"But you, God, see the trouble of the afflicted;
you consider their grief and take it in hand.
The victims commit themselves to you;
you are the helper of the fatherless."
you consider their grief and take it in hand.
The victims commit themselves to you;
you are the helper of the fatherless."
Psalm 10:17-18
There is so much that goes on in my heart throughout the day. I am overwhelmed with a love for a Country that I have never been too. I don't know much about their culture. I don’t speak their language. I only have 1 true African friend. (I love you Jackie!)
Although one of my husband's best friend is a refugee fromSudan
Although one of my husband's best friend is a refugee from
However, I am completely overwhelmed with this people and their land.
Is that weird?
I think it would have to be. Or it could just be a God-thing.
I am reading two books right now. "No Longer A Slumdog" by K.P. Yohannan. (WOW!)
Also, reading and rereading “Kisses from Katie.” Between these two books my mind is constantly thinking of everything other than the easy and simple life of America
When I read that Katie is pulling jiggers out of malnourshied and emaciated children, I think, “I can to do that.” When she picks up a child out of the slum and brings them home for a month, feeds them, bathes them and nurtures them back to health, I think, “I can do that.” When I read that K.P., founder of Gospel for Asia, I'm overwhlemed with story after story of how he rescued children straight from the mouth of death. He gave them hope and now they are healthy, beauiful, thriving children. It's so the Lord.
I don’t know. My mind is a crazy place these days.
When I have these thoughts, I ask myself and the Lord, “Am I fooling myself. Am I living a fairytale dream in my mind? I mean, who wants to sell everything they own and move to a land they know nothing about and pull jiggers out of AIDS children and scrape dead skin off their bodies and hold them and love them and tell them about Jesus?"
Welcome to my mind.
Many times at night, I sit on the computer and I read stories. I read blogs and I look at pictures. (I know...) Here are some that I think are special and I want to share with you my thoughts as I look at these precious faces. Maybe you can relate. Or maybe this will show you, that yes,
I have flown out to the coo-coos nest. (Hopefully the Lord’s coo-coo nest!)
I have flown out to the coo-coos nest. (Hopefully the Lord’s coo-coo nest!)
Here is Pauline. Isn’t she beautiful?
When I look at her, I see pure beauty.
Is that strange?
Perhaps.
What we define as beauty here in America don’t even get me started.
Sure her skin is weathered. She didn’t just come from the salon and get a $145.00 cut with color. She probably hasn’t seen $145.00 in the last 10 years of her life. Vacation? Not even a word in her vocabulary. Paulina, 91, is among the growing number of elderly Africans who have no adult support. She is taking care of her 16 grandchildren. All 12 of her children died of AIDS.
Selfless.
Life is so different in Africa .
She is beautiful to me and I love her.
If you saw this picture in a magazine, would you wonder why she is crying?
Or would you quickly turn the page because “you just cant look”.
Me?
I stare into her eyes and I wonder what her life is like.
Does she have a bed?
When was the last time she ate?
How many times has she been abused?
Does she have anyone to tell her she is loved?
These are the questions I ask myself as I am pleading with Jesus…
I’m assuming this is not a fun-Friday-night-sleepover as Hannah
might think it is when she looks at this picture.
Do you know that when children in orphanages wake up together in the morning,
they get on their knees and pray for “forever families” for each other?
Yes, they pray for each other to find families. I find that joyful yet heartbreaking all at once.
Do you remember what it was like as a child to eat your lunch by yourself on the play ground?
Probably not because most of us had many friends to eat with and that made us comfortable. Do you know that most children, when they get food, will go off by themselves and eat at a distance because they are in fear that someone will come and steal their food? They rather eat alone and thus protect their food. In many cases, older children in orphanages will take the food from the younger children preventing them from getting their full meal and plunging them deeper into starvation.
Other times, they simply do not get to eat because there is no food to eat.
SIMPLY. no. food. to. eat.
Although they don’t have much, some children don’t have anything: they still manage to sing and play with the biggest smiles EVER, laugh louder and longer and sing with all their hearts.
