The Last of the Mohicans

When I informed a longtime Russian friend that our request to extend our documents to continue living in Yakutsk was declined, he shot back, “You’re the last of the Mohicans!”

James Fenimore Cooper romanticized the history of the Mohican Indians in his historical novel, The Last of the Mohicans, published in 1826.  The events took place in 1757 during the French and Indian War, recounting the story of an unarmed massacre, the kidnapping of two sisters, and their rescue by Hawk-eye and his two Mohican friends Uncas and Chingachook.  Supposedly, the Mohicans died out long ago.  But actually, several hundred Mohicans survived and moved from New York State in the early 1800s to their present location near Green Bay, Wisconsin.
Sometimes we feel like the last of the Mohicans!  We were the first missionaries with InterAct to move to Russia in March of 1994.  And now we’re the last resident missionary with InterAct in Yakutsk to leave.  I used to tell Kay, “We were the first ones to move here and we’ll be the last ones to leave.”  A former single member is continuing to live in Yakutsk teaching English apart from the mission.  All the other members, who had served in Yakutia, moved back to America.  Some newer members of InterAct are serving with the Tuvan people, some 1,500 miles southeast of here and one family lives in St. Petersburg.

We are very thankful to the Lord that the growing Yakut National Church will carry on--with or without us.  It has been our ultimate pleasure to serve with these Yakut brothers and sisters for the past 16 years.  They are and have been dependent upon the Lord ever since the Yakut National Church movement started about the time we move here.  Today there are nine Yakut National churches with their own pastors/leaders having 10 or more Yakut members in their congregations spread across this vast Republic of Yakutia.  That has been very exciting to witness firsthand!

More Christian literature in the Yakut language will take a lot of work and coordination, but we hope to promote and help facilitate more along with a personal visit or two back to Yakutsk.  We'll see what the Lord has in store.  It's been worth all the effort when we consider the lasting effect of widely distributed Christian literature in the Yakut language.

God’s timing and fulfilling His will in our lives are crucial.  I well remember 5 years ago how stressful it was to receive our current 5-year documents from the Russian government which expires next month.  Five years ago, the head person in the government agency bluntly and emphatically told me, “The apartment has to be in your name or go back to Alaska!”  I instantly responded, “It will be in my name,” and left.  I didn’t know exactly how, but I trusted the Lord to work that one out for us in time to submit all the paperwork.
We had been renting our two-room apartment in a typical Russian concrete complex, when it became available to buy while we were temporarily in Alaska.  Consequently, we had to put our apartment deed in the name of a Yakut brother.  At that time the government allowed this as long as the “owner” agreed we could live there long term.  But the law changed requiring that our registered, physical residence must be in our name.  We have been checked several times and in different ways to prove that we are living where we are registered­and, of course, we are.
The Yakut brother was far away in Ukraine going to school.  But then we heard that he was on his way back to Yakutsk for a visit, we quickly changed the title to my name during his brief visit.  Whew!  Praise the Lord for working things out so efficiently!  Yet, the Lord answered, “No,” to our request to extend our documents last September, which expire March 22, and 23.  We’re so glad the Lord decides these things.

We leave with mixed emotions.  Our "good-bys" will be said March 18th during the XIII Yakut Christian Conference.  Then it’s off to Moscow, New York and Chicago before we finally land in Alaska just in time for American Easter.  We’re thankful to have a log home waiting for us on the outskirts of Fairbanks.

Lord willing, we will live and serve with the Indian people in Alaska.  This will be a continuation of what we did for more than 30 years before we moved to Russia.  We see some of the Native people each time we're in Alaska and plan to get even more involved as we're there longer.  We'd really like to fly out to the villages and visit there, if that's God's will.

It was so special this past fall, when we stopped in to see Johnson and Bertha, who were good friends in one of the villages where we had served in the late ‘60s.  They had their own little room in a rest home in Fairbanks.  When we were ready to leave, Dave said, "Let's pray".  Bertha also wanted to pray and even Johnson prayed, which was the first time we heard him pray.  Just a few weeks later Bertha moved on to her eternal reward.  How thankful we were for the visits we had with them!

We also saw Paul and Mary in one of the stores in Fairbanks.  They had just received the shocking news that Paul had cancer!  We went to their daughter's home to talk and pray together before they flew to their village on the Yukon.  A little later they flew back to Fairbanks to celebrate Paul’s 70th birthday at a big gathering.  He was telling people there and in the villages, “We're all going to die sometime, but I know I'll probably die soon, and I'm ready.”  Then he encourages them to prepare for their own deaths someday.  Pray for them as they are living as normal a life as possible while treating his cancer.  They are a great witness to what God can do in and through His children.  We first met Paul as a young teenager in Nenana, Alaska as a new believer while we were attending an Arctic Training Camp in the late ‘50s.  He also taught us how to drive dogs.

We’re also very thankful to have great relationships and open doors with the younger generation of Indian, Yakut and white people.  Youthful thinking helps us to act younger and stay busy.  But a lot of water has gone down the Yukon River since 1958!

The Mohicans did not die off, fighting to the bitter end.  As long as we’re alive and kicking, we plan, Lord willing, to continue working with the Native (Indian) people in Alaska as well as somehow with the Yakut (Sakha) people in Russia.  Even though we keep aging with every heartbeat!

        As some suppose, the last of the Mohicans,

                 Dave & Kay <’{{{><