My daughter is home from China. Yesterday's homecoming was not the reunion at the airport that we were envisioning taking place a week from now.
I would never and could never presume to speak for what our precious friends are going through. But since my daughter walked this road so closely alongside them last week, it has touched our family in a profound way as well. We are dealing with grief in our home.
A good friend suggested I study the "cycles of grief" and become acquainted with the grieving process, and then just encourage her to talk about it when she feels like it. Good advice. Of course, I want to be careful what psychology I read, having learned to stay away from the "Man Most High" theology, which so permeates even Christian psychology. Any psychological help I embrace must hold a very high view of God.
This morning I came across the following article which I found particularly helpful. Exploring Myths and Transformation In The Grief Process. For Christians, the "grief cycle" has been transformed. We have a Redeemer. We can grieve with hope. Please read the article if your life has been touched by grief. (And, in this Genesis 3 world, whose life hasn't?)
I certainly do not have any great insights to share at this point. She only arrived home from the airport yesterday and we have not yet begun to get back to any sort of "normal" here. For us, that time is much closer than for our friends.
But, there is grace.
When we were going through our adoption, I read John Piper's book, Future Grace. (The first 3 chapters are available for download here.) I cannot stress enough what a profoundly helpful book that is for any Christian, but I almost feel like it should be required reading for any Christian adoptive family. The day before they were to say goodbye to Johanna, I told my sweet daughter that there was grace already apportioned to her for the day ahead. God already knew she would need it, and it was there for her... waiting.
And it was.
The road ahead is a long one for our friends. I don't know what it will be like for my daughter. But, like the above article says,
"...the historic, Christian Faith actually provides the possibility of a more hopeful, less messy experience of grief by providing a strong Redeemer – a living Person who calls Himself “The Way, Truth, and Life” – and who enters our world to transform it, by “bearing our griefs and sorrows” (Isaiah 53). His victory at the cross, triumphal resurrection, and promise to begin renewing all things right now (especially our hearts of stone), as well as a future new creation where death is finally and completely removed, changes everything. No longer do those who look to him need to sorrow “as those who have no hope” (I Thess. 4:13)."
Please, please continue praying for our friends. And for Johanna.
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Saturday, January 09, 2010
Monday, January 04, 2010
A Call to Pray
As I mentioned in my last post, my daughter is currently in China. In the wee hours of New Year's Day, my husband took our friend Andrew, his son Jack along with Bethany to the airport to check in by 4 AM for their 6 AM international flight. I have to say, that in her 12 (if I'm counting right) trips, 5 of which have been without either of us (her parents), this was the hardest one for her to go on. But that's odd, because it's one of the most JOYful! We've gone so often to visit orphans in their distress, visit the poor, and proclaim Christ in the darkness... but only one other time (our adoption trip) to bring a precious someone HOME with us. How cool is that?? But that was all of us, not just one of us. It was hard to say goodbye that day.
The three enjoyed the trip over, except for Jack who had a brief battle with nausea. I had prayed that their plane would have TV's in the seats, instead of one for everyone to share. God Ephesians 3:20'd my request, bestowing more than "asked or imagined," because Bethany texted me from her seat just before the long flight that she had 3 empty seats next to her! She would be able to stretch out! Not only that, she told me once she got there that the nice flight attendant kept randomly bringing her chocolate. Okay. Extra seats and random chocolate have to be blessings from above!
They arrived in their city in China late at night and got settled in, eager to meet sweet 8-year-old Johanna the next day. They are in a nice hotel, with Bethany's room next door to the guys' room, and a door which opens in between if needed. Another answer to prayer. They were able to rest when they got there and found out that the breakfast buffet downstairs was open until 10 AM. Another bonus. God knew they would need this rest and refreshment, for the hard part was to come.
The next day, they were guided to the conference room in the hotel where they would meet Johanna. Unfortunately, Johanna had understood that when she went into the room, her family would be waiting for her. They had not been taken to the room yet when Johanna got there. By the time they got to the room, there was a scared, tearful young girl being consoled because she was deeply upset when she arrived in the room and no one was there.
And instead of joyfully jumping up and running into her new father's arms, as any pretty adoption story goes, she would not, and will not, have anything to do with her father. And why would she? She has lived her entire 8 years within the confines of an orphanage. With women caregivers. The only men she has ever been around have mainly been doctors (she has had two surgeries on her mouth.) This is a precious, fragile, broken, grieving, frightened little girl.
So, they are on day 3. As we are winding down our day, they are just beginning theirs. Another difficult one. Another day of joyful laughter one moment and terrified tears the next. As of yet, she mainly responds to Bethany. Bethany absolutely adores precious Johanna, and has since before they left, but she shared with me that it is so hard to watch her be so very frightened and upset, and also know that she is the only one who can help and not be able to communicate with her. You see, she also knows very little Mandarin. Bethany knows some, but Johanna's dialect is different. It is very moment-by-moment, and that is stressful for all involved.
My amazing friend Tricia is Johanna's new mom. She waits anxiously at home with the other three children, catching snippets on the webcam and skype. It's so very hard for them to be apart. We have ached and cried together in these past few days, eager for them ALL to be home and for healing to begin. She has written a wonderful post on her blog today about being thankful in all circumstances.
As I was reading her post today, one thing caught my attention for some reason. Of the list of things for which she's thankful she listed this:
"for my phone ringing constantly because I know it is someone else calling to encourage us."
As I read that I thought how nice that was, how awesome the Body of Christ is, and inwardly wished that someone would call and encourage me. I have been so anxious about their daughter's transition, and it is compounded by the fact that my daughter is over there too! So, for just a moment I had a "mini pity party" thinking about how, although this isn't our adoption, I could really use some encouragement and my phone hasn't rung once. But it was really a mini one, because I'm really not a phone person. However, truth be told, I would've been encouraged by that. Just then...
the phone rang.
I checked the caller ID and it was our bank. Still, it was a phone call, so partly wondering if there was a problem with our account, and partly just wanting to talk to someone, I answered. It was the banker who handles our kids' accounts wanting to know if I wanted her to set up online banking. Oh. Well, yes, I guess so. Thank you. Then she asked me a question, just making conversation: "Have you all been on any mission trips lately?"
Well.
I told her that yes, in fact, one of us was gone RIGHT NOW. She was fascinated by that fact, and the reason why. Not only that, she encouraged me and assured me that she would be praying for Bethany and wanted to hear how it went when she gets back. And truthfully, more than encouragement for myself, I just want to know that people are praying. Even if it's my banker who thought she was calling about online banking! Every momma just wants to know someone is praying for her little girl. Whether her little girl is a poised, Godly, brave young woman of 16 doing the hardest thing she's ever done, or a grieving, frightened, tiny, confused little girl of 8.
So, will you please join us in praying for them?
The three enjoyed the trip over, except for Jack who had a brief battle with nausea. I had prayed that their plane would have TV's in the seats, instead of one for everyone to share. God Ephesians 3:20'd my request, bestowing more than "asked or imagined," because Bethany texted me from her seat just before the long flight that she had 3 empty seats next to her! She would be able to stretch out! Not only that, she told me once she got there that the nice flight attendant kept randomly bringing her chocolate. Okay. Extra seats and random chocolate have to be blessings from above!
They arrived in their city in China late at night and got settled in, eager to meet sweet 8-year-old Johanna the next day. They are in a nice hotel, with Bethany's room next door to the guys' room, and a door which opens in between if needed. Another answer to prayer. They were able to rest when they got there and found out that the breakfast buffet downstairs was open until 10 AM. Another bonus. God knew they would need this rest and refreshment, for the hard part was to come.
The next day, they were guided to the conference room in the hotel where they would meet Johanna. Unfortunately, Johanna had understood that when she went into the room, her family would be waiting for her. They had not been taken to the room yet when Johanna got there. By the time they got to the room, there was a scared, tearful young girl being consoled because she was deeply upset when she arrived in the room and no one was there.
And instead of joyfully jumping up and running into her new father's arms, as any pretty adoption story goes, she would not, and will not, have anything to do with her father. And why would she? She has lived her entire 8 years within the confines of an orphanage. With women caregivers. The only men she has ever been around have mainly been doctors (she has had two surgeries on her mouth.) This is a precious, fragile, broken, grieving, frightened little girl.
So, they are on day 3. As we are winding down our day, they are just beginning theirs. Another difficult one. Another day of joyful laughter one moment and terrified tears the next. As of yet, she mainly responds to Bethany. Bethany absolutely adores precious Johanna, and has since before they left, but she shared with me that it is so hard to watch her be so very frightened and upset, and also know that she is the only one who can help and not be able to communicate with her. You see, she also knows very little Mandarin. Bethany knows some, but Johanna's dialect is different. It is very moment-by-moment, and that is stressful for all involved.
My amazing friend Tricia is Johanna's new mom. She waits anxiously at home with the other three children, catching snippets on the webcam and skype. It's so very hard for them to be apart. We have ached and cried together in these past few days, eager for them ALL to be home and for healing to begin. She has written a wonderful post on her blog today about being thankful in all circumstances.
As I was reading her post today, one thing caught my attention for some reason. Of the list of things for which she's thankful she listed this:
"for my phone ringing constantly because I know it is someone else calling to encourage us."
As I read that I thought how nice that was, how awesome the Body of Christ is, and inwardly wished that someone would call and encourage me. I have been so anxious about their daughter's transition, and it is compounded by the fact that my daughter is over there too! So, for just a moment I had a "mini pity party" thinking about how, although this isn't our adoption, I could really use some encouragement and my phone hasn't rung once. But it was really a mini one, because I'm really not a phone person. However, truth be told, I would've been encouraged by that. Just then...
the phone rang.
