Several years ago a group of us were on a mission trip to Moscow. We took American teenagers into the public schools of Russia to share their personal testimonies. They had carefully crafted their story to tell how Christ had changed their life. We were warmly received everywhere we went. We stayed at the hostel that the Nuclear Energy Commission used to host visiting scientists from around the nation. They were still learning much from Chernobyl. At the end of our stay several of our leaders were invited to dinner at Dr Alexandrov's flat. You could actually see the Kremlin when looking out their large picture window on the second floor. We sat down to a wonderful spread and enjoyed pleasantries with the family and friends around the table. Towards the end of the meal Mrs. Alexandrov turned to me and asked, "So, what is your mission?" What an opportunity! I've never forgotten that dear woman's simple questio...
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