In three days, on Wednesday, Shannon will fly to America. She is in her 32nd or 33rd week, I can’t remember exactly. She is doing wonderfully, she looks beautiful, and she is looking foward to eating Mexican food on the way home from the airport in Houston; so is the baby, probably. While my wife and child will be feasting on Mexican food, I on the other hand will not be returning to the States and will be in Ukraine until mid-April. I will take Shannon to the airport in Kiev, turn around at 2:00 am in the morning, get into L’viv mid-afternoon Thursday, and then preach at Pilgrims our worship service that night. We are going to be apart almost a month, the longest ever for us.
While Shannon seems to be rolling with the punches alright, I on the other hand have never been more of a nervous wreck in my entire life. I think seeing my pregnant wife leave, foreseeing my new life as a father, and overseeing a student ministry and a church plant is definitely more than I’ve ever had on my plate before. Although I might at times be feeling overwhelmed, on the flip side, I wouldn’t have it any other way. We really are only dealing with the growing pains of our ministry and we couldn’t be happier with how this year is going. To add this miracle child to the mix, to bring a new little Goranimal into the world, is something we are feeling immeasurably grateful for.
Remember us over these next five months of transition before life becomes normal again, in the fall, and pray for us as we undergo all these new changes!