I checked the caller ID and it was our bank. Still, it was a phone call, so partly wondering if there was a problem with our account, and partly just wanting to talk to someone, I answered. It was the banker who handles our kids' accounts wanting to know if I wanted her to set up online banking. Oh. Well, yes, I guess so. Thank you. Then she asked me a question, just making conversation: "Have you all been on any mission trips lately?"
Well.
I told her that yes, in fact, one of us was gone RIGHT NOW. She was fascinated by that fact, and the reason why. Not only that, she encouraged me and assured me that she would be praying for Bethany and wanted to hear how it went when she gets back. And truthfully, more than encouragement for myself, I just want to know that people are praying. Even if it's my banker who thought she was calling about online banking! Every momma just wants to know someone is praying for her little girl. Whether her little girl is a poised, Godly, brave young woman of 16 doing the hardest thing she's ever done, or a grieving, frightened, tiny, confused little girl of 8.
So, will you please join us in praying for them?
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Home, Safe and Sound
Thank you to all who prayed our sweet daughter home. She arrived at the airport at around 10:30 last night, bleary-eyed but doing great!
She got an adorable short(er) haircut while she was there, and I swear she looks like she's grown in two weeks. We got home and since her "inner clock" felt like it was about noon the next day, we stayed up talking non-stop until we both fell asleep in her bed well after 1:00 AM. We got up this morning bright and early and continued chattering away while I made her favorite muffins. Now the washing machine is whirring, washing all of the "China" out of her clothes.
But, it is forever in her heart.
And it's so fun to hear about it, seeing it through her eyes and experiencing it through her. I know the stories will continue to tumble out over the coming weeks, so I will keep making muffins and listening intently...while I stare at this ever-maturing, fascinating young woman who I'm blessed to call my daughter.
So, thank you for your prayers leading up to and throughout this trip. They were truly felt!
She got an adorable short(er) haircut while she was there, and I swear she looks like she's grown in two weeks. We got home and since her "inner clock" felt like it was about noon the next day, we stayed up talking non-stop until we both fell asleep in her bed well after 1:00 AM. We got up this morning bright and early and continued chattering away while I made her favorite muffins. Now the washing machine is whirring, washing all of the "China" out of her clothes.
But, it is forever in her heart.
And it's so fun to hear about it, seeing it through her eyes and experiencing it through her. I know the stories will continue to tumble out over the coming weeks, so I will keep making muffins and listening intently...while I stare at this ever-maturing, fascinating young woman who I'm blessed to call my daughter.
So, thank you for your prayers leading up to and throughout this trip. They were truly felt!
Friday, May 30, 2008
63 F
I'll try not to get as nostalgic as last time... but it's hard! My baby is coming home! After her almost-6-week trip away a couple of years ago, this two weeks has gone by fast! She called before she left her city and said she wants to see all of us, but doesn't want to leave China. I totally understand. When we were there last year she didn't want to leave at all. Every year her Chinese gets better, her friendships grow deeper, and she is able to see more and more fruit. Thank you SO much for praying her there, and lifting her up while she's been there. It's been a phenomenal trip for her and the rest of the team. The last update I received, 12 students had become Christ followers! They had numerous opportunities to encourage new Christians and share their faith with those who had never heard the name of Jesus. Your prayer had a part in all of that! And I can't wait to hear all about it IN PERSON!!!
I spoke to her last at about 3:30 AM our time. She's over the Pacific now, sitting in seat 63 F, in a plane flown by Captain Robert Phyllis. She will be home at around 10:15 tonight, but I'll stop breathing into a paper bag when she calls me from LA this afternoon/ evening. :)
Here is the scripture I pray when we fly, inserting our names for "Jeshurun":
**Update** She is now in LA, has gone through customs, and is with the team at Chili's having a much-needed Dr. Pepper. (We always CRAVE those when we're gone!) We'll see her in just a few hours! Thank you for your prayers!
**Updated Update** Now she's in her seat (21 C) on her last flight! She's almost home!!! We're headed out to go see our beautiful new niece and then head to the airport. Fun!
I spoke to her last at about 3:30 AM our time. She's over the Pacific now, sitting in seat 63 F, in a plane flown by Captain Robert Phyllis. She will be home at around 10:15 tonight, but I'll stop breathing into a paper bag when she calls me from LA this afternoon/ evening. :)
Here is the scripture I pray when we fly, inserting our names for "Jeshurun":
"There is no one like the God of [Bethany],
who rides on the heavens to help [her]
and on the clouds in his majesty.
who rides on the heavens to help [her]
and on the clouds in his majesty.
The eternal God is your refuge,
and underneath are the everlasting arms."
Deut. 33:26-27 (NKJV)
**Update** She is now in LA, has gone through customs, and is with the team at Chili's having a much-needed Dr. Pepper. (We always CRAVE those when we're gone!) We'll see her in just a few hours! Thank you for your prayers!
**Updated Update** Now she's in her seat (21 C) on her last flight! She's almost home!!! We're headed out to go see our beautiful new niece and then head to the airport. Fun!
Monday, May 19, 2008
Monday Mourning, Meme, and Menu
Our sweet daughter safely made it to her city in China. Thank you, THANK YOU to all who have been praying for her. I tell ya, it's SO hard to say goodbye to her on the phone in L.A., knowing that she's about to be unreachable for many hours until she gets to China. When she went in 2006, I was not prepared for the feelings that gripped me during that time. I was prepared this time, and it made it a bit easier. In fact, I was thinking I was pretty "together" until I heard her little voice from Hong Kong yesterday evening. Once I was able to hear her and talk to her, a flood of relief washed over me and brought with it a massive flood of tears! I knew then that I had been more anxious than I had realized. God is so good. The same strong hand that is holding her is holding her mother!
She emailed during the night last night, and then called this morning from her city. She is there, safe and sound, with our sweet friends, the family with whom she will be staying. She wrote me that they were out eating yesterday when China started its official three-day period of mourning. She said the air raid sirens went off, traffic stopped, and the TV where they were eating began broadcasting the observance from different cities in China. Here is a video I found that may be what she saw. As I watched it, I was moved to tears and moved to pray for the victims' families. What a hurting, hurting country. How they need Jesus.
As much as I miss her, I am so glad she's there! I know she is in the palm of God's hand, loving people that He loves, bringing them His message of hope. May she and the team plant many, many seeds in the next two weeks. She is getting some much-needed horizontal rest now (as opposed to vertically, on a plane!) and they will prayer walk an area of the city in the morning (about 6 PM our time tonight.) I will be praying, too.
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My sweet friend Kim tagged me for a fun meme over at her beautiful new adoption blog. Now that I seem to be coming out of the blog-fog I've been in for the past few weeks, this is a perfect time to "play." Thanks for tagging me, Kim!
Favorite person (outside family)? Well, my first thought is of the sweet friends God has put in my life. They are each my favorite person! I hope that answer is not a cop out!
Favorite food? Tex-Mex. Oh, my. I ate so much when I was pregnant, my kids' first words were "Be careful, the plate is very hot."
Quirks about you? I talk to my dog. And he talks back. Also, I sneeze quite loudly. My sweet son just used the word "howitzer" to describe my sneezes. I feel so dainty.
How would the person who loves you most describe you in ten words or less? From my husband just now via email: "Not necessarily in order...passionate, caring, loving, wise, beautiful, creative, friendly, intuitive, nurturing, grounded" (Thankfully he didn't use the word "howitzer.")
Any regrets in life? Foolish thinking in my teenage/college years. Sadly, I could've been a case study for the books "Lies Women Believe" and "Lies Young Women Believe". But that's another post for another day...
Favorite Charity/ Cause? The non-profit of which my husband is the president. It's wonderful, but I don't want to link it here because the website links to our last name and town. If you're one of my friends and interested, email me!
Favorite Blog recently? One of my recent favorites is Heart, Mind and Seoul. It is somewhat hard to read, but she tackles some of the tougher issues surrounding transracial adoption.
Something you can’t get enough of? Junior Mints and foot rubs (Not necessarily at the same time, but now that I see the two written together, that might be my idea of heaven!)
Worst job you've ever had? Handing out samples at a grocery store (while in college, working for a temp agency)
What job would you pay NOT to have? school bus driver
If you could be a fly on the wall, where? If I were a fly capable of time travel, I'd have loved to be on the wall when Elisabeth Elliot went to visit Corrie ten Boom.
Favorite Bible verse right now? "And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work." 2 Cor. 9:8
Guilty Pleasure? Pedicures and massages - but I hardly ever get either one... I have two gift certificates for massages that I've been hoarding, though, because I don't want to use them up!
If you HAD to spend $1,000 on YOURSELF, how would you spend it? iPhones for myself and my cute husband, and spend the rest on biweekly pedicures.
Favorite thing about your house? The location. We are just the right proximity to our friends, family, church, and activities.
Least favorite thing about your house? The half wall upstairs allows NOISE to travel downstairs when we have people over. But it lets me eavesdrop on the kids and their friends, so it's good, too. ;) Also, I have a tiny laundry room.
One thing you are bad at? Keeping up with the laundry. Oh my.
One thing you're good at? My son just said "homeschooling." Of course, he's not doing any school at the moment.
If you could change something about your circumstances, what? I would be in Africa bringing home our new son. I guess we would have to have a layover in China so his big sister could join us!
Who would you like to meet someday? Our African son and his extended birth family.
Who is your real life hero? Our African son's first parents.
What is the hardest part of your job? Being consistent. As a homeschooling mom, consistency in discipline, schoolwork, running the household, etc. is key. That's hard for me as I naturally tend towards procrastinating and flying by the seat of my pants. :)
When are you most relaxed? In the evenings during/after dinner when everyone's home.
What stresses you out? My children being in other countries. Without me. ;)
What can you not live without? my Bible, coffee, and iTunes. In that order.
Why do you blog? To reflect on what I'm learning and what we're doing, to update friends and family if we're traveling, to refine my thoughts, to purge my brain (because, you know, there's so much in there...) and to remind myself of what we're having for dinner if I posted our menu that week. ;) Also, I've met some wonderful women that I wouldn't have met otherwise.
