As a plant, it was a pretty lame specimen. Limp, anemic leaves shuddered and dropped off as soon as she touched them, littering the bone-dry soil...
When I first became a pastor twenty-three years ago, God impressed on me that I had too low a view of the local church. I saw it as an institution,...
When Andriy Shpak was first reported missing in action, his wife Antonina feared the worst. Being a non-combatant in the Ukrainian army put him at...
When Maxym and Anya Oliferovski first met John and Evelyn Wiens, missionaries with Multiply, they knew that they shared with them a calling to...
Some are just waiting to die, and do not want to die alone. They are rescued from isolation, poverty, and squalor; abandoned by families who either...
When the Ukrainian peninsula of Crimea fell to Russia in 2014, Maxym knew that it would not stop there. Fighting continued in the eastern region of...
Since 2018, I have lived in communal housing in the city of Odessa. It has been a difficult and uncomfortable living arrangement at times, but...
The explosions and gunfire are deafening, the streets littered with fragments of painted walls from kindergartens and schools.
Misha’s mother is Ukrainian, and he was born and raised in Nikolaev, Ukraine. His father, though, was from Eastern Mongolia, of Korean ancestry....