Friday evenings are usually the time I lay in bed because it is methotrexate day meaning I am wiped out. I made a change this week. I injected last night because this evening, I feel led to visit my Ukrainian friends at their church.
I read that the U.S. will receive 100.000 Ukrainian refugees and I am certain my city will receive many over the coming months. My city is a Targeted Refugee Resettlement City. We have refugees from all over the world. My city has three Ukrainian churches.
In anticipation of Ukrainian refugees coming to my city, I plan to reconnect with my Ukrainian friends to see how I can help. I helped many from Ukraine from 2000 to 2008. They were so hard working and did so well getting established that realizing other people groups needed me more, I did not keep up with them. It is time to change that.
I may not be able to go help in Ukraine, but I can help those who are coming here as refugees and I have friends from the three churches I can partner with. As I help refugees, one thing I always keep in mind is that during his earthly life, Jesus was a refugee. His earthly step father Joseph was warned in a dream to take Jesus and Mary and flee to Egypt because King Herod was sending his soldiers to kill Jesus. Those soldiers killed every male child two years old and under in Bethlehem.
Thank you for reading. God Bless.