Who Am I Tagging?
New/Newer bloggers- Kristin, V
Bloggy friends- Linda at Middle Years, Deidre at For Such a Time as This
Bloggers you’d like to get to know better- YOU if you're reading this and have a blog!
Bloggers who you don't think will respond, but you hope will- :::shamelessly copying Kim's answer::: I'm not sure who to put for this one! If you read this and want to play along, consider yourself tagged!
Rules:
1. Answer the questions
2. Link back to whoever tagged you
3. Tag eight bloggers to do the same, 2 from each category.
New/ newer bloggers (since we want to share the love and send them traffic)
Bloggy friends
Bloggers you’d like to get to know better
Bloggers you don’t think will respond, but you hope will
Well, that was fun! Long, but fun!
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She emailed during the night last night, and then called this morning from her city. She is there, safe and sound, with our sweet friends, the family with whom she will be staying. She wrote me that they were out eating yesterday when China started its official three-day period of mourning. She said the air raid sirens went off, traffic stopped, and the TV where they were eating began broadcasting the observance from different cities in China. Here is a video I found that may be what she saw. As I watched it, I was moved to tears and moved to pray for the victims' families. What a hurting, hurting country. How they need Jesus.
As much as I miss her, I am so glad she's there! I know she is in the palm of God's hand, loving people that He loves, bringing them His message of hope. May she and the team plant many, many seeds in the next two weeks. She is getting some much-needed horizontal rest now (as opposed to vertically, on a plane!) and they will prayer walk an area of the city in the morning (about 6 PM our time tonight.) I will be praying, too.
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My sweet friend Kim tagged me for a fun meme over at her beautiful new adoption blog. Now that I seem to be coming out of the blog-fog I've been in for the past few weeks, this is a perfect time to "play." Thanks for tagging me, Kim!
Favorite person (outside family)? Well, my first thought is of the sweet friends God has put in my life. They are each my favorite person! I hope that answer is not a cop out!
Favorite food? Tex-Mex. Oh, my. I ate so much when I was pregnant, my kids' first words were "Be careful, the plate is very hot."
Quirks about you? I talk to my dog. And he talks back. Also, I sneeze quite loudly. My sweet son just used the word "howitzer" to describe my sneezes. I feel so dainty.
How would the person who loves you most describe you in ten words or less? From my husband just now via email: "Not necessarily in order...passionate, caring, loving, wise, beautiful, creative, friendly, intuitive, nurturing, grounded" (Thankfully he didn't use the word "howitzer.")
Any regrets in life? Foolish thinking in my teenage/college years. Sadly, I could've been a case study for the books "Lies Women Believe" and "Lies Young Women Believe". But that's another post for another day...
Favorite Charity/ Cause? The non-profit of which my husband is the president. It's wonderful, but I don't want to link it here because the website links to our last name and town. If you're one of my friends and interested, email me!
Favorite Blog recently? One of my recent favorites is Heart, Mind and Seoul. It is somewhat hard to read, but she tackles some of the tougher issues surrounding transracial adoption.
Something you can’t get enough of? Junior Mints and foot rubs (Not necessarily at the same time, but now that I see the two written together, that might be my idea of heaven!)
Worst job you've ever had? Handing out samples at a grocery store (while in college, working for a temp agency)
What job would you pay NOT to have? school bus driver
If you could be a fly on the wall, where? If I were a fly capable of time travel, I'd have loved to be on the wall when Elisabeth Elliot went to visit Corrie ten Boom.
Favorite Bible verse right now? "And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work." 2 Cor. 9:8
Guilty Pleasure? Pedicures and massages - but I hardly ever get either one... I have two gift certificates for massages that I've been hoarding, though, because I don't want to use them up!
If you HAD to spend $1,000 on YOURSELF, how would you spend it? iPhones for myself and my cute husband, and spend the rest on biweekly pedicures.
Favorite thing about your house? The location. We are just the right proximity to our friends, family, church, and activities.
Least favorite thing about your house? The half wall upstairs allows NOISE to travel downstairs when we have people over. But it lets me eavesdrop on the kids and their friends, so it's good, too. ;) Also, I have a tiny laundry room.
One thing you are bad at? Keeping up with the laundry. Oh my.
One thing you're good at? My son just said "homeschooling." Of course, he's not doing any school at the moment.
If you could change something about your circumstances, what? I would be in Africa bringing home our new son. I guess we would have to have a layover in China so his big sister could join us!
Who would you like to meet someday? Our African son and his extended birth family.
Who is your real life hero? Our African son's first parents.
What is the hardest part of your job? Being consistent. As a homeschooling mom, consistency in discipline, schoolwork, running the household, etc. is key. That's hard for me as I naturally tend towards procrastinating and flying by the seat of my pants. :)
When are you most relaxed? In the evenings during/after dinner when everyone's home.
What stresses you out? My children being in other countries. Without me. ;)
What can you not live without? my Bible, coffee, and iTunes. In that order.
Why do you blog? To reflect on what I'm learning and what we're doing, to update friends and family if we're traveling, to refine my thoughts, to purge my brain (because, you know, there's so much in there...) and to remind myself of what we're having for dinner if I posted our menu that week. ;) Also, I've met some wonderful women that I wouldn't have met otherwise.
Who Am I Tagging?
New/Newer bloggers- Kristin, V
Bloggy friends- Linda at Middle Years, Deidre at For Such a Time as This
Bloggers you’d like to get to know better- YOU if you're reading this and have a blog!
Bloggers who you don't think will respond, but you hope will- :::shamelessly copying Kim's answer::: I'm not sure who to put for this one! If you read this and want to play along, consider yourself tagged!
Rules:
1. Answer the questions
2. Link back to whoever tagged you
3. Tag eight bloggers to do the same, 2 from each category.
New/ newer bloggers (since we want to share the love and send them traffic)
Bloggy friends
Bloggers you’d like to get to know better
Bloggers you don’t think will respond, but you hope will
Well, that was fun! Long, but fun!
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Monday: Grilled pork chops, baked potatoes, green beans
Tuesday: Bar-b-cups, peas, macaroni
Wednesday: leftovers
Thursday: pan-fried tilapia, broccoli cheese casserole, salad
Friday: taco soup
For more menus, visit Orgjunkie.com.
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I hope you have a blessed week!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
51 C
Two years ago, I posted this picture:
That was Bethany's first plane ride, 11 years ago. I remember thinking as we dropped her off at the airport (in 2006) and said goodbye to her before she went through security, that that's what she still looked like to me. My little girl. With her adventurous spirit and a Barbie backpack, eager to get on a plane and see the world. When this photo was taken in 1997 she needed her mom to take her through the airport and show her how to board a plane. Fast forward (and I do mean fast!) a few short years and this is what I saw yesterday:
A young woman of 14, as adventurous as ever but with a Swiss Army backpack instead of a Barbie one, who can navigate her way through airports and find her own seat on the plane, eager to fly to whatever God has waiting for her across the world! I still saw glimpses of that first picture in my mind's eye as I watched her. I suppose I always will!
I kept snapping photographs until it became too awkward, marveling at what God has done with our little girl. She is traveling to China with a group of top notch college students led by one of our church's campus pastors. As I look over their schedule for the upcoming two weeks, I am struck by the amazing opportunities that lay before them. She will be staying with our dear friends who are missionaries there, but also working alongside the college team as much as she can. She will speak to small groups of students at a college campus, do a couple of puppet shows, make new friendships and see some of the girls she met last year. She has been corresponding with one college-aged girl, a young believer, over the past year. A few months ago this friend, "Jessie," emailed her that she was "counting the days" until she returned to China. She is eager to meet with Jessie and others and encourage them in their faith. I am so excited for this opportunity for her!
From there we grabbed a bite to eat and then ended up at Barnes and Noble where I got a skinny latte and grabbed a beautiful copy of this month's National Geographic magazine featuring China, and this month's Christianity Today featuring articles about urban Christianity in China. There are fascinating articles about it here, here and here.
While we were at Barnes and Noble, sweet Bethany called to let us know she was in her seat on the plane. Once we left the airport area we headed to the hospital where Luke's sister and husband and our new niece are. Maylee was born this past Wednesday but is in the NICU due to respiratory problems. We each got to go in and see her, and for the second time that day I prayed over a precious little girl, trusting God to wrap His loving arms around her. Would you be in prayer for Maylee as well? Luke's sister checks out of the hospital today and they will be staying in a nearby hotel while they wait for their little one to be released.
That was Bethany's first plane ride, 11 years ago. I remember thinking as we dropped her off at the airport (in 2006) and said goodbye to her before she went through security, that that's what she still looked like to me. My little girl. With her adventurous spirit and a Barbie backpack, eager to get on a plane and see the world. When this photo was taken in 1997 she needed her mom to take her through the airport and show her how to board a plane. Fast forward (and I do mean fast!) a few short years and this is what I saw yesterday:
A young woman of 14, as adventurous as ever but with a Swiss Army backpack instead of a Barbie one, who can navigate her way through airports and find her own seat on the plane, eager to fly to whatever God has waiting for her across the world! I still saw glimpses of that first picture in my mind's eye as I watched her. I suppose I always will!
I kept snapping photographs until it became too awkward, marveling at what God has done with our little girl. She is traveling to China with a group of top notch college students led by one of our church's campus pastors. As I look over their schedule for the upcoming two weeks, I am struck by the amazing opportunities that lay before them. She will be staying with our dear friends who are missionaries there, but also working alongside the college team as much as she can. She will speak to small groups of students at a college campus, do a couple of puppet shows, make new friendships and see some of the girls she met last year. She has been corresponding with one college-aged girl, a young believer, over the past year. A few months ago this friend, "Jessie," emailed her that she was "counting the days" until she returned to China. She is eager to meet with Jessie and others and encourage them in their faith. I am so excited for this opportunity for her!
