Dear Russian: who are you?

Over the course of my blogging career, I’ve had at least one anonymous person in Russia following me faithfully. In fact, I have more hits from Russia than from any other country outside the United States. I find that interesting because about a month ago, God put the city of St. Petersburg on my heart. I’ve never cared for Russia as a destination or a place of ministry. There is very little there that has captured my attention (all of my attention being so fully consumed by the great continent of Africa). But similar God-nudges  have changed the course of my life before (my trip to Atlanta which introduced me to WDA being the prime example).

So I’m making it my ambition to visit the city of St. Petersburg somehow in the not-too-distant future. I may have my chance on one end of an upcoming teaching trip to the Congo in August. We’ll see. Whatever the case, I’d like to see if there is more to this nudgey feeling than a random magnetism toward the frozen North or a hankering for borsch.  

So my dear unknown Russian: if any of this strikes you as curious or beautiful or plain freaky, I think we should talk. Shoot me a message, eh? Мы должны говорить.