Monday, November 30, 2009

Breast Pump

Got your attention, didn't I? No, it's not for me. My friends in Thailand are trying to get some manual pumps to donate to the hospital there. It can be used, but in good working order. I know that at least one of you who reads this blog has one stored away somewhere. Read more about donating one here. I am willing to coordinate getting it to them.

Also, the auction for Olive raised $12,500! So amazing! God is so good.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Auction For Olive

I think this is so cool. My friends in Thailand are trying to get their precious Olive Hope back to the states. Their family has found a cool way to raise some money for their travel expenses and care. They have an auction going on~bidding ends tomorrow. There is some really neat stuff. What a blessing!

Read about Olive's story here.

Check out the Auction for Olive here.

Friday, November 20, 2009

A Soft Heart

If you haven't figured it out already, I have a soft heart. I don't mean that I cry at every Hallmark commercial. I mean that I care deeply. I have been thinking about this lately, even found myself pondering it this morning at 5:30am over my morning cup of tea. I have realized that it would be quite easy to have a hard heart. I see them all around me every day. But for some reason I am filled with compassion. Why?

I think that there are many reasons that I have a soft heart. Most recently I have recognized that I cultivate a soft heart~ I seek it out and feed it. Through prayer, reading and action I remind myself to have compassion. I have read two books recently that rock my world. One is Not For Sale and I am currently reading Too Small To Ignore. Both address injustice going on in the world around us and abroad. Both cultivate compassion. Please pick them up for a good read. Of course, the Scriptures do the same.

I have been contemplating my upbringing too. I would say that I was raised in average surroundings. We were probably close to poverty several times, but I never knew that. My parents are still married to this day. We were in church every time the doors were open, and my parents responded to God's call to be home missionaries-now known as church planting. We drove about an hour away every Sunday for a long time to help start a church. My mom was the head of the Women's Missionary Union at our home church for years. I always heard about missionaries and their sacrifices. My dad was known to pick someone up on the side of the road and offer them a hot meal. My sister's friends congregated at our home when in need. I saw my Dad read is Bible every day. Our friends faces were many colors, coming from different countries. Everyone was welcome in our home.

My parents showed me a picture of what compassion looked like. They lived it out in front of me everyday. For that I am eternally grateful. It is a gift that can not be taken from me. They instilled compassion in my heart. I don't know that they ever expected me to travel to Africa, Europe, China and South Korea, but when God called me they knew that I was following His voice and weren't surprised.

Today I work in an environment that could easily harden one's heart. I can not imagine how people work in a public school and have hope without knowing the Creator of Hope. Daily I wonder how a student is the way he is. Why is that girl so sad? Will that one have a bed to sleep in tonight or a meal in the morning? I have seen the drug deal going the down, the gang fight begin, and the aftermath of casual sex, abuse and abortion. Why am I not hard as a stone? Because I have the love of my Father within me. Not my Dad, but God. I know that He created each and every person that I come in contact with. We has charged me with being His hands and feet here on this earth. I gladly accept. Will you?

I am part of a group that is seeking to stop injustice. Yes, it a big task. It is not overwhelming though. It has to start with the individual. Slowly we will educate others of the injustice in this world that CAN be stopped. We are hosting a screening of a film this Sunday November 22nd, 7pm at Fellowship Bible Church. There will also be a couple of speakers from International Justice Mission. Will you come? Unfortunately I will be out of town, but you can get excited because this is only the first of many more events to come.

To watch a clip of the film go to www.attheendofslavery.com

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Relaying Randomness

I seem to be slow on the ball, but I have loved my friends random posts lately.

Lleulu is forcing me to pet her and "making biscuits" next to me. I know that it is only temporary. She will turn on me any second now.

I took some benadryl. I could fall asleep right here. I have this weird rash on my face. Who knows why I got it. Was it the fast food yesterday, the soap, the water in NC or the heater last night? I hope that it clears up by morning.

I love fetching eggs from my chickens. I think it is amazing that they produce food for us. I also find it weird.

I love to cook. I am kind of picky about the food we eat. Sometimes I wish that I didn't care. It would be much easier to eat fast food and make hamburger helper. Or at least would take less thinking.

My friend Jen wants to have a party and watch Mama Mia. I intend on attending and singing all of the songs. Did I mention that I love Abba or that I have seen Mama Mia the musical 3 times? We might have to watch From Justin to Kelly although Jennifer won't possibly watch that with us again.

I want to read all of the time lately. I have been devouring books.

I guess I should go to bed and read. The benadryl is kicking in.

Thanks for the random posts ladies!

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Seasons of Change

The seasons changing always affect me. I love fall. I love the color of the leaves. I love to have hot tea on a cold day. Fall is my favorite season. Maybe because the changes are so evident. Maybe because it is birthday and anniversary season. Maybe because Fall ushers in the holiday season.

Well, we are changing seasons in life this year too. Dave has landed a new job. He starts the last day of November. This is an answer to prayer. This is change. Change is good. Change is hard. Change is stressful.

The thing is that God opened this door. This has been hoped for. We are so excited about the possibilities~to get out of debt, to get promotions, to learn new things. The hours might be rough for while. He might have to work the holidays. But after Fall comes the Winter then the Spring. I am looking forward to the Spring.

I think that our time together in this new season will be sweeter. The moments not taken for granted so much. We took a great drive to Blue Ridge on Sunday to buy apples. We so enjoyed the time together, relaxed and laid back. I hope that we have more of those. I am wondering what the next season will bring.

What has this season brought you?

Sunday, November 1, 2009

A Little Bit of Church at Home

As most of you know, I have been praying for my friend's baby, Olive Hope. She has been moved to a hospital in Bangkok and is improving. They hope to get her stable enough to bring to the states.

I check their blog at least once a day to see how things are going. Today Lynette told a great story that brings a little bit of church to home and reminds us how much God loves us. Check it out here.
 
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