In 1989 I got invited to be a visiting scholar at a university in the Far East of the then still existing Soviet Union. When I finished my assignment and returned home the Soviet Union was gone. It might have been my fault. You can blame the dissolution on me if you like. I think the statute of limitations has long expired for them to come after me. Besides, I am old and if they did catch up with me, well then … so what?I will say up front that I take my faith seriously. I am not an in-your-face kind of Christian. That kind of approach doesn’t do any good anyway. But being a Christian does inform my actions. If that bothers you, you might want to close the book, and hit delete. No harm, no foul. If you are a Christian, too … well, then, this story could be about you also.This is the story of the Fall of the Soviet Union and perhaps the first and last Christian Church in Russia, also.
One Night in Jackson’s Bridge
This short read drops you right into Jackson’s Bridge, Colorado—where
