Saturday, October 27, 2012

October 28, 2012


Several years ago I read an excellent book entitled The Power of One  by Bryce Courtenay. Here is a quote from that book that has stayed with me:

“Sometimes the slightest things change the directions of our lives, the merest breath of a circumstance, a random moment that connects like a meteorite striking the earth. Lives have swiveled and changed direction on the strength of a chance remark.”

I have been thinking a lot lately about the “power of one” person or one event in our lives and how that one thing can change the course of our lives exponentially. And then I started thinking backward. About how our ancestors' lives have also affected us and their lives were also changed by one person or one event or one remark. And then it goes in the reverse exponentially. And then looking forward, how what we do, who we marry, acts of service we perform can change the lives of others including our children …………..and it goes on and on.  

I started thinking about this when we were reading in Alma 24. The Lamanites buried their weapons of war and faced their enemy defenseless because of their conversion to God. Over one thousand lost their lives for their testimonies but then many more of their enemies were converted because these brave men  had remained true to their covenants. And who converted them…..King Lamoni’s father who was converted by Aaron, who was also saved in his wickedness by the prayers of Alma who was also changed by the testimony of Abinidi and it goes on and on. The “power of one”. 

No event or person in our lives can be considered meaningless. And nothing we do in this life can be considered unimportant. It is so important to not only look back in this life but to look forward. We are the product of someone’s actions and our actions can change the lives of many. The “power of one” basically means that we are not only one. Our choices do not just affect us. They can affect generations, in the future and in the past.   

So you probably didn’t think you were going to get a philosophy lesson when you read this but if you are still reading I will now fill you in on what we have been doing this week. 

Sunday was our Stake Conference. We have been here 7 months and have had three conferences all of which I have really enjoyed. Also Sunday night we had the opportunity of attending a missionary fireside with Elder Steven E. Snow, the Church Historian. It was a great fireside and a few great quotes from that are:

You are only limited by our own lack of vision for the future.
A mission is the MTC for the rest of your lives.
At the end of each day ask, "How was I blessed today?" Be conscious of and give thanks for the blessings you receive on a daily basis. It will help you smile.
The hardest moments of life are often the most refining ones. Just as a lump of coal can become a diamond due to heat and pressure, you are also being refined by your afflictions.
Keep a daily journal. It will bless you and the lives of your ancestors. Where would we be if our ancestors from the beginning of time had not kept journals.

Missionaries at Elder Snow's Fireside

President and Sister Klebingat and elders meeting Elder Snow

Monday we met with the Ambassador of Malaysia, His Excellency Chuah Teong Ban.  He was such a gracious individual and we enjoyed our visit so much. He is also the Ambassador for Malaysia in Georgia, and an avid runner and marathoner.  It just so happens that one of his running partners is Bogdon Rudenko, our former high council representative.  It is a small world, once again. 

Ambassador Ban of Malaysia

On our way to the Embassy of Malaysia we passed by the Botanical Garden. You may remember, the one with all the lilacs in May. It was the most glorious fall day and the colors of the changing trees drew me back there after I finished work. Just three metro stops and a mile walk and I was in the midst of the brilliance of autumn. It was one of those impressions to do something that you are never sorry you followed. The very next day the rain and cold returned, and snow is predicted for the weekend.   Good-bye to autumn. 

Botanical Garden in fall

In the botanical garden

Beautiful tree leaves in the Botanical Garden

My weekly temple assignment was changed to Wednesday. I will miss all my friends from Tuesday, however I will probably still go on Tuesday to do patron work. I have met some wonderful ladies that work on Wednesday. Sister Gul’ko is a bishop’s wife that is also an English teacher. But most impressive, she translated the Book of Mormon into Ukrainian which is a totally amazing feat. You can really appreciate this if you have tried to learn this language and realize how very different English is from Ukrainian. She testifies that she had a lot of help from the prophets of the Book of Mormon. She reminds me a lot of Joan Murray Thompson and is a joy to be around.


