Sunday, April 15, 2007

Sunday Sunday


We have photo capabilities now. A trip to Circuit City cured that problem. This is a photo of Stacey beside "the" elevator to go up to an apartment that we were staying in in Kyiv. The photo does not do the odor justice. The inside of the apartment was beautiful. We will post pictures of Coy after the court date.
It has been kind of a slow Sunday for us. It is rainy and cold. We got up and went to a church this morning. The lady helping us thought it started at 10 so we showed up around 9:35 and it had actually started at 9. Good thing though because it lasted until 11. Didn't understand the first word. Actually, we heard Jesus, Halleluah, and Amen a few times. Other than that, we were lost. There were lots of young people and they had a worship band and the minister was young and energetic. Even in a different language, we could still feel the enthusiam for God and His wonderful love. It was fun. We sat in the back and watched teenage girls look at pictures of teenage boys on the cell phones. Some things don't change, no matter where you go. Also, Stacey was concerned for me about the length of the service since my track record is not stellar for staying awake at hour long services that are in English. Two hours in Russian may be more than I can take after the newness has worn off.

We only got to visit the orphanage once on Saturday and no visits on Sunday. We are still hopeful that a court date will be on Thursday of this week. Sveta is doing a great job of getting things lined up for us. We know that she is trying to get us home as quickly as possible. She claims that she is our Mother and Father and sister and brother while we are here. She even brought me a jacket to wear while we were visiting with Coy. I had given mine to Stacey because her one was not enough. The jacket belonged to Victor and he stayed in the van. Please continue to pray for the paperwork to be completed in a timely fashion.

Since we are very far away from Kyiv, and they do not have services like UPS or FEDEX, she will send very important paperwork to Kyiv (for the adoption center) via either a train conductor or even perhaps a pilot. Her friend will pick it up from them at either the train station or the airport. This sounds like a risky way to send such important papers but I guess they do it all of the time. We trust them.

We found out at the internet cafe today that Stacey's Aunt Doris has passed away. We knew that she had been ill. This is still difficult being so far away from home. Please pass on an extra prayer for Stacey's family as they go through this situation.

We have found another apartment to move to on Monday. $24 a night for our room and $36 a night for the folks helping us. The outside is run down a bit but again, the inside is beautiful. Stacey chuckled pretty hard at the "run down a bit" comment. We will post pictures of it next time, maybe. We don't want anyone to be concerned for our safety. They have watchdogs there that we can use. Not really. It was more like a walking mop but it ran at us with lots of gusto.
Thanks again for all of your prayers. It has been a good weekend for us, all things considered. We miss our kids a ton and can't wait for the five of us to be together.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dear Yankeys, How wonderful it is to read your blog and know how our Lord is taking care of and using you! We're praying for you for Caleb and Katie and for Coy, and we're so happy that God has put you together as a family! Reading about your faith wavering and growing is building our faith! Praise God from whom all blessings flow!! Love, the Stermers

The Satkoski's said...

We are praying for you every step of the way! We look forward to receiving your updates. It's been amazing to read your faith grow even more through this process--what an inspiration to all that read your story! We wish you the best and cannot wait to see your entire family of five together!! The Satkoski's

Shelley said...

Dear Yankey Family, Congratulations on your new addition. Can't wait to see pictures of Coy. God bless you all. Love, Shelley Klein