Yesterday before we said our final "goodbye" I observed her from a distance. There are 15 students, the pastor and his wife, and our little Bethany. (I say "little..." she looked little to me!) I prayed silently that she would be seated with one of the other girls on the team and that she could start making some friendships with her teammates and not feel left out. The mother's heart in me was thinking of her comfort and her security, so I asked God to please help her have just the right seat mate for the flight to LA.
Well, she did have the perfect seat mate. When she called me from LA, she was bubbling with excitement about who she had sat by. She sat next to a 19 year old Chinese young man who attends university in the US, on his way home to Hong Kong for the summer. He is an atheist, as are his parents. Additionally, he is a science major. She said they had a wonderful discussion of his beliefs, and then she got to share her own, as she put it, "from creation to salvation!" She said he was incredibly interested in what she had to say and wants to stay in touch via email. She gave him some of the information she had with her, and he was very glad to have it. He said his parents would respect whatever he decided to believe. She gave me his name, "Han" and said, "Isn't it neat that people will be praying for Han and he doesn't even know it?" So, would you be praying for Han as he takes steps toward learning the Truth? I have prayed that God will continue to put believers in his path. (I have also prayed that he will see the movie "Expelled." :) So, I'm glad God didn't answer my prayer to put her next to a teammate on her first flight.
At this moment she is now somewhere over the Pacific. She's still not seated next to a team mate, but she said, "That's okay... I've got an aisle seat, and that's what I prayed for!" Would you please be praying for that little girl in aisle seat 51C, in a plane flown by Captain Phillip Thomas? (We always note the name of the Captain when he comes on the intercom, so we can pray for him and his crew specifically.) She will be arriving in her city sometime a little after 10:10 PM our time tonight.
Yesterday was also Kyle's 12th birthday! We celebrated Friday by going to see the new Narnia movie, and then had cake and presents over lunch yesterday before taking Bethany to the airport. We wanted to stay in the vicinity of the airport until she actually boarded the plane (which was about 3 hours later) so it was a perfect time to go to one of his Favorite Places On Earth: Bass Pro Shop. Here he is where I knew he would end up, the golf section:
Yesterday was also Kyle's 12th birthday! We celebrated Friday by going to see the new Narnia movie, and then had cake and presents over lunch yesterday before taking Bethany to the airport. We wanted to stay in the vicinity of the airport until she actually boarded the plane (which was about 3 hours later) so it was a perfect time to go to one of his Favorite Places On Earth: Bass Pro Shop. Here he is where I knew he would end up, the golf section:
From there we grabbed a bite to eat and then ended up at Barnes and Noble where I got a skinny latte and grabbed a beautiful copy of this month's National Geographic magazine featuring China, and this month's Christianity Today featuring articles about urban Christianity in China. There are fascinating articles about it here, here and here.
While we were at Barnes and Noble, sweet Bethany called to let us know she was in her seat on the plane. Once we left the airport area we headed to the hospital where Luke's sister and husband and our new niece are. Maylee was born this past Wednesday but is in the NICU due to respiratory problems. We each got to go in and see her, and for the second time that day I prayed over a precious little girl, trusting God to wrap His loving arms around her. Would you be in prayer for Maylee as well? Luke's sister checks out of the hospital today and they will be staying in a nearby hotel while they wait for their little one to be released.
We also finished all of the pictures for our photo book yesterday. That's the last "piece" of our adoption dossier that we need to compile before we send it to Africa this week. We took a family picture in front of our house with our family holding a big banner, "Welcome M______" Today I will be hanging that banner over his bed, and the thought occurred to me how cool that would be if someone brings that same banner to the airport in a few weeks (months?) when we come home with him. We're getting closer!
Thank you SO much for your prayers for our family. It seems we have so much going on right now! Every single one of them, though, is an answer to our prayers. God is so good.
Please pray for the girl in seat 51 C!!!
Saturday, June 09, 2007
More Glimpses of China
Here's a slideshow I put together, so you can see some of the images that are running through my mind! (If your mind runs faster than mine, you can click the "+" to speed the slides up a little...)
Let's keep praying for China!
Let's keep praying for China!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
My Life These Past Few Weeks...
Whew! I'm unpacking. Not only luggage, but also my thoughts. I've seen so much these past three weeks. God is moving mightily on this earth, among the nations as well as in my own heart. Thank you so much for taking this journey with me! It's taking me awhile to unload my bags and upload my pictures, but here are a few things I'd love to share, now that I'm back and have strung a few hours of sleep together. (In a row! Bonus!)
Here is our approach into Hong Kong, before we went on to our city. It's a beautiful landing, but it looks like you're landing on water, which is... interesting.
One of the first places we visited in our city was a huge Buddhist temple. I wish I could upload the sounds of the chanting and the smell of the incense. It was very, very powerful.
The monks were chanting/singing a prayer, the "tune" of which sounded a lot like "Nothing But The Blood." So that's what we sang as we stood watching. It was a neat moment.
I am the LORD; that is my name!I will not give my glory to another or my praise to idols. Isaiah 42:8
Bethany made lots of friends wherever she went. Here she is with some girls at a shop.
She always took the opportunity to share the gospel when she could, and exchanged email addresses with people. Hopefully she'll stay in touch.
Here she is impressing me with her ability to order for us in Chinese.
The 3 teens on our team had prepared a very bold puppet show, which they performed at a couple of different schools. This was at an autism school, where the parents were in attendance with their kids. The adults, especially, were very attentive during a story about how God is always with us, how He loves us and made everything around us. They were fascinated by the story of Noah. What a privilege to share these stories with them!
The puppets would come out and "meet" the children after the performance. Most of the kids had a really good time putting their fingers in the puppet's mouth! It was a great chance to love on these kids, most of whom had never seen any sort of puppet show before.
After this performance, we got a chance to talk to small groups of the kids to explain the story to them. Very, very cool opportunity. They (adults and kids alike) always make the "peace" sign for pictures. The red scarves indicate that their families are Communist Party members.
Here I am with a group of women after an "English Corner," where we would help them practice their English. They were very interested in my beliefs, which I was very excited to share. I was able to meet with the girl on the left again later in the week, as she had many questions and is not yet a believer.
Here is our approach into Hong Kong, before we went on to our city. It's a beautiful landing, but it looks like you're landing on water, which is... interesting.
One of the first places we visited in our city was a huge Buddhist temple. I wish I could upload the sounds of the chanting and the smell of the incense. It was very, very powerful.
The monks were chanting/singing a prayer, the "tune" of which sounded a lot like "Nothing But The Blood." So that's what we sang as we stood watching. It was a neat moment.
I am the LORD; that is my name!I will not give my glory to another or my praise to idols. Isaiah 42:8
Bethany made lots of friends wherever she went. Here she is with some girls at a shop.
She always took the opportunity to share the gospel when she could, and exchanged email addresses with people. Hopefully she'll stay in touch.Here she is impressing me with her ability to order for us in Chinese.
The 3 teens on our team had prepared a very bold puppet show, which they performed at a couple of different schools. This was at an autism school, where the parents were in attendance with their kids. The adults, especially, were very attentive during a story about how God is always with us, how He loves us and made everything around us. They were fascinated by the story of Noah. What a privilege to share these stories with them!
The puppets would come out and "meet" the children after the performance. Most of the kids had a really good time putting their fingers in the puppet's mouth! It was a great chance to love on these kids, most of whom had never seen any sort of puppet show before.
After this performance, we got a chance to talk to small groups of the kids to explain the story to them. Very, very cool opportunity. They (adults and kids alike) always make the "peace" sign for pictures. The red scarves indicate that their families are Communist Party members.
Here I am with a group of women after an "English Corner," where we would help them practice their English. They were very interested in my beliefs, which I was very excited to share. I was able to meet with the girl on the left again later in the week, as she had many questions and is not yet a believer. 
After we finished our work in our city, we went to Beijing where we toured the Summer Palace. Here is some of the beautiful architecture.
We went to the jade factory where they are inlaying the jade on the back of the Olympic medals for the '08 Olympics in Beijing. The back of the gold medals will have white jade, which is very rare. The back of the silver will have light green, also rare, and the back of the bronze will have the green jade that we typically see. I think they're beautiful! It was a great opportunity to see what the medals look like "up close."
Watching the Lord capture the heart of my daughter has been an amazing privilege.
Just a few hours after I landed at home, I packed another bag and headed here:
We stayed in this beautiful house in Maryland with 9 other people, relaxing and listening to author and speaker Os Guinness. I understood much more than I did last year, and relished the opportunity to get away with Luke, who I hadn't seen in 12 days!
It was such a privilege to get to fellowship with Dr. Guinness, who is truly one of the great minds in Christendom today. He is so humble and personable. He had just returned from China himself a couple of weeks ago, so we had something in common!
This was my view each morning, overlooking the Chesapeake Bay, and where Luke and I would enjoy our coffee and Bible reading. Dr. Guiness spoke out of the book of Jeremiah each morning, and then spoke on different topics before lunch and in the evenings.
I loved spending time with my cute husband after being absent from each other. This time was truly a gift! 
We had time before our flight out of Reagan airport to take in some of the sights in D.C. 
Two Great Thinkers
A wreath placed at the WWII memorial. It was really neat to be there so close to Memorial Day.
I don't know how God has seen fit to let me experience what I have in recent days. He is so, so good. It feels good to be home. It is now officially "summer" and I am looking forward to relaxing with my kids, reconnecting with family, swimming, and planning school for next year.
After I get all of our laundry done, that is.
Again, thank you to those of you who have taken this journey with me. Your comments and emails of support, and especially your prayers buoyed me during some tumultuous times right before I left, and helped me stay sane while I was gone. God truly used you in my life these past few weeks, and I felt like you were right there with me in China. May the blessings return to you a hundred fold.
