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For your weekend pleasure: Sounds of Peace

The sounds of a waterfall….. There is nothing more in this video but  sounds…so close your eyes and relax. It may be the best few minutes that you have spent this week for it is in the “small still voice” that God speaks.


Do not forget Ukraine! An amazing story… “baptism by fire”

Seigrey P (not real name) in happier days.

Sergey P (not real name) in happier days.


The young man shown here is a University grad in Ukraine.  He also has cerebral palsy, which makes it difficult for him to talk or move.  Nevertheless, his story that you are about to read is true and gives an amazing detail of a man who was kidnapped but continued to risk his life, despite his disabilities, to help others escape the violence in Ukraine.  We will call him Sergey and blur his face for security reasons.  Below is a partial report of his experiences written by a fellow Ukrainian for a local media outlet:


“Where would I go?  I was born here. I love Donetsk; it’s my homeland. I am Ukrainian. No, of course I don’t want Donetsk to become part of Russia! And if it did, I would leave  Ukraine. But for now, why would I leave? I want to do something good [while I can].

Once someone asked if anyone could drive a person from Snizhne to Krasnoarmiisk. I came up to them and said: “I want to do it, only I don’t have money for fuel.” I have been driving people for two weeks, now.

In my 35 years of life  I couldn’t find a job because of my disability. In the ordinary times I simply didn’t have much to do. But in times of this unfortunate war, it turns out that I am capable of doing something….

Yesterday I was greatly frightened.

I was in Shahtarsk yesterday. I went there to pick up an elderly man. This was when the DNR [Donetsk People's Republic] bandits captured me. They held me at gun point. Their first question was somewhat stupid: “Are you a Baptist?” Shocked and frightened, I said, “no.”

I asked what did being a Baptist have to do with anything? And they said: “These are our main sworn enemies, they are the agents of America.” They threw me inside my car and drove off with me sitting in the back seat, the two of them were sitting in front. They threatened to take me to the regional administration building.

There was a bus full of children and elderly women moving behind us. There were also criminals on that bus, who were carrying guns. It seemed to me that they [the bandits] were fleeing Shahtarsk and needed a live shield [the children and elderly women].

They were taking elderly women to Donetsk, accompanying them on the bus. And it seemed that they were using it as a way to escape. I was captured, so I couldn’t pick up that elderly man yesterday. Gun pointed to my temple. I told them that I was scared. One of them fired a shot in the air and asked: “How about now, are you scared now?”

The scariest thing was when I arrived in the Pisky village. I had to drive though the fields, because roads are blocked with checkpoints everywhere now; they don’t let you through. I saw elderly women walking. I asked: “Will I get to Pesky this way?” They got in my car and showed me how to get around the mines. And then they said: “Stop here and continue on foot.” I went afoot. I saw mines and trip-wires everywhere.

I found an old woman, 96 years of age; the roof of her house was destroyed. She was sitting in the cellar, knee deep in water. She had been living in that cellar for four days. She was trying to get in touch with me for a week. We walked 3 km on foot toward my car. Missiles were scattered across the whole of Pisky, and there were flare pistols twisted into the ground. The war is going on there.

Only now I know what the expression “ baptized by fire” really means.

They don’t care anymore. When I was taking people out of Snizhne, thirteen people managed to fit inside my car. I couldn’t even fathom it would be possible. There were only eleven of them to begin with, but they told me that there were two more people in Shahtarsk who needed to be picked up. I asked them: “How?”

As I approached Shahtarsk, two elderly men were waiting there. They said that they would be able to fit in. I told them: “Where?! You can’t! It’s impossible.” They started crying as I drove away. I came back for them and they got into the car! I don’t know how.

One of them had a passport with a Lviv registration. (Passports are being checked at every checkpoint.) We were doomed! Somehow he managed to lie down under the women’s legs, and they didn’t find him. I ended up bringing them to Sloviansk. I think that it wasn’t me but someone from above!

Earlier this week, I was transporting a young lady from the regional children’s hospital. She had just given birth to a baby. I was bringing them to Kramatorsk and all the roads were blocked. An old man who was passing by showed us the way and we drove through. Further on, there were mines. She was crying the whole way through, afraid that we would be blown up by a mine.

