"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God." ~ Matthew 5:8

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

To My Family

Dear Family,

You are very dear to me! I miss you, think about you so much, and talk about you probably more than is polite! However, my sweet team members are very willing to hear about you and will likely know you quite well by the time this trip is over. They already (rightly) think Mom and Dad are amazing.

Today we spent time in God's Word together, talked over what we will be doing this week, and took some time to get to know each other. What I love most about this group is everyone's great and unique sense of humor, and how they apply that to being flexible and happy-hearted about all that we encounter, whether it is according to plan or not.

After that, we went out for lunch-believe it or not, to Subway. Yup, we ate at the staple small Midwest town restaurant! But that was okay because afterwards we had a great taste of Russia-a drive to the center of St. Petersburg, and 3 whole hours at the world famous museum, the Hermitage.

I thought of each and every one of you today; your different strengths and loves, and the things you would enjoy were you here. Cassandra, I thought of you when our wonderful translator Anya asked me to do her hair today. I tried to do my best in honor of your amazing hair skills!


 Tatiana, Natasha, and Amy: you can bet I took this picture for you! I have more pictures of horses, both in live and statue form to show you when I get home.

Daria, I thought of you when I saw the beauty of St. Petersburg. You have done so much to show me the beauty, the vivacity, drama, and kindness of your people. I'm taking lots of pictures for you!

Alexander, I thought of you when I saw Russians laughing and joking together. I miss your jokes and your humor!


Oksana, I thought of my favorite youngest sister when I saw this little girl happily twirling in the huge square in front of the Hermitage. She looked a lot like you!

Mark, I was reminded of you as I saw many young men today. Many of them were handsome, but I think you're better looking ;) :D and I really appreciate how you watch out for me and are courteous and respectful of women in general.

Joe and Anna, I thought of you when were in the Hermitage. The incredible glory, magnificence, and size of each room reminded me of our adventures in the palaces of Europe when were little.

And of course I thought of you, Jaynie, as we spent over 3 hours getting to see world class art- Monet, Degas, Da Vinci, Raphael, Michelangelo, and Rembrandt. It. was. Incredible. I so wish you could have been there! But I was so glad to get to see it all so that I can tell you about it! Sadly, it was hard to get good pictures.
Rembrandt-the hands of the father hugging the Prodigal Son
And Mom and Dad, I just thought about you pretty much all the time! I am doing great, but that doesn't mean I don't miss you lots; I'm so grateful for the fact that you're my friends as well as my amazing and wise parents. I can't wait to hug you again!

I have lots more pictures, but we head off to the summer camp early tomorrow and I need to get to bed and sleep off my migraine. I'm doing very well, am extremely excited to see the kids, love the people I"m working with, and am very much enjoying the chance to use the little Russian I know. Please pray for me that I can have the time, energy, and diligence to finish the papers I have due this week!

Love,
          Lissie 

2 comments:

  1. O Lissie, I miss you so very, very, much, too. I miss you most not as a daughter but as my friend.

    I'm glad you had such a special day, but I'm sorry you finished it with a migraine. I will pray against those for you! I love you ooodles!

    Mumsie

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  2. Dearest Lissie - I'm so glad you got to see so much of the Hermitage today. I still remember it as glorious from back in the late 1970's... and I didn't have children to help me appreciate artwork back then!

    I miss you oodles and can't wait to see you and talk in depth about your trip.

    Joe and I are home now.

    Love,
    Dad

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