From Maia Mikhaluk in Kyiv (630th day): “One of the civil airports in Ukraine is likely to be opened before the end of the war,” stated Andrii Yermak, Head of the Office of the President of Ukraine. It’s not clear which airport he referred to, but definitely something in the west of Ukraine.
A few months ago Ryan Air was also talking about starting flights to Ukraine by the end of this year. Is it really possible?
Yemen, Afghanistan, Sudan and Azerbaijan – all these countries have been or are at war for years. At the same time, dozens of civilian aircraft have taken off and are taking off from the airports of the capitals of these countries, which take passengers not only to neighboring states, but also to other continents.
Not to mention the two thousand planes every week that depart from Tel Aviv, Israel, which has been at war since 1982 and is under constant fire.
Still the idea of opening Ukrainian air space for commercial flights seems overly optimistic. We expect ruzzians to restart their massive missile strikes on our infrastructure any time now that winter is around the corner. They have been storing missiles for the past few months. Some military experts are saying that ruzzians might have up to 800 missiles ready for winter terrorism.
What airline would dare to fly to Ukraine? And who would be those daring passengers?! Unfortunately, for some time still, Ukrainian skies are going to be crowded by ruzzian missiles, just as our farmlands are loaded by ruzzian landmines.
To think of it, we don’t need commercial flights, we need those F-16 planes that will help us end the war sooner!
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Nov.16, 2023
From: Sergei Nakul (pastor of Big City Church in Kyiv and military chaplain): Somehow, answering the question, “What is the Middle Age Crisis?”, my professor Willem van Hemeren said, “The middle-age crisis is an acute awareness of one’s mortality.” I can’t say I am experiencing some kind of middle-age crisis, but after forty, I realize, more and more, especially during war, fragility of life, smoking, aging, mortality. And in this realization and acceptance, there is a truly precious comfort—though we wilt like a wildflower, and wilt like grass, the Word of God remains forever, as is the eternal God Himself, the eternal source of life. “The voice says: report! And he said: What shall I report? All flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like a wild flower. Dries up grass, withers flower when the breath of the Lord blows on him: yes and people are grass. The grass dries, the flower withers, and the word of our God will be forever “
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From Ira Kapitonova in Kyiv (Day 630):
You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;
you have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,
that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!
Psalm 30:11-12
Today, someone asked me about the war in Ukraine and what we expect. When or how will it end? I thought for a moment. We live in truly unpredictable times, so this question is hard to answer, but I also knew that as I speak, I would need to pick a side — an optimistic or a pessimistic one. Not an easy choice. But while I was considering it, I realized there is a third option — a side of faith.
I thought back and shared how many Western governments were giving Ukraine not more than 72 hours of resistance and how no one believed we would fight so ferociously. I remembered the incredible times when God was clearly on our side, when the enemy army was getting lost and confused, when the wind blew away their paratroopers, or when a swarm of bees disabled a group of Russian soldiers, or when wild geese downed an enemy plane. I thought back to many other accounts that were too incredible to be accidental, and I was reassured that if our God is for us, it doesn’t matter who is against us. That’s why I could confidently say that I don’t know how or when this war will end, but I know that God will not forsake us, and He will turn our mourning into dancing.
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