The two soon married, moved from Magadan to Kamchatka and started a church. Three years later they were back in Magadan to attend St. James. I was surprised to find diced dill pickles in my soup. I was even more surprised by the photos of nude women on packages of children's bubble gum. Worship held a few surprises, too.
Services are at least two hours long.
When I concluded my sermon at one church, I was asked to immediately preach a second. The people are very hungry for the word of God, and their desire to learn is infectious. During prayer times everyone prayed out loud at the same time. There is a strong emphasis on the gifts of the Spirit, including speaking in tongues. Yet these differences paled in comparison to the great bond of unity I felt with these brothers and sisters in Christ.