Mike and me

Hoop dreamin' with Mike Fratello

Hey,

Well, here we are. Summer is scheduled to leave Kiev tomorrow, when rain and 73F are predicted. After that, the 5-day forecast never calls for anything warmer than 75F. We're hoping this means an end to the summer sweat. But all the while I have to remind myself that in January these will seem like the best of days.

So, Mike Fratello? Well the story begins this way: My friend Ilya- the English professor turned BBC cub translator/reporter -became my 'guy' for sporting events when we lived here before. We went to soccer and basketball games together. I enjoyed getting to know the sports teams of the city with him.

Those of you who have tracked with us know Ilya as the guy who can argue for any conspiracy theory and can argue AGAINST any theory as well. I have fun crossing rhetorical swords with him.

But it all came to a head a few weeks ago. He invited us over for dinner with his family, the first time we were getting a chance to meet his wife and daughter. We went and had a good time. They then wanted to see us off at the subway and so we took the long way through a park so they could stroll with their daughter. While walking Ilya asked me where in the Bible does it say things like homosexuality are a sin. I quickly dialed through my smart phone to Leviticus and showed him. "Oh," was his only response.

When I got home I also copied to him some verses out of Romans which are very blunt on that whole topic. He wrote back quite upset, "How could a 'God of LOVE...?'" was the response he fired at me. I felt bad. I was only trying to answer his question and I'm not going to apologize: I didn't write it. (What's more, I think you better be pretty sure who did or didn't write it before you start trying to bend the meaning...but I digress).

Anyway, we had plans to go on BBQ outing with him and his wife and daughter and I sort of wondered if that would now fall through. In fact, his wife had to go out of town on business on the day we'd planned the outing and I thought, "Well, that's that..."

Jump to today, 2 weeks after the fateful email. Ilya called. He invited me to a basketball game. It seems that Ukraine, in a bid to make a showing in 2012 in London, has hired Mike Fratello to coach their national basketball team. "Would you like to go see Mike Fratello's futile attempts today?" Ilya asked in his very good English.

Uh, well, "YEAH!" I said, not caring if I sounded a little too eager. So, my hope is to put a picture of me and/or Ilya with Mike Fratello. I'll add it to my Jerry and Carl Lewis collection. The point of the picture, besides saying "Wow, he's SO cool!" (me, I mean, not Mike Fratello) will be to remember to pray for Ilya. He believes in God, heaven, hell, eternal punishment and eternal reward. What about Jesus? Nope, that was a conspiracy...

Thanks for reading along. We'll keep you posted.

ps. sorry. Ilya insisted on taking the picture instead of being in it. He seemed to feel funny about getting in the picture with someone famous...even if they were only famous in America. Anyway, that's me and Mike to my right in the blurry picture. An interesting bonus was seeing Eddie Pinckney, (you remember Villanova v. Georgetown from 1985, right?) who also coaches the Ukrainian team with Fratello. He is barely visible in picture seemingly coming out of my left shoulder.

Luda and Marina at the Datcha

Unpacking

Hi readers,

It's time to update again. We've been here for...could it be almost three weeks already...? I guess that's right. We've been working our way through all the things that go with moving: moving boxes, unpacking boxes, arranging furniture. Today there is some furniture that needs to be assembled (yuck) and then we'll be done. I'm happy for Kim, who does the bulk of the unpacking and arranging that it is almost done.

I would help but I don't know where anything goes...after 28 years of marriage.

Our days have been busy seeing friends also, though not as busy as things will be when the school year starts up. Our good friend Alexander is the director of foreign languages at the University near us and he was sooooo happy to have us back. He asked us to come for a meeting as soon as we could. When we did he told us that they had special ideas how to use us this school year so that we can maximize the benefit to the students. (He really does have the success of all of his students at the forefront of what the language department does and we are happy to help since we also want to see them, and their country, succeed.)

We continue to pray about other avenues of ministry. We are in the happy position of having too many potential areas to work in and not too few. The question for us now is: "God, what's YOUR plan?" We could really use some help following up these many contacts but for now we are here on our own. We don't know why that is, in the Great Scheme of things, so we trust that this is a part of God's plan that we just aren't all-seeing enough to understand. Go figure.

Everyone else seems good: the sauna guys; Vitya, the former medical student but now a doctor; our neighbors; professors from the U...The list goes on and on. So, God, what's your plan?

Thanks for following along with this and for praying.

Jerry and Kim

Log On

Log On

And…We’re back!

We arrived in Kiev around 36 hours ago. Uneventful flights, (except for really nice seats on the 747 from Detroit to Amsterdam!) Meeting us were Tom, Miriam and the nearly-brand-new Jamie Becker. We appreciated their help getting our apartment open and food in the fridge.

I was happy that it was a little rainy when we pulled up to the apartment. During bad weather Enver doesn’t sit outside and I knew that we’d have to talk for a long time…Anyway, twelve hours later as the Beckers where headed back to Moscow I met Enver at the bottom of the elevator. He gave me a big Georgian kiss on the cheek and asked where Kim was. They were happy to know we are back in our old apartment, one floor below them. We went right to their apartment and talked to Galina. It was a great time and felt like we’d never left. Around 10pm last night Galina called and wanted to bring us food to help us get settled. How do you explain 10-hour jet lag to someone who’s never experienced it? “Uh, how about tomorrow?” was all that I managed to mumble.

It was great to talk to Sasha the Bible study guy yesterday. He’ll be here for lunch and reconnecting today. We’ll find out what happened to everyone from the Bible study and what prospects there are for getting together with everyone.

It’s Monday morning here, which means Sauna Day tomorrow. I don’t want to go, again. The question becomes, “Lord, I’ve told the the Sauna Guys all the important points of the Good News…Do you want me to keep putting time in there or should I look for a different way to invest myself?” Kim and I prayed about it today, trying to start our time here properly…It feels like, right now, that unless I have something actually conflicting with the sauna time that I should go. It may be passive fishing, but it’s still fishing.

And Ilya the professor (who now works for the BBC) has invited us over to meet his wife and daughter next weekend. And Alexander the director of Languages at the university has written, excited for us to get together. We hope he wants to plan for English events at the University for next school year.

Well, that’s it for now. Pray for us, that words may be given us and that when those opportunities come we might proclaim Christ fearlessly, as we should.

Thanks.