Prisoners from places of detention are calling.
They ask for food—I have food for them.
They ask for household chemicals and medicine—today, I have funds for household chemicals and medicine for them.
I don’t have a car, so I will call a taxi and take the packages to the courier, for whom I also have money.
I don’t have money to pay for the utilities of the office and warehouse of the Odigitria Charity Fund, no money to buy furniture, office, and household equipment, and no funds to purchase premises or a vehicle.
For three years now, a brutal war has been raging in Ukraine: right now, an air raid alarm is sounding, and since I live near the Odesa port, I can hear our air defense in action and see the red trails of tracer rounds...
For thirteen years, I have been serving prisoners, fulfilling the commandments of our Lord Jesus Christ.
He has no hands but ours...
