Wow. It’s been fun. I didn’t think I’d be able to pick things up so quickly. But, I’ve been able to learn the board and have been able to keep people informed and challenged all at the same time.
I’ve been filling in on the morning show at WGNB in West Michigan. I haven’t hosted a morning program in a long time. But, hosting a morning broadcast is what got me interested in Christian radio as a profession. I hosted my first morning program on 88.9 WGNR in Grand Rapids when I was in school.
Moody radio has an interesting mix of music and talk. In my opinion, it’s a little too talk heavy, so it limits the amount of ‘connecting time’ with the listening. Just about the time you get a good music mix — you’re breaking it up with another short-feature. I’m guessing they’re playing maybe 9 or 10 songs an hour.
However, I do enjoy the fact that Moody doesn’t play EVERY popular song out there. They’re more interested in ministering to people rather than playing the latest song the record companies want a radio station to play. There’s nothing wrong with playing new music, but there’s also nothing wrong with playing music that’s three our four years old, either.
Tomorrow I’m going to attempt to bring the listener in with telephone calls. I haven’t tried their phone equipment, so it could be a bit of a challenge the first couple of calls. We’ll see what happens. If you’re interested, tune in at wgnb.fm from 6am to 8:30am.
We got up to a beautiful sunrise at about 10:30am. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. No wind. But, the temperature was -35. It felt much cold than the previous day. We awoke to more reindeer meat, more tea and more bread. Many of us had to use the bathroom, but there are no bathrooms in the tundra. So, we just used the outside. We had to be careful because the reindeer CRAVE salt. Guess what’s in urine. We had to strategically walk away from the herd and not look like we were doing our ‘business,’ otherwise they would RUN to you.
We got ready to hand out the Christmas gift boxes at around noon to the few children who were in this camp of three teepees. Then, we had church. One of the men in our group, Boris, preached a wonderful message, then we sang songs, ate again and prepared to head back to Beliarsk. This is the typical food you’d receive in the tee pee — raw reindeer meat, bread, crackers, and tee.
In tee pee living, the woman is the queen of the tee pee. She rules. She sets up the tee pee, keeps the fire going, cooks, takes care of the children, etc. Men are only guests in the tee pee. Their job is to care for the reindeer heard. This particular family owns 500 reindeer. They can sell it for $5.00 per pound, or $10 per pound in the city. The reindeer feed off the tundra, so when all the feed is consumed, they move somewhere else. It takes nearly
The ride back to Beliarsk was only 3 hours, this time, but still grueling. Each person on our team is sore and exhausted, but truly thankful for the opportunity to explore the world and have a small impact on someone’s life. We arrived back in Beliarsk at around 8:00pm, got warm, ate dinner, had some good fellowship, and traveled two hours back through the winter road to Salehard. It was a great adventure. Now all we have left is sightseeing in Salehard, travel back to Moscow for a little more sightseeing and then home on Saturday.
We began our journey to the Tundra from Salehard. We traveled on a rough highway, then a winter highway to Beliarsk, a city with a population of about 2,000. A winter highway is just that. It’s only around in the winter. It consists of frozen rivers, lakes and tundra.
We stopped at an orphanage on the way. Unfortunately, many of the children who would be there were on winter holiday and were with extended families. So, there were only a few children at this orphanage. But, out of all of our travels to date, this received the most resounding response. It was from one little boy — he was maybe 8 or 9. He opened his box and he about jumped for joy. He loved it. Another young boy opened his box an immediately opened his Bible.
From there we traveled the rest of the way through the frozen north to Beliarsk. We stopped at an apartment to eat and get geared up for our snowmobile ride of a lifetime. We snacked on sausage, cheese, crackers, etc.
Unfortunately, this evening was full of excitement. The sleds we were riding on were more for carrying cargo, or packages, not people. We struggled to stay on the sleds. Each bump hurt. Each turn, we struggled to stay on. You would think they would stop to see how we’re doing — but they didn’t. They stopped only after someone asked to stop — me.
But, after almost two hours, we arrived at, what we thought was, our destination. It was a tee pee owned by a Ynunsi Christian family. Ynusi are reindeer herders and nomadic. There are only about 30,000 Ynusi. They move their camps (homes) about 7 times each winter to find feed for the reindeer. At this teepee we ate raw reindeer, cookies, crackers, and bread. Tea is served with EVERYTHING. I know why, too. IT’S HOT. We also gave the kids Christmas Gift boxes from the church in Salehard.
However, this teepee wasn’t our final destination this evening. We had to travel another two hours. Unfortunately, the family we were trying to find had moved to find feed for their reindeer. They left a barrel with directions on how to find the camp. It took another 1 1/2 hours to find it. When we arrived at 1:30am, they were waiting for us with tea, raw reindeer meet, and a warm fire to ease the -30 degree cold we were encountering on our long snowmobile ride. After we ate, the fire was stoked, we were covered with reindeer skins to stay warm and we all went to sleep.
We flew from Moscow to Salehard on January 6. We stopped by this monument, which identifies Salehard as the only city centered on the Arctic Circle. It wasn’t as cold as it was when I was here four years ago. The temp was around 10 above — very unusual for this part of the world. But, that quickly changed. Salehard is a city of about 30,000. It’s separated by the Ob River. In the winter, the river serves as a bridge to the city of Lobitnangi, a city of about 20,000. Salehard was home to thousands of political prisoners during the days of the Soviet Union. Many Christians died in labor camps here.
Christmas Day in Russia (January 7) was a great day. We spent most of it in church and serving others. We started off at the Baptist Church in Labitnangi, just above the Arctic Circle. We heard from four speakers including Paul Tokarchuk, Moscow Regional Director of Russian Ministries. We also heard from Pastor Sergey, who was commissioned when I was here in 2004. The mood was that of worship. It was a blessing to celebrate Christ’s birth twice this year.
Part of our celebration was the annual Christmas program. I don’t think it matters where you all in the world, when you get microphones and kids together you have funny moments — moments that memories are made from. The program contained a little drama, little ones reciting poems, singing and the annual kids Christmas gift.
Following the Christmas celebration at church, we accompanied Pastor Anatoli Merechev to two orphanages to hand out Christmas gifts. It was part of Russian Ministries’ Greatest Gift Exchange – Project Hope initiative. Russian Ministries provided the boxes and Bibles, the local churches provided the candy, toys and other goodies. The presents were handed out to orphans and poor children to allow the local church to share the Gospel. Without the gifts, the evangelical church isn’t allowed in the orphanages.
From there, we traveled to Pastor Anatoli’s church, Good News Church, which is almost completed for good Christian fellowship. Believers from both churches gathered together to celebrate the birth of Christ. They had good food and many people sang, shared a poem, or just enjoyed their time together as a family of believers centered around the one Christ. This serves as both a church and training center for Next Generation church leaders in the Yamal region of Russia, particularly the Arctic north.
This year it was a quick trip over to Davison, MI where my folks still live. In fact, they still live in the house I was born in — can you believe it? It was a little strange. Only half of my kids were there. Half of my younger sister’s kids were there. All of my older sister’s kids were there. But, everyone was think about those missing — Grandma and Grandpa Yoder. It was always a joy to see them.
Greg Yoder 