02/11/2026
Ukraine 🇺🇦
Recently we helped clean up after a strike at an apartment building. Us girls didn’t have much to do, so once the windows in the first apartment were boarded up, we started sweeping up the broken glass scattered all over her apartment.
When we finished, she asked if we could help her walk to a nearby store. So we each took an arm, and off we went—very slowly—down the street. We laughed as she’d gently tug us one way or the other to show us where to go, and at one point she stopped just to point out some beautiful trees. Eventually we made it to the meat market, and then on to the bus stop where she caught her ride.
Another day, we spent time at the shelter playing with a young boy, helping him practice his math and English, tending to an older man’s injury, chatting with other evacuees, and enjoying some delicious soup one of them had made.
Though it can feel long at times when there are off days with not much planned, those quiet stretches have also made room for small, “unimportant” acts of service—the ones that have ended up being such a blessing to me and where deeper connections are formed. May we never forget that no job is too small or insignificant to serve faithfully.