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It has been another busy week, but I made up for that on my day off, by not even leaving the house, and watching the last 6 episodes of Series 2 of Prison Break. Apart from Notting Hill the other day, all the films we have seen here have been on a prison/escape film. Maybe it is some sort of subliminal message??
Anyway, we made up for that on Saturday, when we managed to meet 6 students and ran a Connect Bible study (one of Agape’s resources) for another 3. I left with Jo after the session of that had finished at 8pm, to go to dinner with one of the students, but we came back at 11pm to find 2 of the 3 were still there, deep in spiritual conversations! It was great. I don’t know if we will hold a record for the longest course, as we started at about 5.30…
The clocks changed on Sunday, but it hasn’t really made much difference other than the extra hour of sleep. It is still dark a lot, and we had to go out at 8 am on Tuesday morning for our city-wide prayer time, and the sun still hadn’t come up then. The metro is insanely busy around that time in the morning. Think of crowd surfing, whilst being vertical. You are generally lifted up the steps (and if you are lucky, you don’t have someone’s elbow in your tummy) and through the doors. The trick is not to get pushed through the machines, as it means that the alarms go off and no one can get through. Someone once told me that they weren’t sure if there is enough air in the Metro for all the people in it during rush hour…
On to a less morbid subject, I decided to go to a youth group in an Orthodox church with one of the students last week. To confuse matters slightly, the name of the group is Agape. I didn’t tell them I worked for Agape (especially as in Russia it is known as Novaya Zhizn). It was very interesting. It seems that it is part of the Russian mentality that church has to be really, really long. In some churches, they have 2 sermons. Our pastor usually talks for over an hour (although that is with the translation). This group went on for 3 hours, and it basically consisted of one of the priests showing us this dvd of pictures from a trip he made to Jerusalem. Although what he was saying was very good, it was a big challenge for my Russian, and if we hadn’t been sitting where everyone could see, I think we would probably have left. It was interesting to meet them afterwards, especially as he spoke English to us (and a bit of Chinese to Dasha, the student). He was explaining to us about the history of the church itself, which was apparently a soap factory during Soviet times. I’m not sure if I will go back there myself, but I would be able to recommend the church to any Russian students who want to go to an orthodox church.
Wednesday was a really long day (even with the morning off!). We started with team prayer in the canteen at the university, and then met with a student called Ira to study the story of Jesus turning the water into wine in John 2. Then as I needed to practice my language, we went to talk to a student, getting her to listen to a text that I had learned and correct me. We stayed chatting to her for a while, and then I had to rush home to eat and get my things for a language lesson. I got a marshrutka (a sort of minibus/taxi – it follows a route, but stops wherever you want it to. They are really great) home. Jo stayed behind for another 10/15 minutes. Traffic was pretty terrible, and when I eventually got home after an hour sitting on this bus, having had it go backwards, forwards, left, right, to get round the traffic, I had 15 minutes to cook and eat and go out. I was very unimpressed to find Jo already home. Grrr. I then had a good language lesson with Anya, and then went to meet a girl called Lida in Coffee House, a café. It was finally 11.30 when I got home!
Language Error of the week
I can’t think of one for this week, although I did remember a good one from when we were at Zelenogorsk last week. They were asking everyone first thing on Sunday morning what time people had gone to bed. Unfortunately I missed one word, which meant I thought they were asking how much sleep we had had. I won the competition, thinking that I was saying I had had 6 hours sleep. People kept coming up to ask me how on earth I had managed to go to bed at the same time as them (at 2 am) but then only go to sleep at 6. The only saving factor was that Luke also thought that was what they were asking!
Right, I think that is about all I have time for this week. Enjoy the weekend!
Lots of love
Sarah
xxx
PS Some pictures from Zelonogorsk!