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We don’t live in a culture of vows, more like the OT Jews did. Most of us make one vow during our lifetimes, and that is at marriage.

I hope I fulfill my vows better and better. I know I don’t fulfill them perfectly, but I’m so glad they are the foundation of our life together.

I, Anne, take you Vitaliy, to be my lawfully wedded husband . . .  

to have and to hold from this day forward . . .  

for better or for worse . . .

for richer, for poorer . . . in sickness and in health . . .

to love and to cherish . . .

from this day forward . . .

until death do us part.

This reminds me of our wedding. As I walked down the aisle to meet Vitaliy, the audience (and we) sang “All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name:”

All hail the power of Jesus’ Name! Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem, and crown Him Lord of all.
Bring forth the royal diadem, and crown Him Lord of all.

Let every tribe and every tongue before Him prostrate fall
And shout in universal song the crownèd Lord of all.
And shout in universal song the crownèd Lord of all.

O that, with yonder sacred throng, we at His feet may fall,
Join in the everlasting song, and crown Him Lord of all,
Join in the everlasting song, and crown Him Lord of all!

 

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I was a little emotional that I would be leading this seminar during Skyla’s fifth birthday (July 31).

The girls so graciously and happliy parted with me on the 30th, and I cannot say enough how thankful I am for Vitaliy for fatherhood, for his love and work as a parent.

He took them to the beach that day. Then they bought party supplies, and the girls decorated one balcony–hats, favors, etc. They bought candy, a cake, etc.

The next day they celebrated, and they went out an bought Skyla a pink scooter–I’ll try to get a photo in here. She LOVES it.

Basically, they had a blast, and the girls didn’t miss me a bit. I probably felt sadder than anyone, but I’m glad Skyla had a great day!

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He was helping his in-laws (my family) lay tile.

When I call, my SIL says he’s good at it. When he walks in the door, he says, “you know the joke: Q: “Do you know how to play the piano?” A: “I don’t know. I never tried”

so he’s never tried tiling, but apparently he’s pretty good at it.

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Tomorrow

is our 6th wedding anniversary.

I think we need to go out and celebrate tonight and tomorrow as well. There’s just a lot to talk about!

Vitaliy’s main reason for marrying me was that he wanted a “theological wife.” I try to live up to that. It’s also nice to do housekeeping, laundry, and cooking, but study, reading, and theology are parts of my life that are not hard to keep high in the priority list.

It’s why I love our mall. I go there almost every day. I take my purse loaded down with books, notebooks, pens, pencils, pencil sharpener . . . —Vitaliy comments on this if he ever has to carry my purse for me. He says it weighs three kilograms.

Why did I marry Vitaliy? . . . I guess it was his earnestness and devotion to God and serving God. And it’s proven more and more true the longer I live with him. I admire the circumspect way he makes decisions.

This past year has been a bit of a watershed year for him, the truths God’s opened up to him about His grace, full acceptance, and other things that Vitaliy talks to me of by the hour.

So . . . while he doesn’t always have dinner waiting on the table, he does have a theological brain (and body, thankfully)  waiting to be taken out for dinner so we can discuss these topics and the things he’s encouraging me to learn, too.

Happy anniversary, honey. I’m blessed to be your companion for this life’s journey.

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awww

It’s amazing how our hearts respond to a huge, desperate need—that we want to help, to respond, to do something. Maybe that’s part of being made in God’s image because He sure did that for us.

Vitaliy was a boy when Chernobyl explosion happened here in Ukraine. He lived inside what was later marked as the Chernobyl zone. He remembers big trucks and buses constantly driving past his apartment day and night. He remembers holding his breath with his friends so they wouldn’t breathe the bad air. His father and many of his father’s friends were Chernobyl liquidators.

He remembers as an unbeliever thinking, what’s life worth anyway? We’re just going to die so let’s live it up while we can.

But then he came to know the One who doesn’t run from our pain, the One who has the power to work it ALL TOGETHER FOR GOOD. And that’s when he found the True Life. When he trusted his soul to the person and the work of Jesus Christ, the sting was taken out of Vitaliy’s death, the grave has no victory over him now. Our hearts crave life, and only God satisfies that craving.

Our hearts crave justice, and only in God is that justice ever satisfied. Sin is sin; God punished sin when Christ took it all on His body on the cross and died. God punished sin then. And it’s applied to our life’s account when we believe this. My sin was punished in Christ. I believe.

Jesus rose from the dead three days later. God raised Him from the dead as proof of who Jesus was (the Son of God) and what He had done (completely bore the punishment of our sins and satisfied God’s wrath against sin).

One day Jesus is coming again. He will gather together all those who believed in Him, and they will live with Him eternally. One day, I will see my Savior’s face. I hope you will, too.

This video about Haiti made me reflect on these things.

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He’s worth more than a million bucks.

What can I say? The longer I live with him, the more wonderful he becomes to me.

I want to say one amazing thing about Vitaliy that I really appreciate: He values my spiritual life as his own.

For example, he is happy to watch the kids or help me have a quiet place in order to read my Bible and maintain my personal relationship with God. Also, he has, more than once, stayed home with the kids so I could go to church when we were having the Lord’s Supper.

Yup.

He’s my man, my hero, my husband.

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You can read these on Vitaliy’s evangelism blog, and I thought I’d repost them here so you can be praying.

Fenevichi

It makes me glad that people are reading the gospel of John and when Edward and I come, we discuss a chapter specific chapter (we’re on chapter 2). So far, there’s not much visible change from their faith, but they are reading-studying. We also talked this time about the 10 commandments, and how Christ fulfilled them for us and gives us His righteousness and justification by faith. 

Tolik starts to learn to play some songs on the accordian, and I also gave them many Christian songs to listen to, some Christian films and radio programs. May God use the power of the Gospel for the salvation of their souls.

I’m glad that my mom regularly comes here, too, for the service, even though it’s 20 kilometers (12.5 miles) from her town.

fishing in the village of Kulyabovka

I was getting no bites, so that means it’s time to go home, I thought, heading towards my car. But at the last minute I thought to try one other place. To my surprise, there were bites, although the other fishermen weren’t getting anything. After an hour or two, the bites stopped, and I started driving home.

Along the way to Kiev, I picked up a young man, Sasha, and started to talk with him about God.  о Боге. He works in the police station, and said that right now he has some serious problems He listened attentively and said that I’d changed his perspective about God’s 10 commandments. He was glad that it worked out for us to meet, “although I usually ride in my own car,” he said, “and today it just didn’t work out.” I told him that I also never drive this way and only came out to do some fishing.

I thought: how wonderful what God arranged! Why I was already planning to come home earlier, but God held me back with biting fish even though no one else was getting any bites, and I was able to pick up this guy in order to talk to him about God and pray about his problems.

He has very serious problems and he’s just in a big perplexity, but he didn’t want to tell specifically what was going on, he just kept repeating that he’s having a hard time right now.

He was open to hear about God, although he didn’t decide to do a step of faith. In the end,  I prayed for him and gave him a tract about God, and then we parted.

 

 

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