Facial injuries healed

During a 2013 trip to Russia, my wife and I and some close friends were about to join other travelers to begin a 1,200-mile river and waterway cruise from Moscow to St. Petersburg. Our last night in Moscow included a bus trip downtown for a performance of Russian song and dance. 

As I stepped off the curb near Red Square, I fell hard on my face on the pavement. My face was bleeding and bruised, but several kind passersby handed me tissues and clean handkerchiefs. Many truths regarding God’s care for me flooded my thoughts, and I felt my confidence rising to meet this challenge. I had come many thousands of miles to see Russia, so I declined with thanks our guide’s offer to bus me back to the ship right away.

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