</id><published>2006-04-19T17:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T17:16:56.873+02:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Teaching</title><content type='html'>God has been showing me so much since I have been here.  I guess sometimes we have to find ourselves in  circumstances and situations beyond what we have experienced before, in order to see things differently, to see and hear God differently, and to learn great lessons in our walk of faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God chooses these times to teach us lessons that we may not quite grasp in any situation other than in the one we are currently in.  God has taught Brett and me lessons in our relationship with each other that are indescribable.  The situation here at the church and the way of life that we have found ourselves in has also cultivated so many lessons in my life.  One of these great lessons has been to "seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well."  This is such a familiar verse (Matthew 6:33) and it seems so basic and obvious, but this verse seems to come to me at different seasons in my life with new and renewed meaning.  When I find things very confusing and challenging, I can easily find myself questioning everything.  When I finally get away from this thought pattern and I remember Matthew 6:33 and other verses like Luke 12:24 (reminded to me by my husband) which says to remember that God finds us far more valuable than birds, which are fed without having to give it any thought or worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so different in other parts of the world.  This is their world and Brett and I have found ourselves in the middle of it.  Despite many of the differences that I have been living in, God is still the same.  He is evident when i look around;  He is here as much as He is in West Virginia, Georgia, Louisiana, wherever.  People need God and we are dead without Him.  This is the message that everyone needs to hear.  The Lord sends us out to spread His message of Love, Grace, Forgiveness, Joy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(alicia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-114545981687120869?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/114545981687120869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=114545981687120869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114545981687120869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114545981687120869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/04/gods-teaching.html' title='God&apos;s Teaching'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360890792415820419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-114545912778144756</id><published>2006-04-19T16:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T17:06:39.976+02:00</updated><title type='text'>impressions of Sumy</title><content type='html'>I have been keeping a sketching journal since we've been here in Ukraine.  Here are some of the sites that have impressed me:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/brett%20blog%20birch%20tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/brett%20blog%20birch%20tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the birch trees who are about to bloom, and the almost spring sunshine is shining down through the branches.  These same branches will soon be a green canopy.  I regret we will miss the entire blooming of spring.  The brown is colored by the rich dirt of Ukraine.  Black as smut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/brett%20blog%20birdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/brett%20blog%20birdy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia and I were blessed by a visit from a little birdy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back out of nature and into technology... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/brett%20blog%200brother%20where%20art%20thou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/brett%20blog%200brother%20where%20art%20thou.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a great movie here.  For $7, but it won't play in "Zone 1" DVD players&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-114545912778144756?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/114545912778144756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=114545912778144756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114545912778144756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114545912778144756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/04/impressions-of-sumy.html' title='impressions of Sumy'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22123599.post-114521228911764130</id><published>2006-04-16T20:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:31:29.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Palm Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/b%20vida%20nena%20alicia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/b%20vida%20nena%20alicia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida, Nena, and Alicia looking at pictures at our flat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/b%20alicia%20brett%20julia%20lena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/b%20alicia%20brett%20julia%20lena.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, Brett, Julia, and Lena after eating lunch Saturday at their flat (also the church's apartment, used for Bible studies) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/b%20thing%20looking%20thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/b%20thing%20looking%20thing.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A THING looking thing, a transporter truck (see how small)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/1600/b%20harley%20davidson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/711/523/320/b%20harley%20davidson.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Picture I took for Dean, it says Harley Davidson, Ukraine on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22123599-114521228911764130?l=brettandalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/114521228911764130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22123599&amp;postID=114521228911764130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114521228911764130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22123599/posts/default/114521228911764130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brettandalicia.blogspot.com/2006/04/palm-sunday.html' title='Palm Sunday'/><author><name>B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664390031562745045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5n2PsX7JG-w/SCtT3U4hzOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/f2AQr3k3cFE/S220/DSC00056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
