The Irony of Serving the Lord

Yesterday, I was blessed to be able to attend church at a local Russian congregation. Once inside the little chapel, connected to a larger church building, I felt like I was back in Russia. It was a good feeling. It made me want to hop on a plane and head to Moscow.

Isn't it funny how God changes your opinion so drastically sometimes? If you had asked me in college about Russia, I would have responded something like "Remember the Cold War? Those guys are out to get us!" Years after college, I met my now dear friend Leo Semenov. He and his wife Nadia started a missions organization which reaches out to children, particularly orphans, all across the vast expanse their home country (TEAR). We have traveled together to a couple of different cities including Shuya and Smolensk to work in orphanages, and my life has been radically changed because of Leo's influence. Don't you think that is ironic? One of the guys that was "out to get me", ends up being a mentor, a friend, and a co-worker for Christ.

It's so cool working for the Lord.