In 1999, Husband and I went on our first mission trip with International Commission, a short term sending agency out of Dallas, Texas.
We spent most of the trip telling about Jesus' love in St. Petersburg. However, the last day of the trip we spent in Moscow. It was October and the first snowfall of the season occured that day. October 26. We were in Red Square. We looked across the cobblestone square and couldn't believe we were there, in Russia. Americans. In Red Square.
We did take time to shop. We bought a set of six wooden painted soldiers and three individual Russian peasants. Every Christmas I place them on a two foot tall (including the base) tree. It reminds me of the trip and of the unbelievable fact that we were in Russia. ( I grew up in the Cold War era, obviously).
May you all have a peaceful and unbelievable Christmas, celebrating the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ.