Monday, October 26, 2009
One day after VBS this summer...
This summer my dear friend Haley and myself put on a VBS at my Grandma Bonnie and Grandpa Ken's house. After one day of fun-filled VBS, I went back with Haley to her house and goofed around with her and her brother, Curtis. Anyway, we had a good time and I was laughing so hard looking at these pictures tonight. So for your enjoyment... here they are.
Oh my. I have but one pardon for my facial expression: no one is perfect. Yep, that's the best I can come up with...
Sunday, October 11, 2009
God's Perfect Plans
This post really has nothing to do with me or my family and it isn't even something that I've written. But, I was reading this today and God touched my heart with several things from this story. Please read it; it challenged me and I hope you can learn from it too.
Roger Simms had just left the military and was anxious to take his uniform off once and for all. He was hitchhiking home, and his heavy duffel bag made the trip even more arduous than normal. Flashing his thumb to an oncoming car, he had just about given up hope when he saw the taillights flash on a shiny, black, expensive car, so new that it had a temporary license in the back window... hardly the kind of car that would stop for a hitchhiker. But to his amazement, the car stopped and the passenger door opened. He ran toward the car, placed his duffel carefully in the back, and slid into the leather-covered front seat. He was greeted by the friendly smile of a handsome older gentleman with distinguished gray hair and a deep tan.
“Hello, son. Are you on leave or are you going home for good?”
“I just got out of the army, and I’m going home for the first time in several years,” answered Roger.
“Well, you’re in luck in if you’re going to Chicago.”
“Not quite that far,” said Roger, “but my home is on the way.
Do you live there, mister?”
“Yes, I have a business there.”
And with that, they were on their way. After giving each other brief life histories, and talking about everything under the sun, Roger (who was a Christian) felt a strong compulsion to witness to the gentleman about Christ. But witnessing to an older, wealthy businessman who obviously had everything he should ever want was a scary prospect indeed. Roger kept putting if off, but as he neared his destination, he realized that it was now or never.
“Mr. Hanover,” began Roger, “I would like to talk to you about something very important.” He then proceeded to explain the way of salvation, ultimately asking Mr. Hanover if he would like to receive Christ as his Savior. To Roger’s astonishment, the high car pulled over to the side of the road; Roger thought for a moment that Mr. Hanover was about to throw him out. Then a strange and wonderful thing happened: the businessman began to cry while affirming that he did in fact want to accept Christ into his heart. He thanked Roger for talking to him, saying that “This is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.” He then dropped Roger at his house and traveled on toward Chicago.
Five years went by, and Roger Simms married, had a child, and started a business of his own. One day, while packing for a business trip to Chicago, he came across a small, gold-embossed business card which Mr. Hanover had given him years earlier.
When Roger arrived in Chicago, he looked up Hanover Enterprises, and found it downtown in a very tall and important-looking building. The receptionist told him that it would be impossible to see Mr. Hanover, but that if he was on old friend, he should be able to see Mrs. Hanover. A little disappointed, he was led into a posh office where an elegant looking woman was sitting at a huge oak desk.
She extended her hand, “You knew my husband?”
Roger explained how Mr. Hanover had been kind enough to give him a ride home.
A look of interest passed across her face. “Can you tell what date that was?” “Sure,” said Roger, “It was May 7th, five years ago, the day I was discharged from the army.”
Roger hesitated. Should he mention giving his witness? Had it been a source of contention between the two, which resulted in a marital breakup or separation? But once again, he felt the prompting of the Lord. “Mrs. Hanover, I must tell you, your husband accepted the Lord into his heart that day. I explained the gospel message to him, and he pulled to the side of the road and wept, and then he prayed a prayer for salvation.”
Suddenly she began to sob uncontrollably. After several minutes, she regained enough control to explain what had happened: “I grew up in a Christian home, but my husband did not. I had prayed for my husband’s salvation for many years, and I believed God would save him. But just after he let you out of his car, on May 7th, he was killed in a horrible head-on collision. He never arrived home. I thought God had not kept His promise, and I stopped living for the Lord five years ago.”
The truth is, friends, Mrs. Hanover quit, but God didn’t! She failed to realize that as the great eternal God, He does ever watch over His Word to perform it.
I really want you to be able to draw your own conclusions from the story, and to let God speak to your heart. But I just wanted to write a couple things about what God placed on my heart from reading this: first of all, it reminded me how fleeting is this life. This life is so temporary; there are few guarantees. But there is one guarantee: "Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever" (Hebrews 13:8) The second thing that this story abruptly reminded me is the same thing that Mr. Simms realized right before Mr. Hanover dropped him off. He realized that if he wanted to share the gospel, it was "now or never." So often I forget this. So often I'm content to just to wait to share the gospel with people. But aren't we commanded to "go"? Aren't we commanded to try to reach people now, with the time God has given us? This is a big challenge and something I was thankful to be reminded of. The final thing that I learned from this story is how God's plans are perfect, because He is perfect. Mrs. Hanover quit on God, but God never failed to keep His promises. God is awesome!! I hope that this story touched you as much as it did me. God bless you, friends.
Roger Simms had just left the military and was anxious to take his uniform off once and for all. He was hitchhiking home, and his heavy duffel bag made the trip even more arduous than normal. Flashing his thumb to an oncoming car, he had just about given up hope when he saw the taillights flash on a shiny, black, expensive car, so new that it had a temporary license in the back window... hardly the kind of car that would stop for a hitchhiker. But to his amazement, the car stopped and the passenger door opened. He ran toward the car, placed his duffel carefully in the back, and slid into the leather-covered front seat. He was greeted by the friendly smile of a handsome older gentleman with distinguished gray hair and a deep tan.
“Hello, son. Are you on leave or are you going home for good?”
“I just got out of the army, and I’m going home for the first time in several years,” answered Roger.
“Well, you’re in luck in if you’re going to Chicago.”
“Not quite that far,” said Roger, “but my home is on the way.
Do you live there, mister?”
“Yes, I have a business there.”
And with that, they were on their way. After giving each other brief life histories, and talking about everything under the sun, Roger (who was a Christian) felt a strong compulsion to witness to the gentleman about Christ. But witnessing to an older, wealthy businessman who obviously had everything he should ever want was a scary prospect indeed. Roger kept putting if off, but as he neared his destination, he realized that it was now or never.
“Mr. Hanover,” began Roger, “I would like to talk to you about something very important.” He then proceeded to explain the way of salvation, ultimately asking Mr. Hanover if he would like to receive Christ as his Savior. To Roger’s astonishment, the high car pulled over to the side of the road; Roger thought for a moment that Mr. Hanover was about to throw him out. Then a strange and wonderful thing happened: the businessman began to cry while affirming that he did in fact want to accept Christ into his heart. He thanked Roger for talking to him, saying that “This is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.” He then dropped Roger at his house and traveled on toward Chicago.
Five years went by, and Roger Simms married, had a child, and started a business of his own. One day, while packing for a business trip to Chicago, he came across a small, gold-embossed business card which Mr. Hanover had given him years earlier.
When Roger arrived in Chicago, he looked up Hanover Enterprises, and found it downtown in a very tall and important-looking building. The receptionist told him that it would be impossible to see Mr. Hanover, but that if he was on old friend, he should be able to see Mrs. Hanover. A little disappointed, he was led into a posh office where an elegant looking woman was sitting at a huge oak desk.
She extended her hand, “You knew my husband?”
Roger explained how Mr. Hanover had been kind enough to give him a ride home.
A look of interest passed across her face. “Can you tell what date that was?” “Sure,” said Roger, “It was May 7th, five years ago, the day I was discharged from the army.”
Roger hesitated. Should he mention giving his witness? Had it been a source of contention between the two, which resulted in a marital breakup or separation? But once again, he felt the prompting of the Lord. “Mrs. Hanover, I must tell you, your husband accepted the Lord into his heart that day. I explained the gospel message to him, and he pulled to the side of the road and wept, and then he prayed a prayer for salvation.”