Sister Gul'ko

Sister Shiyan

The Saints at the temple this week were from Samara, Russia. Their story is told by their hands. They are the hands of people that work hard for a living; people that work the land; people that are humbled by their circumstances but have a great love for God. 

We have some new neighbors and friends, Jed, Jill and Jessa Barton. Jed works for the State Department and most recently lived in Afghanistan. They have also lived in India and Peru. They live just a mile up our street, but oh what a difference a mile makes. Ex-pat living is pretty nice. We all went to the Symphony Friday night and had a wonderful evening. We even got to meet the world famous Maestro Roman Kofman. He conducted last week’s symphony but was in the audience for this concert.  He is such an impressive and talented individual.  

Jed, Jill and Jessa Barton



Maestro Roman Kofman

The elections are this weekend.  Friday night there were two enormous rallies.  One at St. Sophia’s Square for the party that is in control and one at the opposite end of the street at St. Michael’s for the opposition party. And these were really big deals – thousands of people at each. Since we had to go past both of them on our way to the Symphony we decided to take the bus. On the way home from the symphony we saw Khreschatyk Street lined with military armored vehicles, tanks and cannons. Maybe this is a little more serious than we have imagined. The elections are Sunday. We are so grateful for America. A blessing you don’t really appreciate until you are away.


Tanks on Khreschatyk


Political Rally at St. Sophia's Square


Today as I walked home through the monastery the sisters were wrapping all the hydrangea and small bushes. When I got to the little cemetery I thought their handiwork would be a great picture for Halloween. Looked like little ghosts in the cemetery. 


Sisters wrapping

Ghosts in the Monastery Cemetary

And so we end with a quote that accompanies the one at the beginning. This quote is by Elder Melvin J. Ballard and goes back to the message of the Power of One. There are so many people that come to the temple – the only members in their families – the “slightest thing changing the direction of their lives.” They are absolutely thrilled to be here doing the work for their ancestors whom they know without a doubt are guiding and blessing their lives. 

Why is it that sometimes only one of a city or household receives the gospel? It was made known unto me that it is because the righteous dead who have received the Gospel in the Spirit World are exercising themselves, and in answer to their prayers Elders of the church are sent to the homes of their posterity that the Gospel might be taught to them and through their righteousness they might be privileged to have a descendant in the flesh do the work for their dead kindred."
~Elder Melvin J. Ballard


Saturday, October 20, 2012

October 20, 2012


When I was young I used to wonder how there were enough cows in the world to provide everyone with milk, where all the food came from to fill the grocery shelves in Pocatello, let alone Salt Lake City……that was before I started thinking globally… and how electricity came through little wires into all the houses so we could have lights, heat, and many other conveniences.  (My biggest wonder now is the I-Pad.  Incomprehensible what you are able to access and do with that small wonder but that is in a different realm.) I still wonder about all those things but have added so many more things to that list while growing up, and now here in Kyiv the list gets even longer. 

  • How mass transit systems and huge underground malls could be built under an already existing city?
  • Where all the garbage for 4 million people is deposited?
  • How the city heats and controls the water for everyone in this city?
  • How they control the heat for all of the same apartments during the winter?

This has been my latest concern as it has turned cold in Kyiv. We keep hearing about a second summer after the first cold spell (kind of like the second winter after the February thaw in Idaho) but it hasn’t arrived yet. Last week the evening temperatures dropped into the thirties. The heat is usually turned on in November but we heard that due to the elections we would get heat earlier this year. Sure enough we did. We get heat from seven in the morning until about ten in the evening which is really great. The walls of our apartment are about a foot thick and with people above, below and next to us we keep pretty toasty. 

When we left for Lutsk at 5:30 AM Sunday morning it was dark for the first time while traveling there. It was also a bit foggy and reminded me of when we used to drive home from McCall early Sunday morning after our fall trip there. 