Somehow, through the fields, we had managed to drive out onto the Konstantynivska route. It took us two hours in order to get out of Donetsk and get onto this route. Yasynuvata (Donetsk Oblast) was blocked; you couldn’t drive through it. When we finally reached Kramatorsk, her dad started hugging me with tears in his eyes. I can’t even imagine, for what? I am only a connector between the steering wheel and the pedals…”


Boyer Writes believes that those who serve as  a “Connector” in a desperate situation are angels  from God.  Continue to pray for the people of Ukraine and this brave young man who has not let his disability keep him from doing what he knows is right when others are in need. We must not forget what the people of Ukraine are going through.

It is also interesting that the enemy of the Ukrainian people made a point to this young man by calling the Christians in the area “Baptists”, which we know as a denomination.  While I was in Ukraine, I found that the Christians of Ukraine had opened orphanages and did nothing but help the Ukrainians whose families had often broken apart by alcoholism and the children had no one to care for them.  Why they are considered someone to get rid of is hard to understand.  Of course, we also do not understand why an aid worker to Syria…who was there to only help the poor and destitute…could be brutally beheaded.

With such events happening around the world, the spotlight on this aggression and violence in Ukraine may fade from the media, which  obviously  is wanted by the invaders.   It must not be allowed to happen.  Experiences like this one must be kept alive.




Cat Takes Care of Dog



Puppies and a pig

Puppies and a pig

In the animal world, some are able to set aside their natural differences.   Perhaps we humans could take a lesson from a blind and hard of hearing chocolate lab and a cat named “Pudicat”.  It is well known that cats usually do not like dogs.  I have seen this unusual situation even with my golden retriever, Gracie, and a neighbor cat…now deceased.   Gracie would be laying outside the door and “Patches” would come up to her.  Ever so gently, Patches would tip-toe between Gracie’s legs…maneuver a bit   and lay down between Gracie’s paws.    Gracie never tried to move her…or pull away.  They would lay there for a very long time.  Usually it was Patches who would get up and travel along her way.

In the video below, you’ll  notice the words...vulnerable.sensing….which  says to us to  be more keenly aware of the vulnerable around us…sense their needs and do something about it if we can…just like “Pudicat”.


For Your Weekend Listening Pleasure…Piano and the Beauty of Fall

Those of us in Florida do not always get to see the beauty of the Fall season when leaves turn their golden colors mixed with red.  Perhaps one of our most memorable trips was to visit Japan in the Fall when the maples had turned a brilliant red.

The Fall scenes you will see remind me of my birthplace in the mountains of North Carolina and our home in Virginia.  This weekend, however,  I invite you to listen to piano music and see Japan again with me in the video below.  (Enlarge picture for better viewing.)


Inter-connectiveness…in the WILD





beautiful cat

We are human.  The animal world is vanishing…ever so slowly…or rapidly, in some cases because of humans.





The savagery on elephants for their tusks may bring a generation soon that will not see an elephant in the wild.  As they die off in the zoos, they also may be no more.  One of God’s most beautiful creatures is at great risk.

Lions Family PortraitThe big cats of the world remind us of our own domestic cats.  There is no such thing as a truly tamed lion even though it may appear so as we watch the inter-action and inter-connectiveness between man and animals of the wild.  Sometimes this comes from knowing the animal from the moment they are born. Other times it is the special talents of men who get up-close and personal as shown in this video.

We share with you an up-close view of animals that must be saved.   (Compliments of 60 Minutes)

One last glance down…and then

My last blog was a warning to those who may take a drink too many…with a charming video to prove the point.   Today I add a much more sobering video.   This probably will be an eye-opener to what “one last glance down” can do to you or your passengers.

Movie Goers  in Hong Kong were ask to leave their cell phones on after they entered the theater.


Just a few beers..and CHOICES

So often we hear the sad stories of both young and old not making it home because of an accident where there was a DUI (Drinking Under the Influence)  involved. The heartache that goes with these reports is probably indescribable. So what is the problem with “just a few beers”…probably nothing…if a person knows when too many is definitely too many.

I remember one date I had in my youthful years…and he definitely was not able to drive anyone anywhere. The choice I made that night was not an easy one…because it was not only embarrassing, but a definite let-down to a night that could have been a happy one. I asked another guy that I knew was not drinking that night to take me home.  He did.

Recently I saw a Budweiser commercial that had a good message of choice…even if it was a bit sad. It had a lesson in CHOICES:

  • The CHOICE not to drive.
  • The FACT that some made a CHOICE to drive…and did not make it home.
  • There may be those at home WAITING…and counting on you to return. It would be best to think  before it becomes just a few…or a few too many.

Watch this video and see what you think. (or better still…watch it with a young person.)


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