Suddenly she began to sob uncontrollably. After several minutes, she regained enough control to explain what had happened: “I grew up in a Christian home, but my husband did not. I had prayed for my husband’s salvation for many years, and I believed God would save him. But just after he let you out of his car, on May 7th, he was killed in a horrible head-on collision. He never arrived home. I thought God had not kept His promise, and I stopped living for the Lord five years ago.”
The truth is, friends, Mrs. Hanover quit, but God didn’t! She failed to realize that as the great eternal God, He does ever watch over His Word to perform it.
I really want you to be able to draw your own conclusions from the story, and to let God speak to your heart. But I just wanted to write a couple things about what God placed on my heart from reading this: first of all, it reminded me how fleeting is this life. This life is so temporary; there are few guarantees. But there is one guarantee: "Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever" (Hebrews 13:8) The second thing that this story abruptly reminded me is the same thing that Mr. Simms realized right before Mr. Hanover dropped him off. He realized that if he wanted to share the gospel, it was "now or never." So often I forget this. So often I'm content to just to wait to share the gospel with people. But aren't we commanded to "go"? Aren't we commanded to try to reach people now, with the time God has given us? This is a big challenge and something I was thankful to be reminded of. The final thing that I learned from this story is how God's plans are perfect, because He is perfect. Mrs. Hanover quit on God, but God never failed to keep His promises. God is awesome!! I hope that this story touched you as much as it did me. God bless you, friends.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
September birthdays! (And everyone is soooo amazed!)
Hello, dear people. I have to tell you something that you are NEVER going to believe. I know like, sooooooooooo many people who were born in September. No joke. There are a ton of September birthdays out there!! Do you know how many people were born in September?? A lot more than in June, that is FOR SURE!!! (Yes, I was born in June and I have a somewhat difficult time locating other June-born people.) Anyway, there are so many beautiful, kind, wonderful people out there who were born in September that I just had to write this, since this is the last day of September 2009!
First of all, my beautiful sister Gracie!! She's wonderful! Happy birthday month, dear!!
Mom. Happy birthday to the best mother in the world!!!
Curtis Kovach. Yep, Curtis, you're really, really special! Hope you had a marvelous b-day!!
Rayni Frye... today is your birthday! Hope you had a great day. You're a special friend!
Jessie Cooper. Happy birthday girl!! Hope you had an awesome sweet sixteen.
Keziah Frye, same birthday as Gracie! Happy, happy birthday!
Kalahan Estoos, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope life in WA is treating you well!
Amanda Jackson! You're wonderful Amanda!! I don't know if you'll ever read this blog, but if you do, happy birthday month! I loved celebrating your birthday in Haiti with you.
I know that I could think of lots more people who have Sep. birthdays if I really put my mind to it. But, I was thinking of all those people recently and I wanted to make sure I included all of them. To all of my faithful September friends whom I neglected to mention in this post, I express my deepest apologies. Please let me know if I neglected to mention you and you have a September birthday!! I already feel bad.... ;)
Anyway, happy birthday to all those wonderful people and many more!! My love to you!! And, if you have a birthday in June or know anybody that I also know who has a birthday in June, please let me know!! So far, it's me, my cousin Lexie, my sweet friend Kailey, and one of my beautiful friends Jennine. Lame, I know. Anyway, happy birthday to half the population (aka everyone born in September)!
First of all, my beautiful sister Gracie!! She's wonderful! Happy birthday month, dear!!
Mom. Happy birthday to the best mother in the world!!!
Curtis Kovach. Yep, Curtis, you're really, really special! Hope you had a marvelous b-day!!
Rayni Frye... today is your birthday! Hope you had a great day. You're a special friend!
Jessie Cooper. Happy birthday girl!! Hope you had an awesome sweet sixteen.
Keziah Frye, same birthday as Gracie! Happy, happy birthday!
Kalahan Estoos, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope life in WA is treating you well!
Amanda Jackson! You're wonderful Amanda!! I don't know if you'll ever read this blog, but if you do, happy birthday month! I loved celebrating your birthday in Haiti with you.
