In this big city of Belarus, 58 children came to our little apartment to tell us good bye. Many of them were loaded down with flowers they had bought to thank us. They gave way beyond what it seemed they should. Their hugs and kisses were evidence that the Holy Spirit had invited them to the kingdom. I loved these children and they knew it.

If Jesus would have been visible, they would have loved Him too.

This dear little child loved the sheep skin I had borrowed for this trip to teach how Jesus is the shepherd and we are HIS lambs. Her teacher, this dear blonde woman had a room full of kindergarten age children in Perm Siberia. She was moved by the Holy Spirit to invite me to her class. She was so surprised that God is a loving God. Her mother is an atheist and yet a family treasure was shown me of a Bible hidden under grandpa's bed during years of disaster in Russia. I wondered if the Bible was hidden from his own children and grandchildren. 

We do not know the fear they experienced as people were killed who loved and read Bibles or even were caught with them in their possession. 

There was so much gratitude in this lady's heart to me. She thrilled to learn all she could about Christianity. She had me to her home for a meal. She gave me a basket box at her school as a gift.

In The Ukraine, this salt bread welcome was given prompted by the heart of Peter Kulakov, I suspect.

After about the sixth meeting presented, the children here began bringing arm loads of roses, gladiolas, and many other gifts to say thank you.

The mothers fix the little girls hair so cute, it is obvious they are thrilled at what he children are getting.