It’s very humbling to me. You would think it would be the exact opposite but they are kids.
Just like my kids.
Just like yours.
They love to play. They love to jump. They love to wrestle.
They are people just like us.
A personal reminder I whisper to myself daily.
"The first question the priest... and the Levite asked was,
'If I stop to help this man, what will happen to me?'
But the Good Samaritan... reversed the question:,
'If I do not stop to help this man, what will happen to him."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"I see the faces of these precious children and my heart goes out to them.
I like to think that one person can make a difference,
even if it is only one child at a time."
Ms. M.L. (Bridge of Hope sponsor)
"Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing
because he could do only a little." Edmund Burke
"The biggest disease today is not leprosy or tuberculosis,
but rather the feeling of being unwanted." Mother Teresa
There is a part of me that thinks I "have it all figured out".
Man, that is a scary place to be. (And not very Biblical)
Here is what I want our family to do.
(I hate the sound of that but it really is my heart)
I want to move to Africa .
Adopt a village.
Drill a well (water is LIFE).
Build a church and a school.
Teach farming.
Grow food
and love LOVE L.O.V.E. the people.
Am I crazy?
(Coo-coo.... Coo-coo)
Will you pray with me?
My heart is with a people I have never met.
I love them with a love I can not explain.
These are my thoughts.
This is what I do in my free time.
I sit and pray over faces just like these.
They all have stories.
They all have feelings.
They all have a desire to be loved.
Nobody should have to ever live the way some of these sweet faces live today.
"I want to lift them up. When I go to villages, even different places,
I see people who are without food even.
I groan within me.
And I think, 'How can I help them come out of all this poverty
and oppression and this kind of problem?'
That is my burden."
Niran John Das (missionary from India)
I see people who are without food even.
I groan within me.
And I think, 'How can I help them come out of all this poverty
and oppression and this kind of problem?'
That is my burden."
Niran John Das (missionary from India)
I guess I have a burden too.
Today our family is on a mission. However, our story began back in 2003. We were married, blessed with 3 beautiful children and the world’s best loving little Shiz-Tu of a man-dog! (We really love him. Probably too much. But that is not what this blog is about!)
My husbands name is Chris but my kids and I call him ‘Papa’! We have been married for over 8 years. We have seen some amazing mountain tops in our marriage and we have also swam in the depths of the oceans floor. We know that God is alive, working and ALL POWERFUL. We are living proof!
Our children are amazing. They REALLY do make us laugh. So many times we just look at each other and shake our heads because they are so cute and unpredictable. They force us to learn humility, mercy and grace constantly and we fail daily. It’s actually very sobering.
We are completely broken people. Sinners in need of grace, forgiveness and mercy like you need air and water. We give our brokenness to Jesus. We turn in all our failures and sinful ways in hopes that Jesus will use these vessels (our lives, our bodies) for His ultimate and complete Glory and unto His Kingdom.
What is this blog about? It’s about Jesus and Orphans!
As you will read, we are now on a mission. To love the orphan! To serve HIS children and help provide for any urgent needs we encounter.
We originally were praying about adoption. However, we are now praying that the Lord would just SEND US, if that is His plan.
We have started a ministry called, "Bread For Life" and we bake and sell bread to help raise money for children in need. It began in December of 2011, we have raised almost $20,000! This little ministry is being turned into a non-profit and we are seeking the Lord for what He has in store for us next.
If you can get past all the misspelled words, run on sentences and confusing grammar than sit back and be encouraged! God is on the move in our hearts and we are thrilled! We invite you to laugh, cry, pray, rejoice and hope that Christ be glorified through our lives.
There is a war to fight and we are headed to battle!
This is our mission, Our Story.
(To start at the beginning of our blog, 
Adoption Timeline: May 23, 2011 Passports * June 6, 2011 Fingerprinting * Getting paperwork completed for homestudy * Woe, hold up... Lord are you calling us... are we to "GO!" and adopt/serve/teach/love/feed? ... Hold on. This calling just got a lot more exciting! Stay tuned!