I know that I could think of lots more people who have Sep. birthdays if I really put my mind to it. But, I was thinking of all those people recently and I wanted to make sure I included all of them. To all of my faithful September friends whom I neglected to mention in this post, I express my deepest apologies. Please let me know if I neglected to mention you and you have a September birthday!! I already feel bad.... ;)
Anyway, happy birthday to all those wonderful people and many more!! My love to you!! And, if you have a birthday in June or know anybody that I also know who has a birthday in June, please let me know!! So far, it's me, my cousin Lexie, my sweet friend Kailey, and one of my beautiful friends Jennine. Lame, I know. Anyway, happy birthday to half the population (aka everyone born in September)!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tricked into Giving Bibles away
“One day the teacher told us that we would play a special game. She whispered to us about a special book that our parents may have hidden in our homes. We were to wait until our parents went to sleep, search for this book, and secretly bring it to school the following day for a special surprise. I went home and immediately began searching for the book.
“The next day I was one of fourteen children who brought the black book, a Bible, to class. We were awarded bright red scarves, and the other students clapped as the teacher paraded us around the room.
“I ran home that afternoon because I was so excited to tell my mother how I had won the red scarf. She wasn’t in the house or the barn. I waited, but neither she nor my father came home, and I began to get scared. I was hungry and it was becoming dark. I began to feel sick inside, and I fell asleep in a chair.
“The next day police officers came and informed me that I was now in the care of the government. I never saw my parents again.”
An elderly woman from North Korea relayed this story. She never heard from her parents and is still struggling to find forgiveness. She is only one of many who have gone through such trials.
Let us be in prayer for the people like this lady in North Korea. It's so easy to fall into the trap of just believing that these people are just names or figures. It's easier still just not to think about it. Not to think about the pain and suffering that goes on around the world; not to think about how those who try to preserve the faith are brutally and heartlessly murdered and imprisoned around the world. It's easy to try to ignore it, or push away thoughts of it that arise in our minds.
But the people of North Korea who are suffering right now under the iron fist of a Communist dictator are real people. They are real people who are being deprived of the gospel. And they are real people who need the Lord. Because the heart of the problem lies in their need for a Savior. North Korea has robbed so many people of their Bibles, like in this story; they have done so much to deter the spread of the gospel. Yet the people still need the Lord. Still, even though darkness has filled North Korea like a plague, still, the people are hungry for the Lord. Still.
And they will continue to need the Lord. Forever.
Tomorrow, they will still need the Lord.
Still.
Forever they will need the Lord.
Still.
These people-- real people-- need the Lord. So please, join me in prayer for them. Pray continuously for the people of North Korea who are persecuted and not allowed to read the Bible. Pray that God would work a miracle so that they can know Him personally and experience His love. Pray, pray, pray. I challenge you to pray for them constantly. Do something that will remind you of them often, and pray whenever you're reminded. Pray with me for these people. Ask others to pray. These people need the Lord.
Still.
“The next day I was one of fourteen children who brought the black book, a Bible, to class. We were awarded bright red scarves, and the other students clapped as the teacher paraded us around the room.
“I ran home that afternoon because I was so excited to tell my mother how I had won the red scarf. She wasn’t in the house or the barn. I waited, but neither she nor my father came home, and I began to get scared. I was hungry and it was becoming dark. I began to feel sick inside, and I fell asleep in a chair.
“The next day police officers came and informed me that I was now in the care of the government. I never saw my parents again.”
An elderly woman from North Korea relayed this story. She never heard from her parents and is still struggling to find forgiveness. She is only one of many who have gone through such trials.
Let us be in prayer for the people like this lady in North Korea. It's so easy to fall into the trap of just believing that these people are just names or figures. It's easier still just not to think about it. Not to think about the pain and suffering that goes on around the world; not to think about how those who try to preserve the faith are brutally and heartlessly murdered and imprisoned around the world. It's easy to try to ignore it, or push away thoughts of it that arise in our minds.
But the people of North Korea who are suffering right now under the iron fist of a Communist dictator are real people. They are real people who are being deprived of the gospel. And they are real people who need the Lord. Because the heart of the problem lies in their need for a Savior. North Korea has robbed so many people of their Bibles, like in this story; they have done so much to deter the spread of the gospel. Yet the people still need the Lord. Still, even though darkness has filled North Korea like a plague, still, the people are hungry for the Lord. Still.
