The cold air stinging my eyelashes caused the walk to the museum feel much further away than the six blocks on the map. By keeping my chin tucked beneath the scarf wound loosely around my neck I didn’t notice the museum until I rounded a corner to cross the street. There it was–a gigantic “Tiffany…
As I said good-bye to the land of my ancestors, I looked to God for the future of Ukraine. I trust in His divine protection and grace. In all things, our future rests solely upon Him. Psalm 33:19 “…that he may deliver their soul from death and keep them alive in famine. Our soul waits for…