Now... I've got to go so I can visit your blogs! Love y'all!
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
China - Bottom of the 9th
(the title makes more sense if you go back a couple of posts...)
On one hand it seems like a very long time since I last received an email from Cyndi or B and even longer since the one time she was able to call last week. On the other hand, however, we're now very, very close to seeing them again at the airport tomorrow evening. At this very hour, the team is in the air on the first of their 3 flights, and they'll be traveling for roughly 24 more hours.
So for this "relief pitcher," I guess it's the bottom of the ninth, and I'm now the closer. (Thanks, by the way, for letting me play.) Tomorrow shapes up as a very busy day as K and I spend at least a partial day out at my work (where he'll run around at the home of one of his best friends) and then head out to the airport in the afternoon/early evening. That being the case, I thought I would add this one last post to the blog to: bring everyone up to date on the other couple of emails Cyndi sent; help focus those "bring 'em home prayers" ; and thank you all, once again, for all of your prayers and support. -Luke
Here are her other two emails...
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Thank you so much for sending me the email replies! It means so much to me to see what folks are saying!!
We had a great Awana awards ceremony this morning. The kids did a great job on a puppet show and magic tricks, then the clubbers did a craft and we handed out their awards. The kids love Awana and have done well on their verses. Some even recited some for me. They look so cute in their uniforms, I got some great pics. I had two parents tell me what a huge (and specific) answer to pr it was to have Awana here for their kids. Confirmed that it is really meeting a need for these expats.
Please pr for B who has developed quite a bit of congestion esp. in her chest. And of course I didn't bring the right meds. I'm going to keep her in the hotel with me tonight while the rest of the girls are having a sleepover with the college girls. I know. Mean mom. But please pr that it clears up and doesn't become more severe in the next few days, esp since we have numerous flights over the next 4 days, and then of course, being the good parents we are, we are going to hand her off when I get home... Ha!!
I miss you and K terribly. We are heading out in just a few minutes for another English Corner and then a graduation party for one of the MK's. Tomorrow is our team debriefing (doesn't seem possible!!) and we are checking on our new friend at that store that I mentioned a couple of days ago. Hopefully she'll have more questions.
Y'all give each other hugs from me and kiss my little dog.
Talk to you soon,
me
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Hi there,We are wrapping up our time here. We had a team meeting/debriefing this afternoon and then went to a team dinner. Some wonderful, wonderful things have been happening this week. The oppression has been real, but so have the victories! It's been a really fruit-bearing time for our team.
We head to the airport in the am to go to BJ for a couple of days. Tomorrow afternoon in BJ is shopping and then we tour all the next day. I'm really ready to get back, now that our work is done... but who knows, maybe there are some more appointments in BJ?? We'll be glad to reunite with the D-city team and see how they've been. The college team is staying here for another couple of days (not going to BJ) and they have three more going swimming with them tomorrow afternoon at the hotel pool. PTL!!!
Love you bunches, and I'll contact you from the HK airport during our layover if I can. If not, I'll see ya when I see ya. I love you and miss you like crazy!!!Hugs to everyone,me
On one hand it seems like a very long time since I last received an email from Cyndi or B and even longer since the one time she was able to call last week. On the other hand, however, we're now very, very close to seeing them again at the airport tomorrow evening. At this very hour, the team is in the air on the first of their 3 flights, and they'll be traveling for roughly 24 more hours.
So for this "relief pitcher," I guess it's the bottom of the ninth, and I'm now the closer. (Thanks, by the way, for letting me play.) Tomorrow shapes up as a very busy day as K and I spend at least a partial day out at my work (where he'll run around at the home of one of his best friends) and then head out to the airport in the afternoon/early evening. That being the case, I thought I would add this one last post to the blog to: bring everyone up to date on the other couple of emails Cyndi sent; help focus those "bring 'em home prayers" ; and thank you all, once again, for all of your prayers and support. -Luke
Here are her other two emails...
.........................................................
Thank you so much for sending me the email replies! It means so much to me to see what folks are saying!!
We had a great Awana awards ceremony this morning. The kids did a great job on a puppet show and magic tricks, then the clubbers did a craft and we handed out their awards. The kids love Awana and have done well on their verses. Some even recited some for me. They look so cute in their uniforms, I got some great pics. I had two parents tell me what a huge (and specific) answer to pr it was to have Awana here for their kids. Confirmed that it is really meeting a need for these expats.
Please pr for B who has developed quite a bit of congestion esp. in her chest. And of course I didn't bring the right meds. I'm going to keep her in the hotel with me tonight while the rest of the girls are having a sleepover with the college girls. I know. Mean mom. But please pr that it clears up and doesn't become more severe in the next few days, esp since we have numerous flights over the next 4 days, and then of course, being the good parents we are, we are going to hand her off when I get home... Ha!!
I miss you and K terribly. We are heading out in just a few minutes for another English Corner and then a graduation party for one of the MK's. Tomorrow is our team debriefing (doesn't seem possible!!) and we are checking on our new friend at that store that I mentioned a couple of days ago. Hopefully she'll have more questions.
Y'all give each other hugs from me and kiss my little dog.
Talk to you soon,
me
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Hi there,We are wrapping up our time here. We had a team meeting/debriefing this afternoon and then went to a team dinner. Some wonderful, wonderful things have been happening this week. The oppression has been real, but so have the victories! It's been a really fruit-bearing time for our team.
We head to the airport in the am to go to BJ for a couple of days. Tomorrow afternoon in BJ is shopping and then we tour all the next day. I'm really ready to get back, now that our work is done... but who knows, maybe there are some more appointments in BJ?? We'll be glad to reunite with the D-city team and see how they've been. The college team is staying here for another couple of days (not going to BJ) and they have three more going swimming with them tomorrow afternoon at the hotel pool. PTL!!!
Love you bunches, and I'll contact you from the HK airport during our layover if I can. If not, I'll see ya when I see ya. I love you and miss you like crazy!!!Hugs to everyone,me
Monday, May 28, 2007
China - Part 1
Have you ever been to a pro baseball game and sat through a lull in the action while one of the coaches makes the long trip out to the mound, talks a bit and then waves for a relief pitcher to come in? After a long trot from the bullpen followed by a number of warm-up pitches, he's ready to go. That's usually when the loudspeaker will come to life and the stadium announcer will introduce the new pitcher.
Well, if this blog were a ballgame you might hear the announcer say something like this today: "Your attention please... Now pitching for Cyndi's Blog - #2, the husband... Luke... ( with the rest of the announcement being drowned out by the roar of the crowd, no doubt) On the t.v. broadcast, the color analyst might say something like "This IS a surprise, to see them trot out the rookie right-hander with the team in contention and at such a crucial point in the game. Let's see if he has what it takes."
So, here I am, underqualified but having received good coaching and definitely with some good stuff to share. As most of you know, Cyndi and our daughter left for China over a week ago. I've been able to share some updates by email with a few of you, but thought there might be others who check her blog that would enjoy reading what the Lord has been doing through the two of them and the entire team this week.
Here's a portion of the first of several emails she's been able to send:
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Hi there! I'm finally getting on a computer after all this time. I am SO sorry I haven't been able to contact you, but B assured me she's been able to email and call.
We arrived safely and wonderfully, and have had a terrific first two + days. We have pr walked a market area, a Buddhist temple, and the University. They have been quite powerful times and I just LOVE it. Love, love, love it. We walked the university today with a lovely sister in her first year there, who became a sister at The Bridge a couple of years ago (where we will be doing an English corner later in the week- confirming what a wonderful sharing opportunity that is). We took her to lunch after our walk and really enjoyed getting to know her. The teens have a puppet show later this evening at an "English" school. Not sure if we will have translators or not, but the students will have some level of English understanding. The Story is very, very clear. Our puppet team is being quite bold, so this is a wonderful opportunity. Please PR that many will understand what they are saying.
Today when we were at the temple, we were pring separately and I had some of my scrptrs that I was pring from and a woman approached me, pointed at my paper and was very interested in what I was reading. At first she seemed almost angry with me, but then John told her I was pring (I'm sure she assumed to the same "person" she was) and then she laughed. Hm. Jennifer shared with a cab driver two days ago and he laughed his head off. It truly is foolishness to some, isn't it? Pring for many breakthroughs this week.
You should see your daughter. The 4Fish girls aren't always with the other three, and B takes right over, talking to people. Some teens approached Daniel yesterday and she translated and conversed with them. They went back today to invite them to Saturday's beach party, but they have to work. Last night at the night market, I wish I had been videoing her negotiating. It is amazing. I can see Dad really gifting her in this area. Today she helped me buy a new pair of sandals (my other ones gave me blisters) and she spoke to the sales girl about the price, size, etc. It's amazing to listen to. I'll video her later in the week. All that studying and all those Chinese words taped around her bathroom seem to be sticking with her!
The rest of the week we have another pr walk, a puppet show at an autism school, a scavenger hunt around the city where each American will have a Chinese partner (so pr that our kids will each find someone to invite!), a beach party, a fiesta for the mk kids, the end of the year Awana party, and two English corners. There are also times to meet with friends they are meeting and invite them out to get a meal and share.
I've got loads to share, but this is all the time I can spend on the computer right now. I love and miss you so much. I can absolutely feel the prs of everyone. You have no idea. I feel like time is going really, really quickly and there is so much work to do. Isn't that how it always feels?
Give a big hug and kiss to my little K, have him hug you tight, and love on my little dog for me, too.
OH-- I almost forgot to tell you- I found those "Solomon and Friends" story books like we have in the Awana catalog at Xiao Ping's store- in Chinese- with the Awana logo- in Chinese- on the front. So much for not wanting the name splashed around. I bought a set for our club. Can't wait to show them to you.
I miss y'all so much and wish we were all here together. I know someday we will be.