And they will continue to need the Lord. Forever.
Tomorrow, they will still need the Lord.
Still.
Forever they will need the Lord.
Still.
These people-- real people-- need the Lord. So please, join me in prayer for them. Pray continuously for the people of North Korea who are persecuted and not allowed to read the Bible. Pray that God would work a miracle so that they can know Him personally and experience His love. Pray, pray, pray. I challenge you to pray for them constantly. Do something that will remind you of them often, and pray whenever you're reminded. Pray with me for these people. Ask others to pray. These people need the Lord.
Still.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
It hurts when God makes you let go
Corrie ten Boom once said, "Hold everything in your fingers lightly... otherwise it hurts when God has to pry your fingers open, to make you let it go...." We should hold on to everything lightly. There is nothing in our lives that God is not more than worthy of. I have not yet read the book, "Crazy love" but I want to because I have read the title chapters. One of them is "Lukewarm and leftovers, God hates them both." We should not serve a holy God leftovers. He is awesome, more than worthy of our everything. We should hold everything loosely, because it hurts when God has to pry open our fingers to make us let go. Let's not give God the 'leftovers' in our lives. Let's not hold on to the pleasures of the world. Let's give God our everything, and not hold on to the things in this life. Isn't this the least that He deserves?
Monday, August 31, 2009
Gracie's "Gotcha day"
Today is Gracie's gotcha day, meaning it is the day we got her four years ago. I honestly can't believe it was four years ago. She is such a blessing. I can't even imagine my life without her.
For me, Gracie and Titus's "Gotcha days" are like their birthdays. It was the day that they were "Born into" our family. So I want to dedicate this post to Gracie and sharing what a blessing she is to our family and some funny things that happened along the way...
Since we have now had Gracie as a family for four years, I want to share the four funniest stories that happened to Mom and Dad in China. Some of them are slightly unpleasant, but they're amazing to think about anyway. I will start with number four and work up to (what I think is) the funniest.
4. While Mom and Dad were on the plane, Dad gave Mom the money belt. It had ten thousand dollars in it. No, I didn't accidentally type ten instead of one. It really did. They had to bring all that money to finalize the adoption. And they had to bring it all in cash. So once they landed in China, Dad asked Mama to give him a few hundred dollars to exchange for Chinese yen. Mom reached for the money belt (which had been around her waist) and it wasn't there. You can imagine her fright! She said that she grew pale, and when Dad asked her what was wrong, she said quickly, "Nothing!" Praise the Lord, she found the money belt that had fallen past her waist. I was cracking up when Mom told me this story later, but I'm sure it wasn't so funny at the time... This brings us to number two.
3. After one of their first days in China, Mom, Dad, and everyone else in their group went to a Chinese restaurant to eat. Mom said that she has never been so tired in her life. They had gone on just about every tour imaginable, had a time change, and were ready for bed. Everyone was just kind of eating, but not really eating at the same time. Then, all of a sudden, they heard this man vomiting profusely. Mom told me later that it sounded as if he was dieing. It just wouldn't stop. It went on for a few minutes, then a few more. Everyone was so tired and (now!) disgusted that they couldn't eat. So they just started laughing. Finally, after about ten minutes of this ongoing illness, the man just walked out of the restroom like nothing was wrong! By this time, everyone in Mom and Dad's group was laughing hysterically. This poor man was so sick but then acted as if he was perfectly fine. This story rightfully earns the spot of number three in the funniest China stories countdown.
2. This next story I truly wish that I could have witnessed. Mom and Dad were sitting in the lobby of the hotel where they were staying, and a Vietnamese lady noticed that they had adopted Gracie. They started talking, and apparently this lady and her husband were Vietnamese but had moved to Los Angeles, CA. It's funny, because Mom said that these people probably weren't independantly wealthy, but they certainly had enough to go on. So anyway, they were talking to this couple and the lady mentioned that her sister had just had a baby that she couldn't afford to keep. She asked if my parents wanted to adopt the child! Mom was thinking, 'First of all, you don't know us at all, and secondly, why don't you help your own family?!' But she just said, 'Oh, it doesn't really work like that. It would take lots of time.' The lady then looked kind of embarrassed, and I feel a bit bad for her. However, this definitely deserves number two! It is so funny that a whole five minutes after she meets my parents she wants us to adopt her neice of nephew!
