This is an excerpt from my journal during a
recent trip to Kiev, Ukraine and Tblisi, Georgia to train sports chaplains and
to make new friends toward that end in Georgia. I hope it encourages you. This
form of ministry is growing all around the globe.
On 15 June, two of our FCA Midwest Region staff
teammates, six coaches from the Metro-East area of St. Louis, and I returned
from a tremendous trip to Ukraine. We served with our FCA Ukraine colleagues,
their coaches, and Ukrainian athletes of several sports in multiple communities
around Kiev and Rivne, Ukraine.
Saturday June 4, 2016
After
hosting Friday evening and Saturday morning’s Saluki Football Coaching Clinic
in Carbondale, I drove to the Williamson County Airport, checked in and boarded
the plane to St. Louis. The Cape Air pilots somehow got our plane stuck in the
mud before we even made it to the runway. The plane was grounded, and our
flight was cancelled.
After
learning of Cape Air’s plan to arrange for a bus to drive us to St. Louis and
the hours involved, I drove rapidly to STL. Along the way, I encountered 5 mph
traffic for miles on I-64 due to a wreck. I was, ironically, relieved to
receive a couple of text messages from American Airlines that my flight from
STL to Charlotte was delayed. I made it to long-term parking, checked in and
through security quickly. The flight was delayed 1 hour. I had an easy flight
in first class due to an upgrade, for which I was very thankful.
Upon
arrival in Charlotte, I ran through the terminal from concourse to concourse to
catch my connection to Barcelona. It was boarding as I arrived at the gate. It
was a rather uneventful flight across the pond with around 6 hours of sleep. My
late departure from CLT made connecting in BCN rather tight.
Sunday June 5.
I
went through passport control, twice + security. I found favor with a border
police officer and jumped to the front of the passport control line as my
flight was scheduled to be boarding. I ran to the gate and then waited for a
delayed departure to Kiev. The flight was easy and we had a smooth flight to
KBP, arriving almost on time. I had an easy transition through immigration and
baggage claim. No customs. Andriy, Oleg, and Nikita picked me up and we had
dinner at a SOCAR gas station (trust me, it’s good). We then went to Andriy and
Lindsay's home, greeted everyone and then went to bed around 10:00 pm.
Monday June 6.
I
slept well overnight in Andriy’s home office. I hung out with the kids, had
breakfast, and prepared in the morning hours. The FCA Chaplains School with
about 35 participants started at 11:00 at a wonderful facility owned by a local
church. I presented session 1, Oleg did session 2. That night Ruslan Muts
hosted a talk show (panel discussion) with 3 area coaches re: the value of
sport chaplains. It was very good. I got to bed at 11:00 pm.
Tuesday June 7.
I
did not sleep as well last night. We loaded up early and went to Chaplains
School for 8:00 devotions and breakfast. I presented sessions 1b and 3, and
Oleg did session 4. We enjoyed lots of fellowship and networking after dinner.
I got to bed at 11:00 pm again.
Wednesday June 8.
I
slept well. I was up to shower at 6:00. I did my daily devotional reading and
packing for tonight’s trip to Georgia. We were out the door at 7:30, got a
double Americano, and went to the facility for devotions and breakfast. I
taught sessions 5 and 6, and then Ruslan and Oleg wrapped up the conference.
They sang "Happy birthday" to me, and the whole group prayed for me.
We then had lunch as I enjoyed a long talk with Dr. Che.
After
lunch I had a good chat with Ira Bedrai as we waited for the St. Louis FCA team
to arrive from the airport. I greeted them, we had a meeting to introduce
people and to orient them. We divided people and sporting gear into a couple of
vans. The Rivne team left, and the Kiev team stayed. Andriy and I picked up
Oleg and we drove to the Kiev airport.
As
we were checking in we were informed that the flight was oversold and we needed
to talk to the people at the rebooking counter. As we stood there, a
supervisor, a lady about 45 years old, looked me in the eye, I smiled and said
hello in Russian. She asked if we were booked to Tblisi and I said yes. She
said, “I have compensation for you.” She walked us through the rebooking,
ground transportation, and the cash compensation. Our flight was changed to
Kutsaisi, Georgia and we were to arrive at 11:30 pm. 250 euro (7,092
grivne) compensation was paid to us for the inconvenience.
