November 7, 2006
Dear Family and Friends,
The snow has started, and so far we absolutely love it. I say
“so far” because our guess is that like with any novelty,
it is exciting for a while, but then reality sets in. But for
many in Moscow, especially those with whom we come in contact
through the soup kitchen, the cold is a harsh reality they endure
for many months.

The Parish Center of MPC provides a safe and hospitable sanctuary
for Bible study, computer training, and immigration application
processing. In recent years, it has become a vital gathering
point for many in the congregation.
A few weeks ago, one of our homeless clients who is fed by the
soup kitchen fell and literally died on the sidewalk with no one
to help him. (The kitchen staff does not allow the homeless to
eat inside because they say that it is bad for their business—we
are going to work on that this month.) We are writing this letter
a few days after the new November 4 national holiday that is used
as an excuse for ultra-nationalists and skinheads to come out
on the street and beat any foreigners that they may encounter
while shouting “Russia is for Russians!”
Bob took one of our MPC (Moscow Protestant Chaplaincy) members,
an American woman of color, to the airport because it would have
been too dangerous for her to take public transportation. In the
winter, with the cold and the snow falling, these realities become
even more acute as many of these nationalists spend their time
in the metros looking for targets. It is difficult for many of
our members to travel around the city during the winter for fear
of running into one of these groups.
So having said all this, yes, the snow is absolutely beautiful.
The kids went sledding the other day when there was less than
an inch on the ground and people thought they had lost their minds.
This lovely gift from God, as we call it in our family, is enough
cause for celebration every time that we see it fall from the
sky.
October was a month for visits to Moscow. We think they were
trying to beat the cold and snow. Bob’s mom, Peggy, came
and enjoyed ten days with her grandchildren. We were able to see
a number of sights that we hadn’t yet taken the time to
explore. Bob and his mom went on a four-hour metro viewing tour
that was fascinating. They also somehow managed to get into the
Kremlin and a couple of art museums. It was a great visit. That
visit was quickly followed by a visit from Stacy’s dad,
Dave, who came a week later. He was able to enjoy our first real
snowfall and some of the amazing realities of Moscow that can
be puzzling yet fascinating.
Rachel continues to love playing tennis. We found out that we
can reserve the basketball court at the U.S. embassy for an hour
and play tennis there for next to nothing. Naomi has a new guitar
and is learning to play her chords beautifully. She and Bob love
to sing along while she plays Kum Ba Ya and Swing Low. Bethany’s
piano is going along extremely well. Stacy can teach her a hymn
one day and the next day she has it down. It is really fun to
see how all of the girls are broadening their horizons at school
and in their other activities.
An important ministry of MPC remains a Soup Kitchen serving
poor pensioners in Moscow. Bob and Stacy work with other MPC
volunteers and staff to guide
this critical ministry.
With Advent coming along we are getting the Sunday school classes
geared up for a Christmas celebration. All the kids wanted to
have a part, and so we are adding lines everywhere possible. We
can’t wait to see how it turns out. We had a wonderful fall
celebration with over 20 kids carving pumpkins and running relay
races. We think many of them had never carved pumpkins before.
It isn’t easy to get pumpkins in the middle of Moscow. One
of the church members knew of a place outside of the city. She
sent their driver, and on Sunday we had pumpkins. It is amazing
to see the Lord’s provision in even the simplest of situations.
Just the other day Bethany asked if Russians celebrate Thanksgiving.
She was very concerned to find out that they did not celebrate
this special day. She insisted that we must have this special
day to give thanks to God. Stacy assured her that we would celebrate
Thanksgiving as we always had. We wish you all a wonderful season
of Thanksgiving, and we think of you as we remember our many blessings.
Your servants in Christ,
The Bronkema Family |