As I walked in the door, I heard Russian being spoken from the pulpit-- and I was understanding it. His daughter Natasha was translating, yes, but I was understanding it.. I don't think you fully appreciate how bad I was at speaking Russian. And it hasn't happened since then. But it was a miracle, just for me. It was the answer to my question to God and I understood immediately. "Yes, God," I said. "I understand. I will keep studying Russian." I bought his book that night, "