If Even One Repents . . .
We started at six in the morning and headed for the town of Ishim. It was misty that day. We were to go 200 km. After the first 100 km, the cyclists said they were not tired. But then a small incident happened. Brother Piotr fell down and hit his elbow. The wound was not serious. [Continue reading If Even One Repents . . . …]