“…I will come again and take you to myself, so that where I am you may be also.”
In February 2002, with the Ukrainian government’s approval, Susan and I went to Ukraine to adopt our three youngest children. Based on what we were told, we expected to be in Ukraine only two weeks. We planned to stay three in the event of an unforeseen obstacle. A very hostile anti-American judge astounded us by imposing the maximum thirty-day delay that she could put on our case. Much to our disappointment, I had to return to the US alone due to preaching commitments, while Susan stayed in Ukraine with the children to see the adoption through. It turned out to be five more weeks, a total of eight.
After I left Ukraine to return home to work, Susan moved with the children from the village where they were born and where the orphanage was to an apartment in the closest city. She and the children h