The fields have been plowed and the harvested wheat fields are covered with crows. The winter wheat was already growing in several areas. There were stacks of pumpkins and squash piled high waiting for the horse and wagons to come haul them off. A few stalks of corn are still standing here and there in the fields. There are now several haystacks next to each little cottage to provide feed for the cows and horses in the winter. Most everyone one in the country has at least one cow, horses to pull the wagons and plow the fields, pigs, chickens and a goat. The families in the country are truly self-sufficient and are an example of industry to all of us. There were more horse drawn wagons on the highway today and the funniest of all was the wagon bus with about 30 people on board. (Sorry I didn’t get a picture of that one.) 

Foggy morning

Cornstalks still standing

Haystacks by the houses


Gary's secret pond

Harvest time


Loading up the pumpkins and squash

One interesting thing that I would like to mention about our trip to Lutsk. Last week a man had killed three security guards in a department store in Kyiv. We got stopped on the way there as the police thought our driver looked like the suspect. Luckily after 20 minutes he had convinced them that he wasn’t and we were on our way again. The radar in this country is amazing. The police stand outside of their vehicles with hand-held radar guns. They wave you over if you are speeding. If you don’t stop they start blowing their whistles. Most everyone stops. You can buy your way out of any ticket by paying a 100 hr ($12) bribe.   


Radar Police

In Lutsk it was conference Sunday. This is kind of a fun event. Because of the time difference, conference is not watched on the normal weekend. Then the translations have to be done in Ukrainian.  So, the second week of October is when the wards and branches watch conference together. We had already watched all the conference sessions on our computer during the week so we were excited for the saints to hear the wonderful messages. Several people we know here in Kyiv had done the translations for the conference so while watching the speakers we were hearing our friends voices in Ukrainian which was fun. After the first session the missionaries served soup which the sister missionaries had made and bread and cookies which the Elders brought. It was a fun social time for everyone before the second session. 

Sisters Von Stokkhom and Smith, and Elders Terry and Callister

Antonio

Conference Lunch

RS President and former Branch President Polyshuk

This week was pretty normal week with office work, classes and temple. Tuesday we had dinner with the sister missionaries Busch and O’Neil, and on Wednesday one of the ladies I visit teach took me to see the Normandy Art Exhibit at the National Art Museum of Ukraine. Friday evening we were able to go the Ukraine National Philharmonic Concert with the famous conductor Roman Kofman. The music was so absolutely beautiful that it is still playing in my mind. Beautiful music is truly a gift from God and brings such peace. 

Oh, and yes, it is election time here as well as in the United States. We were glad to be out of town on Sunday as there was a large demonstration of 10,000 people in the park across from Gary’s office.  There are more military in the metro stations and all over town, political signs everywhere and booths set up all along the sidewalks with people handing out propaganda. Election Day is Sunday the 28th and we will be glad when it is over.

I have observed some very unusual things this past six months in Kyiv and since this blog is a little short I thought I would include some of them.  

Good and bad uses of tree stumps on the sidewalk....

Tree stump used for litter....and tree stump used for flowers!

Interesting advertising technique!

Trees in the forest.....and trees growing from porch of deteriorating apartment building

Tree seeking light between buildings....a few months later it found the light!

Flowers at the temple (in spring) and flowers at the rose garden at the monastery (in summer)

If you can't find a park on the sidewalk....there's always the balcony!


Tree behind our apartment


Moms, just get up a few minutes earlier to get ready for church!


Quote of the week taken from General Conference talk of President Uchtdorf, entitled "Of Regrets and Resolutions" Click here to read Pres. Uchtdorf's talk

We shouldn't wait to be happy until we reach some future point, only to discover that happiness was already available--all the time! Life is not meant to be appreciated only in retrospect. "This is the day which the Lord hath made...," the Psalmist wrote. "Rejoice and be glad in it." Brothers and sisters, no matter our circumstances, no matter our challenges or trials, there is something in each day to embrace and cherish. There is something in each day that can bring gratitude and joy if only we will see and appreciate it.

Ukraine Temple at night