There is a chronic shortage of parking space in Khabarovsk. Due to rampant care theft, it is unthinkable to leave one’s car parked outside on the street. Instead, people pay more than $3/night to park their cars in a guarded parking lot, or, if they own a garage, they park it in the garage. The problem is that literally every new day ushers in more and more new vehicles, and, consequently, the guarded parking lots are overflowing with cars. The only option left is to purchase a garage. However, in order to purchase a garage you have to have a plot of land to put it on (remember most people live in apartment complexes here), and getting a plot of land “legally” can be almost impossible. Therefore, if you are a car owner and you can’t find a free space in a guarded parking lot, you don’t own a garage, and you don’t want to leave your car out on the street for thieves to steal, well, you’re going to have to get creative fast, which is precisely what a lot of people are doing. Their creativeness is generally manifested in a form of 21st century squatting, which basically entails occupying a small plot of vacant land which doesn’t belong to you and building a garage on it.
Just a few days ago, we were assaulted by garage squatters near the church’s property. Right outside of the gates that lead onto our church’s property there is a tract of vacant land that serves as a small buffer zone between our property and the road that it is situated off of. Apparently, this buffer zone was simply to tasty a morsel for a car owner to resist, and a few days ago, we were rudely interrupted from our work by the grind of heavy machinery. We managed to dash out of the church office just in time to see an huge crane lift a bunker-style, concrete garage into place right outside our gates. In response we called the police. What happened next came as a complete surprise.
First, the police were late. The garage was already installed when they arrived. Second, they did little more than give the offending squatter a legal “slap” on the wrist, which is basically a one time fine of about $30. Third, after they slapped the squatter, they turned their attention on us, the ones who called them on the scene. Two policemen stormed into our office building, and began demanding that we show them all our church’s official documents, by-laws, etc. I was proud of our accountant/children’s minister, Olga, as she unsheathed her rapier wit and began to demand that they produce their ID, a warrant, etc. Eventually, we all cooled down and they left in one piece, but it was surreal to say the least. It turns out that the police harrassed the very people that they were sworn to serve and protect, and the crimial element, the squatter, was left practically untouched and in possession of a garage in a prime location. It’s no wonder that the police are not well-loved by the general population.
After they had gone, I asked the staff to gather for prayer. In the face of hurt feelings and negativity, I felt that it was crucial to respond with good and blessing. The Bible encourages us to overcome evil with good. So, we began to proclaim blessings upon these civil servants in response to their hostility. One thing I can say for sure, when we were finished I felt like an overcomer instead of a door mat. You can’t lose by practicing the Word!