Da Zaftra, In court

We have been so busy here in Lugansk. We get up, have breakfast at the hotel, catch a cab for the 40 minute drive to camp, then play all day. We attend the worship service at night at the camp and have been leaving, once again by cab, between 9:00 and 10:00pm. The rides in the cabs are quite an experience. Some of the drivers slow down for pot holes, others just swerve around them. I am usually in the back seat alternating between fear and prayers!

Saying good-bye to R tonight was so sweet. He has been excited all day about court tomorrow. Every time he asks about it, it is with a sparkle in his eye. When I said to him "Da zaftra" (see you tomorrow), he replied, "In court". When we arrived this morning, he was reading Harry Potter and had 4 pieces of candy waiting to share with his family. He is becoming more and more confident in his English. I had a translator tell him the other day that he knew more than he was willing to use and after that, it came pouring forth. He is a soccer machine, that boy! He is a right-footer, so Gabe was encouraging him to start using his left-foot. So he spent about 5 hours on Saturday, shooting left-footed goals. His feet were tired and sore by the end of the day. Reminds me of Luke at this age. Gabe wonders how it is that a boy who has spent 6 years in an orphanage can be spoiled but I gotta tell ya, this boy is used to everyone doing his bidding! Apparently he has never had to go after his own soccer balls. He sends others to chase them down. We are working on this. He is just so cute and so smart that everyone has always done as he says, I guess. God has put him in the right family to get over this attiude!

We are really having a lot of fun and enjoying the process. It has been good to be at camp with so many people, American and Ukrainian, that we know. Da Zaftra, after court. :)