In June 1991 I was, by a miracle, in Ukraine. The invitation came as a direct approach from the Soviet Union. Ukraine was still a part of the USSR, they didn’t declare independence until 24 August, exactly two months after our crusade. Somehow, they’d heard of me through people I was working with in Czechoslovakia, but they hadn’t really believed I would come… I arrived at their church in the middle of a prayer meeting – and found they had made no preparations at all. But the Holy Spirit undertook. The pastor got on the phone straight away to someone he knew who got us permission to use the open-air theatre in the park. The city administration broadcast advertising for our meetings all over the city through the old Soviet public announcement system – loudspeakers on the lampposts. Even the actual meetings were broadcast this way, including my preaching and prayer for repentance. It all took place that same weekend that I arrived. Miracles of healing were outstanding; I remember five blind people received their sight – and I met one of them many years later in some other city in the former USSR; he simply said, “Do you remember me? In Rovno? You prayed for me, I was blind. I can still see!”