1. The funniest thing that happened to my parents in China. Specifically, my mom. Well, she had to use the bathroom soooooooooo badly one day when they were visiting Summer Palace. So she went to a public restroom and nearly passed out. She told me that she has never, ever, ever in her life smelt something so incredibly and pungently AWFUL. Imagine the worst smell ever. This bathroom was probably about ten times worse then that. Not only this, but there was one poor woman who had to sweep everything into the holes that are used like toilets. There is no sewyer system, just a deep, dark hole that is used in place of a normal restroom. At least what we think of as normal. Mom couldn't work up the strength that would be required to go in there without passing out. So she left, but she decided to try one more time. So she went back in, and a girl was eating her lunch in the restroom, right outside the bathroom door!!!!!!! I cannot imagine. This is about as funny as it gets, folks.
Anyway, that summarizes the funny happenings of D & M (Daddy and Mama) in China. Do you agree with my order?? Which do you think is the funniest??
Anyway, back to Gracie baby. I can't even begin to tell you, Gracie, how special you are. You have brightened my life. I pray that as you grow older, you will grow into a young lady who fears the Lord and earnestly seeks His kingdom in faith and love. You are a gem. Next only to Jesus, you are my best friend, my most loyal companion, and my most loving little sweet heart. You are so athletic, talented, beautiful, and special. I love you! We are so blessed that Gracie is in our family, not just because of her talents, but because of her heart. God bless you, Grace Hannah.
For me, Gracie and Titus's "Gotcha days" are like their birthdays. It was the day that they were "Born into" our family. So I want to dedicate this post to Gracie and sharing what a blessing she is to our family and some funny things that happened along the way...
Since we have now had Gracie as a family for four years, I want to share the four funniest stories that happened to Mom and Dad in China. Some of them are slightly unpleasant, but they're amazing to think about anyway. I will start with number four and work up to (what I think is) the funniest.
4. While Mom and Dad were on the plane, Dad gave Mom the money belt. It had ten thousand dollars in it. No, I didn't accidentally type ten instead of one. It really did. They had to bring all that money to finalize the adoption. And they had to bring it all in cash. So once they landed in China, Dad asked Mama to give him a few hundred dollars to exchange for Chinese yen. Mom reached for the money belt (which had been around her waist) and it wasn't there. You can imagine her fright! She said that she grew pale, and when Dad asked her what was wrong, she said quickly, "Nothing!" Praise the Lord, she found the money belt that had fallen past her waist. I was cracking up when Mom told me this story later, but I'm sure it wasn't so funny at the time... This brings us to number two.
3. After one of their first days in China, Mom, Dad, and everyone else in their group went to a Chinese restaurant to eat. Mom said that she has never been so tired in her life. They had gone on just about every tour imaginable, had a time change, and were ready for bed. Everyone was just kind of eating, but not really eating at the same time. Then, all of a sudden, they heard this man vomiting profusely. Mom told me later that it sounded as if he was dieing. It just wouldn't stop. It went on for a few minutes, then a few more. Everyone was so tired and (now!) disgusted that they couldn't eat. So they just started laughing. Finally, after about ten minutes of this ongoing illness, the man just walked out of the restroom like nothing was wrong! By this time, everyone in Mom and Dad's group was laughing hysterically. This poor man was so sick but then acted as if he was perfectly fine. This story rightfully earns the spot of number three in the funniest China stories countdown.