Love,
Hu Shen Ting
me
Well, if this blog were a ballgame you might hear the announcer say something like this today: "Your attention please... Now pitching for Cyndi's Blog - #2, the husband... Luke... ( with the rest of the announcement being drowned out by the roar of the crowd, no doubt) On the t.v. broadcast, the color analyst might say something like "This IS a surprise, to see them trot out the rookie right-hander with the team in contention and at such a crucial point in the game. Let's see if he has what it takes."
So, here I am, underqualified but having received good coaching and definitely with some good stuff to share. As most of you know, Cyndi and our daughter left for China over a week ago. I've been able to share some updates by email with a few of you, but thought there might be others who check her blog that would enjoy reading what the Lord has been doing through the two of them and the entire team this week.
Here's a portion of the first of several emails she's been able to send:
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Hi there! I'm finally getting on a computer after all this time. I am SO sorry I haven't been able to contact you, but B assured me she's been able to email and call.
We arrived safely and wonderfully, and have had a terrific first two + days. We have pr walked a market area, a Buddhist temple, and the University. They have been quite powerful times and I just LOVE it. Love, love, love it. We walked the university today with a lovely sister in her first year there, who became a sister at The Bridge a couple of years ago (where we will be doing an English corner later in the week- confirming what a wonderful sharing opportunity that is). We took her to lunch after our walk and really enjoyed getting to know her. The teens have a puppet show later this evening at an "English" school. Not sure if we will have translators or not, but the students will have some level of English understanding. The Story is very, very clear. Our puppet team is being quite bold, so this is a wonderful opportunity. Please PR that many will understand what they are saying.
Today when we were at the temple, we were pring separately and I had some of my scrptrs that I was pring from and a woman approached me, pointed at my paper and was very interested in what I was reading. At first she seemed almost angry with me, but then John told her I was pring (I'm sure she assumed to the same "person" she was) and then she laughed. Hm. Jennifer shared with a cab driver two days ago and he laughed his head off. It truly is foolishness to some, isn't it? Pring for many breakthroughs this week.
You should see your daughter. The 4Fish girls aren't always with the other three, and B takes right over, talking to people. Some teens approached Daniel yesterday and she translated and conversed with them. They went back today to invite them to Saturday's beach party, but they have to work. Last night at the night market, I wish I had been videoing her negotiating. It is amazing. I can see Dad really gifting her in this area. Today she helped me buy a new pair of sandals (my other ones gave me blisters) and she spoke to the sales girl about the price, size, etc. It's amazing to listen to. I'll video her later in the week. All that studying and all those Chinese words taped around her bathroom seem to be sticking with her!
The rest of the week we have another pr walk, a puppet show at an autism school, a scavenger hunt around the city where each American will have a Chinese partner (so pr that our kids will each find someone to invite!), a beach party, a fiesta for the mk kids, the end of the year Awana party, and two English corners. There are also times to meet with friends they are meeting and invite them out to get a meal and share.
I've got loads to share, but this is all the time I can spend on the computer right now. I love and miss you so much. I can absolutely feel the prs of everyone. You have no idea. I feel like time is going really, really quickly and there is so much work to do. Isn't that how it always feels?
Give a big hug and kiss to my little K, have him hug you tight, and love on my little dog for me, too.
OH-- I almost forgot to tell you- I found those "Solomon and Friends" story books like we have in the Awana catalog at Xiao Ping's store- in Chinese- with the Awana logo- in Chinese- on the front. So much for not wanting the name splashed around. I bought a set for our club. Can't wait to show them to you.
I miss y'all so much and wish we were all here together. I know someday we will be.
Love,
Hu Shen Ting
me
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Departure
Look what I discovered in my suitcase last night! Isn't that just the cutest? He has always done this. And he lays on the laundry when we get back. He's been moping around...Well... once I shoo'ed the stray dachshunds out of my bags, they are all zipped up and ready to go! There has been a bit of stress involved in these past few days- some that I'll blog about in the future I'm sure- but God once again proving Himself to be sufficient and so, so faithful to His children.
I was thinking of the hymn yesterday "Praise to the Lord, The Almighty" ("Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of Creation.... Oh my soul bless Him for He is thy health and salvation...") Anyway, I was singing it to myself and came upon the part that said, "Hath thou not seen, how thy desires 'ere hath been, granted in what He ordaineth." What He is ordaining in my life- the difficult as well as the easy- is accomplishing the very things I have been praying for lately: closeness to Him, taking shelter in the shadow of His wings, a bolder witness, thankfulness, abiding in Him. How I praise Him indeed for what He is granting!
I'm going to give my sweet husband "Blogging 101" lessons in a few minutes, so maybe if I can send some pictures he can post them. Please know that you are going with us in our hearts and those of you who are praying are very much a part of this team. In a very, very real way you will be impacting what is going on across the world. (Or just "next door" :::waving to Alycia:::)
We are flying to LA and then Hong Kong, then to our city. Just 26 or so hours of travel. I'll be lookin' SO good by the time we get there, LOL. I'll be 13 hours ahead of you (if you're in the states) so we can pray for each other while the other one's asleep! Fun!
Check back! I love y'all!!
Ephesians 3:20,
Cyndi
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Feet Shod With The Gospel
How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!" Romans 10:14-15
It is a time of preparation. I have never had a blog during my times of preparing for mission trips before, so I've never really written about what I do. With just over a week until our departure for China, I have been working all along on some of the "nuts and bolts" of what needs to be done- making lists, preparing materials for some of the work we will be doing, emailing the missionaries and team members. To be honest, I have not posted much about this at all, simply because I'm not sure what I should post. (I'm a bit nervous about posting about our work specifically, as I don't want to unwittingly post any information that might jeopardize what our missionaries on the ground there are doing.)
Generally speaking, I will be doing some training in the International Fellowship there that our missionaries are part of, as part of their Sunday School program. We will be having a Mexican food party for some teen "MK's" (missionary kids") who are are hard at work for the Lord, and could really use some Rotel dip and tacos! We will be speaking to college students in a university setting, as well as in a coffee house. We will be speaking and ministering in a house church. We will be visiting a Buddhist monastery and prayer walking the area. My daughter and the other teens on the team will be performing some puppet shows in schools. Mostly we will be on the ground and available to do whatever the Holy Spirit directs. It's an exciting time!
But, if I'm honest, it's also (for me) a time when fear and anxiety begins to settle upon me. I've always been a pretty "tightly wound" person, but I have been plagued with fear and worry to an unparalleled degree during our years of short term missions. Things I have never worried about before can become areas of paralyzing fear for me, and even manifest themselves physically. I have recognized this as a ploy of the enemy, and have (by God's grace) been able to press through and go anyway, but nevertheless it remains a battle, from the moment I commit to a trip, throughout my entire time on the field, and even weeks after I return. God has been unspeakably faithful to me and has used this to draw me closer to Himself, further my understanding of Him and strengthen me according to His Word.
Today, I thought I'd post about what I do to prepare for a mission trip spiritually. The weeks leading up to this trip have been incredibly busy for me in every area. Socially, we have had more than our usual amount of obligations. Our ministry work in Awana has been quite time consuming. We have lost a dear friend. We are trying to finish our school work. My son has a birthday 2 days before we leave. Our house is in disarray as we are still working to put it on the market. Busy, busy, busy. And, I believe that is no accident. The enemy would love it if I would get totally distracted with the "mechanics" of my life right now and neglect the spiritual preparation needed for this trip. This would leave me completely vulnerable and could render me useless in China. I must guard against that.
This week I'm sharpening "my sword." I have a thinline Bible that I travel with. It's not the Bible I usually use for church or study, but thinner and easier to carry in my backpack. Since it's not the one I always use, I find that I can't easily flip through it and find passages as quickly as I can in my other Bibles. This week, I am having my daily quiet times in my "travel Bible," reacquainting myself with it. How I loved pulling it off of the shelf! It was like seeing a dear friend and travel companion. It's got sand and dirt in the creases- sand from Mexico, dirt from Ghana. Business cards from China (with the cell phone numbers of our missionary friends) fell out as I opened it up. A quote from an African pastor is written on the front page, "The devil sometimes strikes when you are not at work. Let us not become complacent," it says. Good reminder. I have a small heart sticker stuck inside the front cover, a reminder of a devotional I did with the kids on our team one summer when I gave them all a sticker to remind us that according to 2 Chronicles 16:9, "the eyes of the LORD move to and fro throughout the earth that He may strongly support those whose heart is completely His." He sees my heart, He will strongly support me! What a promise! I must go boldly, clutching that promise.
Inside the back cover of this Bible I have Scripture references written for key Gospel passages. In my jet-lagged state, with the language barrier and the stress of being in another culture, sometimes it's hard to recall when I'm sharing with someone. I have found it a big help to have them written down and the scriptures highlighted. I also have the Roman Road scriptures listed in order on the first page of Romans with the corresponding verses highlighted. I have been reading back through these key passages and preaching the gospel to myself (which I wrote about here). Not only is this solidifying the Gospel in my heart and mind, it is causing me to operate in His power. The Gospel is power! What a covering!
Something else I have been doing, is praying through my 31 Days of Praise and 31 Days of Power books and highlighting Scriptures pertaining to God's attributes... His absolute goodness, sovereignty, love... There are moments of intense oppression on airplanes, layovers, late nights in my hotel room, and walking through heavily oppressed areas where I need those scriptures at my fingertips. Again, in the stress of the moment I might not be able to find these passages, but locating and marking some of them ahead of time and reading and meditating on them before I go is an immeasurable help. And this week I have been finding Scriptures I've marked and prayed through, that have been a lifeline for me in the past. God is using them to remind me of His past sufficiency and the promise of it in the days and weeks to come. He is so, so good.