Thursday June 9.
That
went as planned and then we rode about 4 hours, partly in a small car and at
2:30 am we transferred to a van to Tblisi. At 3:41 am we arrived at a coffee
shop where, were to meet our friend from Tblisi. Valeri picked us up at 3:45.
Around 4:00 am we arrived at the place where we would stay the night (morning),
and both Oleg and Valeri thought it appropriate that on the early morning of my
60th birthday, I would reside in a retirement home.
We
were up at 9:30. I took a G.I. shower, had breakfast at 10:00, and it was
wonderful. WE chatted with Valeri about sports ministry, loaded the van for a
90+ minute (30 kilometers) drive up horrible mountain roads for a service with
his church family of around 30 people on the Day of Ascension. We prayed, sang,
the bishop read scripture and spoke, then he invited me to speak about
the ascension and our ministry. I referenced Luke 24 and the inscription beneath
el Picacho in Tegucigalpa, Honduras. We received communion with bread torn from
a large flatbread, and a common cup of wine. We sang another song, and then we
walked down to the area for a barbecue. A fire was built, a table was set, and
I was soon introduced and toasted for my birthday.
During
lunch I had some red wine and wonderful cheese as well as delicious cheesbread,
cake, and shashlik, pork roasted over the fire like a kabob. Wow. (For the
record, I never drink anything alcoholic, but to be a gracious guest in Georgia
means to eat and drink whatever is offered. I drank more red wine in two days
in Georgia than I had drank in the previous 36 years.)
Due
to the persistent rain, we went down the mountain to the very modest church
building in Tblisi. They came out with a cake bearing two large candles and
sang "Happy birthday." We walked to our van and rode to the oldest
church in Georgia (4th century). We rode down to the old capital city and had
dinner with friends. This was great food, tomato and cucumber salad, bread,
mushrooms with cheese, red wine, espresso. After dinner, 2+ hours of explaining
the McCown Sport in Ministry map, in English, translated into Russian, then
translated into Georgian.
At
9:00 we took a walk around the church built in the 11th century, and then rode
back to our room in the old folks home. I was in bed by 10:15 and eventually
was able to sleep.
Friday June 10.
We
were up at 7:00. I took a hot shower and shaved. We had breakfast at 8:00, and
then we were on the road to Kutsaisi at 8:45. We traveled with Valeri to
meetings and we chatted with him more about ministry in sport, en route. We
made several stops including one to pick up another local pastor who had info
on a former Soviet pioneer camp that is for sale and could make a camp
facility. Another stop was to see their present camp site, about 16 km from
Kutsaisi. Still another stop was to sign documents with the camp owner at a
hotel in Kutsaisi.
We
went to Prometheus' Cave outside Kutsaisi. Oleg and I took the tour of the
caverns. We then stopped to buy bread as we returned to the camp facility of
which Valeri was pleased to give me a guided tour. We had dinner around 6:30
with the collected set of five pastors at the camp, talking about ministry in
sport and, sadly, USA politics. I was again toasted for my birthday and dinner
was excellent in the finest Georgian tradition. After dinner we relaxed at the
camp and used their Wi-Fi to catch up on email and social networking.
Saturday June 11.
At
midnight we began the trek back to Tblisi. We dropped the pastor at his home
and Sasha in his neighborhood before continuing to the airport. By 4:30 am we
were checked in and drinking coffee in the departure hall. It was an easy
flight back to Kiev. Vera (Oleg’s wife) picked us up, and we went to breakfast
in a French style cafe downtown. We drove to the conference facility to drop me
off. I jumped into Coaches Camp already underway. I tried to rest, but could
not. After a dinner of Domino’s pizza, we went with the coaches to a jazz concert
downtown via subway. We walked to a park area for coffee and sightseeing
afterwards. We took the subway home again. Tim Casey lead a team meeting with
our STL FCA teammates until 11:30. Then it was off to bed.
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