2. This next story I truly wish that I could have witnessed. Mom and Dad were sitting in the lobby of the hotel where they were staying, and a Vietnamese lady noticed that they had adopted Gracie. They started talking, and apparently this lady and her husband were Vietnamese but had moved to Los Angeles, CA. It's funny, because Mom said that these people probably weren't independantly wealthy, but they certainly had enough to go on. So anyway, they were talking to this couple and the lady mentioned that her sister had just had a baby that she couldn't afford to keep. She asked if my parents wanted to adopt the child! Mom was thinking, 'First of all, you don't know us at all, and secondly, why don't you help your own family?!' But she just said, 'Oh, it doesn't really work like that. It would take lots of time.' The lady then looked kind of embarrassed, and I feel a bit bad for her. However, this definitely deserves number two! It is so funny that a whole five minutes after she meets my parents she wants us to adopt her neice of nephew!
1. The funniest thing that happened to my parents in China. Specifically, my mom. Well, she had to use the bathroom soooooooooo badly one day when they were visiting Summer Palace. So she went to a public restroom and nearly passed out. She told me that she has never, ever, ever in her life smelt something so incredibly and pungently AWFUL. Imagine the worst smell ever. This bathroom was probably about ten times worse then that. Not only this, but there was one poor woman who had to sweep everything into the holes that are used like toilets. There is no sewyer system, just a deep, dark hole that is used in place of a normal restroom. At least what we think of as normal. Mom couldn't work up the strength that would be required to go in there without passing out. So she left, but she decided to try one more time. So she went back in, and a girl was eating her lunch in the restroom, right outside the bathroom door!!!!!!! I cannot imagine. This is about as funny as it gets, folks.
Anyway, that summarizes the funny happenings of D & M (Daddy and Mama) in China. Do you agree with my order?? Which do you think is the funniest??
Anyway, back to Gracie baby. I can't even begin to tell you, Gracie, how special you are. You have brightened my life. I pray that as you grow older, you will grow into a young lady who fears the Lord and earnestly seeks His kingdom in faith and love. You are a gem. Next only to Jesus, you are my best friend, my most loyal companion, and my most loving little sweet heart. You are so athletic, talented, beautiful, and special. I love you! We are so blessed that Gracie is in our family, not just because of her talents, but because of her heart. God bless you, Grace Hannah.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Besides being a Christian
Yesterday we had a very fun birthday party for my Grandma Liv. We had it at her new house and we invited lots of her friends. My Grandma had told lots of her friends about our mission trip to Haiti, and while we were talking about it, one genuinely sweet, kind lady turned to me and asked if I was "the one" of my Grandma's grandchildren that was involved in different missions projects and if I was interested in Mission's work. I told her that I was, and after a few minutes of talking, she asked why I wanted to be a missionary. I could have seen this question coming. Seeing this as a good witnessing opportunity, I told her that we were Christians and that I had wanted to be a missionary since I was little. I think she thought this was a somewhat strange response. She replied, "But besides being a Christian, there must have been something else that made you want to do this; some light or something that went off at a certain point. What was it?" This question caught me off guard. I tried to think. Besides being a Christian, what else had brought me to the conclusion that I wanted to be a missionary? The answer: besides being a Christian, nothing. What else could make you want to share the good news other than being commanded by your Savior? We are not requested, but demanded to "Go and make disciples of ALL nations"! We have been commissioned by the King of Kings to spread the good news!
In truth, there is no reason besides being a Christian that I would want to be a missionary. Besides being a Christian, do you need any other motivation?!? This lady told me that sometimes it would be discouraging and disheartening to do service work. But I am reminded of Paul's words to the Philippians...
"For to you it is given on behalf of Christ not only to believe on Him, but also to suffer for His sake,"
It is a priviledge to be able to serve the King of Kings, even if it is disheartening or even scary sometimes. And we should need no other reason to serve Him then knowing that it is His command.
Besides being a Christian, what other motivation do you need?
In truth, there is no reason besides being a Christian that I would want to be a missionary. Besides being a Christian, do you need any other motivation?!? This lady told me that sometimes it would be discouraging and disheartening to do service work. But I am reminded of Paul's words to the Philippians...
"For to you it is given on behalf of Christ not only to believe on Him, but also to suffer for His sake,"
It is a priviledge to be able to serve the King of Kings, even if it is disheartening or even scary sometimes. And we should need no other reason to serve Him then knowing that it is His command.
Besides being a Christian, what other motivation do you need?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)