So, this is a little of what I've been up to in my preparations. To those of you who are praying for us... thank you. I have tears in my eyes just now thinking about it. You have no idea what a lifeline those prayers are to me. No idea. Thank you, thank you. May the blessing return to you a hundred fold.
I'll post more of our preparations in the coming days. Have a blessed day!
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Amazing Indeed
The time is drawing near for our next departure to China. It's hard to believe! Here I am, folding laundry, teaching my kids their math, fixing meals for my family... and a week from Saturday I will be on my way across the world. We serve an amazing, big God. I have been centering my thoughts more and more toward the work there, remembering the precious people, those piercing almond-shaped eyes looking into mine, searching for truth. It's hard to describe how it feels to sit and share with someone across the world the concept that there is a Most High God, and that He loves and cares for them. To watch them come to grips with what Christ did for them. To see them change and be transformed.
I was praying about it this morning, and the Lord brought back a most incredible memory to me from my last visit.
If you have studied or read what is going on in the church in China, then you know that there are what are called "house churches." These are churches that meet in homes, not at the state-sanctioned churches. I cannot tell you what it is like to sit in a house church and be among those who are so on fire for the Lord. They are risking so much. (If you have not read Safely Home by Randy Alcorn, I encourage you to. Tears welled up in my eyes just now thinking about it!)
We were privileged to attend such a church, and to speak and minister to some of its members. I cannot remember how it came to be that I was at the house by myself that day, but I was. During our stay in the city, (and by God's grace!) I became more adept at taking taxi's by myself (I could say the name of our hotel in Chinese!) and getting around a little bit. But the house where I was was tucked way back off of a road, and I was not sure how to get back to where I could get to the main area where I could wait for a taxi. The woman I had been meeting with was an English-speaker, but she needed to stay at the house with her children, so she asked a young man there in the house if he would walk me to the main road. He indicated to her (in Chinese, of course) that he would. He was a precious college-aged believer ("brother") and he smiled at me as I put my backpack on my shoulder to begin the half-mile trek through the winding village streets.
We walked for a bit in silence. He knew no English and I knew no Chinese. (Unless I wanted to tell him "hello" and the name of my hotel!) I did say something like "It is very warm today" while gesturing toward the sun and e-nun-ci-a-ting all of my consonants. (Why do I do that? That, and talking louder. Doesn't help.) He nodded and pointed to the sun as well. We kept walking in silence. The houses were right up to the narrow street, and the doors were open just feet from us. I could see inside the homes or smile and nod as people were coming in and out of their doorways. I felt such a kinship with this man after we had worshiped together and shared a meal, that it felt awkward to walk with him and not speak. I remember feeling that at that moment that if I would just OPEN my mouth, something Chinese would come out. Surely I could say something!
All of a sudden, something indescribable happened. The young man I was walking with, my precious Chinese brother, started singing "Amazing Grace." In English- the kind of English that you can tell is simply memory of the sounds, not the words (no doubt like my "Chinese" must sound). I immediately joined in. His face burst into a wide grin at me as we continued to sing:
"Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me...
I once was lost
But now I'm found
Was blind but now I see..."
We sang together as people coming in and out of their homes looked at us strangely. We continued to walk and sing. After that first verse, he continued to sing, but in Chinese, as I continued to sing in English. It was the most unforgettable sound- the same notes, same words, different languages. To the same God. The One True God.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed...
And on we walked. And on we sang. Verse after verse, all the way to the main road. The sound of our voices filled that tiny street. There in that village where you have to be so careful... where churches are tucked into places that must remain unnamed... we sang of the amazing grace that draws those formerly living in darkness to become a "brother" or a "sister" in a persecuted place. We sang of the same amazing grace that drew a suburban American housewife to China. We had completely different languages and backgrounds, but that same saving grace is what drew us together. It draws us together before the throne even now.
What an amazing God we serve. He is doing an incredible work in the hearts of the Chinese people, and all over this world. Somewhere today, while we are doing our household chores or working at our jobs, His name is being lifted up in tiny villages in Asia. May we pray for them. May we pray for those who are taking His name to those who have not heard it. His amazing grace is at work.
I was praying about it this morning, and the Lord brought back a most incredible memory to me from my last visit.
If you have studied or read what is going on in the church in China, then you know that there are what are called "house churches." These are churches that meet in homes, not at the state-sanctioned churches. I cannot tell you what it is like to sit in a house church and be among those who are so on fire for the Lord. They are risking so much. (If you have not read Safely Home by Randy Alcorn, I encourage you to. Tears welled up in my eyes just now thinking about it!)
We were privileged to attend such a church, and to speak and minister to some of its members. I cannot remember how it came to be that I was at the house by myself that day, but I was. During our stay in the city, (and by God's grace!) I became more adept at taking taxi's by myself (I could say the name of our hotel in Chinese!) and getting around a little bit. But the house where I was was tucked way back off of a road, and I was not sure how to get back to where I could get to the main area where I could wait for a taxi. The woman I had been meeting with was an English-speaker, but she needed to stay at the house with her children, so she asked a young man there in the house if he would walk me to the main road. He indicated to her (in Chinese, of course) that he would. He was a precious college-aged believer ("brother") and he smiled at me as I put my backpack on my shoulder to begin the half-mile trek through the winding village streets.
We walked for a bit in silence. He knew no English and I knew no Chinese. (Unless I wanted to tell him "hello" and the name of my hotel!) I did say something like "It is very warm today" while gesturing toward the sun and e-nun-ci-a-ting all of my consonants. (Why do I do that? That, and talking louder. Doesn't help.) He nodded and pointed to the sun as well. We kept walking in silence. The houses were right up to the narrow street, and the doors were open just feet from us. I could see inside the homes or smile and nod as people were coming in and out of their doorways. I felt such a kinship with this man after we had worshiped together and shared a meal, that it felt awkward to walk with him and not speak. I remember feeling that at that moment that if I would just OPEN my mouth, something Chinese would come out. Surely I could say something!
All of a sudden, something indescribable happened. The young man I was walking with, my precious Chinese brother, started singing "Amazing Grace." In English- the kind of English that you can tell is simply memory of the sounds, not the words (no doubt like my "Chinese" must sound). I immediately joined in. His face burst into a wide grin at me as we continued to sing:
"Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me...
I once was lost
But now I'm found
Was blind but now I see..."
We sang together as people coming in and out of their homes looked at us strangely. We continued to walk and sing. After that first verse, he continued to sing, but in Chinese, as I continued to sing in English. It was the most unforgettable sound- the same notes, same words, different languages. To the same God. The One True God.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed...
And on we walked. And on we sang. Verse after verse, all the way to the main road. The sound of our voices filled that tiny street. There in that village where you have to be so careful... where churches are tucked into places that must remain unnamed... we sang of the amazing grace that draws those formerly living in darkness to become a "brother" or a "sister" in a persecuted place. We sang of the same amazing grace that drew a suburban American housewife to China. We had completely different languages and backgrounds, but that same saving grace is what drew us together. It draws us together before the throne even now.
What an amazing God we serve. He is doing an incredible work in the hearts of the Chinese people, and all over this world. Somewhere today, while we are doing our household chores or working at our jobs, His name is being lifted up in tiny villages in Asia. May we pray for them. May we pray for those who are taking His name to those who have not heard it. His amazing grace is at work.
The Lord has promised good to me...
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be...
as long as life endures.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Photo Shoot
Hair and make-up! She said it took her 30 minutes to get all of the make-up off.
Apparently after he did this to her hair, he pulled it back. So the end result doesn't look so "wild!"
They went and got "xitos" (where they wash your hair and massage your head) after the shoot. She said it took quite awhile to get all of the "product" out of their hair!
The "finished product." The final pictures will be in the fall catalog. We can't wait to see it!
In addition to the modeling "gig," they also got to be extras in a Chinese soap opera on Saturday! They were filming it at the university close-by, and they went over to watch them film. The crew noticed them (What? They didn't blend in with the crowd?) and asked them if they wanted to be in a scene.
It's fun to see them enjoying their "15 minutes of fame." They certainly won't stick out when they return to the Land of the Blonde and the Home of the Bleached in another week!
Friday, June 16, 2006
Model Tourists
Bethany and Stephen were hired for the modeling shoot! She called this evening to tell me that a couple of days ago the company sent over clothing for them to try on and someone came to take some "test shots" of them to see if they looked "natural" enough. Sure enough, they passed the test, and have each been hired for 800 Quai apiece (100 US dollars). They will have their "shoot" tomorrow afternoon. Stephen has described the clothes as "hideous" and Bethany said one of the pair of pants she is to wear say "Good Girl" down the side of each leg, but they are so excited to be paid, they would probably wear chicken suits if they had to! They will be featured in the fall catalog for the clothing company. SO-- you heard it here first! "Good Girl" pants will be all the rage this fall...
We are in the home stretch! Sunday begins their last week. I noticed yesterday that when I schedule upcoming activities on the family calendar, she will finally be here for them. I'm so glad!
We are in the home stretch! Sunday begins their last week. I noticed yesterday that when I schedule upcoming activities on the family calendar, she will finally be here for them. I'm so glad!
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Pictures!
Bethany and her best friend Hayden the night before she left for China and Hayden left for Senegal.
Out for a ride during a brief break from the rain
Peace in the East, man!
Be proficient with chopsticks or go hungry...
The world-renowned puppet team!Saying Goodbye
We returned last night from San Antonio, where we have been with Luke's family for the past couple of days following the death of his sweet grandfather. It was a bittersweet time of fellowship, as most funeral gatherings are. We had a wonderful time reconnecting with his fun cousins and precious aunts, as well as relatives we hadn't seen since we got married. Grandpa became ill late in 2004 and has been lovingly cared for in the home of Luke's Aunt Sharon for the past 2 years. Grandma and Grandpa Janecek had 5 daughters, and of course, numerous grandchildren and grandchildren-in-law (like me!) and he always made each of us feel special. The past few years he would work out in his shop creating beautiful birdhouses and bird feeders. One Christmas he presented each of his grandkids and their spouses with a bird house or feeder that was unique. No two were alike. He said that he had designed each one of them according to what came to mind when he thought of the person for whom he was building it. Mine was a beautiful white church! I have treasured it so much, no bird has touched it yet! It was evident this weekend from those in attendance at the services just how much he meant to so many in his family and community. It was wonderful to see and be a part of.
