A few days ago Shannon and I received some terrible news. In the wake of the tragedy our community experienced little over two months ago, we now have to also bear the death of our friend Maksem Semenov. We do not know the details of his passing, except that it was a tragic accident. Maks was working in Thailand temporarily, trying to make some money so that he could get married. He was on his way home to L’viv, planning a surprise visit to his girlfriend, Nadya.
If you don’t know him, Maks was a recent graduate of the Greek Catholic University and had served on the leadership team at the student center. He was abundantly joyful, an uninhibited free spirit who frequently made all of us smile and laugh. He pushed limits, he made people think, and this young man was fearless and unashamed of his faith when sharing the gospel. Maks was also the person who brought Illya to the student center for the first time.
What is there to say? Part of me only wants to tear my clothes and curse God. Another part of me is fighting with everything I have to lean into faith, to search for something tangible so that I can taste and feel an inkling of hope in the promises of resurrection. Please pray that God would have mercy on us and our small community in L’viv. We need Him now.
We love you Maks.