How to start this post is somewhat challenging. My heart is broken. I am reminded of a video about a boy who had been to the dentist. The effects of the anesthesia had not completely worn off yet and so he asked in his bewildered state, "Is this real life?" I ask myself the same question. Just a heartbeat away (or so it seems) we were in the capital city of Kyiv, rubbing shoulders with our Ukrainian friends. We moved freely among them soaking up their culture and becoming acquainted with their food and wonderful bread. Now, we have learned that our friends must now find shelter as their lives are in peril. The fortunate ones who live near the temple are now huddled together in the basement of the patron house. The feeling is surreal as I ponder on how quickly our life in Ukraine was flipped upside down. We read in Matthew 24 about the prophesied events of the last days before the second coming of Jesus Christ. We imagine what those things might be li...