The motel we stayed in was right next to a "Pig Stand" restaurant, which was a sweet reminder of where he and Grandma (who passed away in 1992) met. They first met at the Pig Stand on Gaston Ave. and East Grand in Dallas back in 1939. According to an essay Grandma wrote back in 1991, "...It was good to have a place to go to just talk and enjoy music..."Beer Barrel Polka" was the hit tune to dance to. Here we are 52 years later with 5 children, 18 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren, and very much in love... and to think, it all started at the Pig Stand!"
Grandpa's Seasoning
Grandpa and his brother Jerry concocted a special seasoning blend that we use with every meal. He used to give it to us occasionally, and finally Luke and his brother got the recipe and began making it themselves. Whenever we've given it to people, they always ask for more! At our table, saying "Please pass the Grandpa's" is said more often than, "Please pass the salt." During the last couple of weeks as Luke's aunts sat together by Grandpa's bedside, they spent time writing a wonderful multi-paged booklet about Grandpa's life, which they gave each of us this weekend. One page had "Grandpa-isms" on it. When I first read them, I immediately thought of them as "Grandpa's Seasonings" that he would sprinkle into conversations! Here they are:
"Yup"
"Nope"
"Aw, that's alright, we don't need that piece..."
"Want to go to the cafe?"
Well, damn honey!"
"You can't get them to work, but they sure can suck back a Miller Lite."
"Okey-dokey, we better run Honey!"
(and my personal favorite) "You can tell them all you want, but you can't tell them much!"
Grandpa, you seasoned so many lives. You will be missed.
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Puppet Workshop
I received an email report this morning from Jennifer about the puppet workshop:
"The kids did such a professional job today. There were about 25 in attendance from several cities. The kids did a great presentation, puppet show and instructing the attendees how to use the puppets. It was comical as always. We were able to borrow some Chinese music and the Chinese enjoyed being able to have the puppets sing in Chinese! "
Some of those in attendance traveled 5 hours each way in order to be there. There really seems to be an interest! I don't have any pictures from yesterday, but so that you can see their enthusiasm and interest, here are some pictures from the workshop they did last year (in April of '05).
Here are the American puppetry "experts," sharing their techniques. They look so young! (I'm sure I'll be saying the same thing next year about this year's pictures...)
Here, they were learning proper hand placement, practicing moving only the thumb. (Harder than one would think!)
Then they got their turn, which they LOVED.
They had a lot of fun with it. Here, they were performing the "Laughing Song," which, as you
can see, transcends any language barrier.
"Our mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy. Then it was said among the nations, 'The Lord has done great things for them.' " Psalm 126:2
"The kids did such a professional job today. There were about 25 in attendance from several cities. The kids did a great presentation, puppet show and instructing the attendees how to use the puppets. It was comical as always. We were able to borrow some Chinese music and the Chinese enjoyed being able to have the puppets sing in Chinese! "
Some of those in attendance traveled 5 hours each way in order to be there. There really seems to be an interest! I don't have any pictures from yesterday, but so that you can see their enthusiasm and interest, here are some pictures from the workshop they did last year (in April of '05).
Here are the American puppetry "experts," sharing their techniques. They look so young! (I'm sure I'll be saying the same thing next year about this year's pictures...)
Here, they were learning proper hand placement, practicing moving only the thumb. (Harder than one would think!)
Then they got their turn, which they LOVED.They had a lot of fun with it. Here, they were performing the "Laughing Song," which, as you
can see, transcends any language barrier.
"Our mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy. Then it was said among the nations, 'The Lord has done great things for them.' " Psalm 126:2
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Jin Qu Mavericks!!
Bethany called during halftime! She was watching Game 1 on a station broadcast out of the Philippines. Sure, it's first thing in the morning and the play-by-play is in Chinese, but it's exciting nonetheless. Woo-hoo!!! (Or should that be wu-hu?)
Still loving it!
I know some of you have been emailing with Bethany or checking in with her blog, but here's a quick update on what's been going on... They finished their second week there last weekend and the college team left to come home. I spoke with her before the team left. She told me that she was "SO glad" she wasn't coming home with the team, and that she just "didn't know what she would do" if it were already time to leave. I guess that's a great way to feel when there's still 3 weeks to go!
They've been enjoying making new friends, taking language and cooking lessons and absorbing the culture.
Here she is playing "Janga" with her new friend, "Shirley."
(Shirley is the
American name she's been given,
and that is what Bethany calls her.)
Shirley's dad taught them how to make dumplings last week.
They've had rain almost every day since they've been there, but apparently today (while we were sleeping here last night) it wasn't raining there because right before I went to bed I got an email from her that said she would have called, but they were about to leave to go hike in "some garden area." Judging from her last hike, I'm just glad this was apparently in the daytime! Jennifer told me that this weekend Bethany and Stephen are doing a puppet workshop for people from all over the province. Last year they gave an excellent puppet seminar. I was very surprised at how well-attended it was and how truly interested people are there in how to do puppet shows! And I was also impressed with how much the kids knew about puppets (I didn't know there were so many techniques and "tricks of the trade.") It's a great opportunity to share.
I received an email from John this week with a copy of this picture of them that was in 3 of the local newspapers. It's typhoon season, and right before they arrived a fairly large one hit the area. Monday was "Clean Up China" day (similar to our "Earth Day" I think) and they were invited to be VIP guests at a local 4 start hotel, not knowing why they were invited. They were fed a great meal (free) and then given these red gloves and invited to help clean up the beach with everyone. Several newspapers were on hand to take pictures of the "foreigners" who were pitching in to help clean up China! Stephen's mom, Nancy, is going over next week to stay and visit and fly home with the kids when they return. Bethany has asked me to please send some snacks and some more money. When I asked her how much money, she told me the amount in Quai. She's already thinking in Chinese!
She's going to call in the morning (her time) to find out the score of the Maverick's game while we're watching it here tonight. She said Dirk is in all of the papers there. There are tons of Maverick jersey knock-off's for sale, and they keep seeing people wearing them. She said when they see someone in a Dallas jersey they cheer! Morgan has been doing some modeling for a clothing company over there for the past couple of years. She's been in magazines and catalogs and on billboards. Blonde American kids are what they really want for some reason! Jennifer called the company to tell them that they had two friends visiting, in case they wanted to use them for any photo shoots. The woman told her, "I know! We have already found them!" Someone from their company had seen Bethany and Stephen around town and they were planning to call Jennifer. SO, if Stephen fits the clothes there will be a photo shoot soon (and they will make $$- Bethany likes that part!)
She calls every other day or so, and sometimes everyday. She's having the time of her life! We miss her terribly, but it really feels like she's where she's supposed to be. Thank you for your continued prayer for her and for us. She has stayed healthy and is having a wonderful (and I believe, life-changing) experience. A little less than three weeks to go!
I can do all things through Christ!
They've been enjoying making new friends, taking language and cooking lessons and absorbing the culture.
Here she is playing "Janga" with her new friend, "Shirley."(Shirley is the
American name she's been given,
and that is what Bethany calls her.)
Shirley's dad taught them how to make dumplings last week.
They've had rain almost every day since they've been there, but apparently today (while we were sleeping here last night) it wasn't raining there because right before I went to bed I got an email from her that said she would have called, but they were about to leave to go hike in "some garden area." Judging from her last hike, I'm just glad this was apparently in the daytime! Jennifer told me that this weekend Bethany and Stephen are doing a puppet workshop for people from all over the province. Last year they gave an excellent puppet seminar. I was very surprised at how well-attended it was and how truly interested people are there in how to do puppet shows! And I was also impressed with how much the kids knew about puppets (I didn't know there were so many techniques and "tricks of the trade.") It's a great opportunity to share.
I received an email from John this week with a copy of this picture of them that was in 3 of the local newspapers. It's typhoon season, and right before they arrived a fairly large one hit the area. Monday was "Clean Up China" day (similar to our "Earth Day" I think) and they were invited to be VIP guests at a local 4 start hotel, not knowing why they were invited. They were fed a great meal (free) and then given these red gloves and invited to help clean up the beach with everyone. Several newspapers were on hand to take pictures of the "foreigners" who were pitching in to help clean up China! Stephen's mom, Nancy, is going over next week to stay and visit and fly home with the kids when they return. Bethany has asked me to please send some snacks and some more money. When I asked her how much money, she told me the amount in Quai. She's already thinking in Chinese!She's going to call in the morning (her time) to find out the score of the Maverick's game while we're watching it here tonight. She said Dirk is in all of the papers there. There are tons of Maverick jersey knock-off's for sale, and they keep seeing people wearing them. She said when they see someone in a Dallas jersey they cheer! Morgan has been doing some modeling for a clothing company over there for the past couple of years. She's been in magazines and catalogs and on billboards. Blonde American kids are what they really want for some reason! Jennifer called the company to tell them that they had two friends visiting, in case they wanted to use them for any photo shoots. The woman told her, "I know! We have already found them!" Someone from their company had seen Bethany and Stephen around town and they were planning to call Jennifer. SO, if Stephen fits the clothes there will be a photo shoot soon (and they will make $$- Bethany likes that part!)
She calls every other day or so, and sometimes everyday. She's having the time of her life! We miss her terribly, but it really feels like she's where she's supposed to be. Thank you for your continued prayer for her and for us. She has stayed healthy and is having a wonderful (and I believe, life-changing) experience. A little less than three weeks to go!
I can do all things through Christ!
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