Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Monday, July 29, 2013
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Nearly every Friday, even though I have told them I'm pretty much done, or at least taking a good long break to get our life back in order, I get a phone call from DSHS asking me to consider children, short term, or long term. It's fairly easy to say no when the description of the child goes like this: "He is 12 yrs old and he has this *major issue* and this *major issue* and this other *major issue* has escalated to the point he's had to be removed from his current foster home because of the acting out, but he's a cute little thing." Cute little thing does not negate the danger to my own "cute little things". However, it breaks your heart to hear . . . and all weekend long he's on our mind and we are reminded that Christ died for that one, too and Christ's heart breaks at his story. It's not as easy to say no when the call is about innocent tiny little people caught in the whirl of the destruction of their family at no fault of their own. BUT it is even more crushingly difficult when you find out from a state worker at church that these very children are holed up in a hotel room for the weekend with their social worker because there isn't enough foster homes in the Valley and they are waiting for the paperwork to come through to ship them out of town and away from good family connections. . .ugh!
I had the Duckling all day yesterday. He's spoiled rotten. Won't go to anyone but me except on his terms. He's a heavy thirty pounds when I have to carry on my hip most of the hike! BUT he's thoroughly cute and funny. We enjoyed a lovely easy hike with the church group and a potluck supper. I was blessed.
My sister left Friday for Young Disciple Camp to experience the weekend there with them and then she's off to the Yukon.
We made a LOT of apricot jam Friday. The plums are on now.
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Monday, July 22, 2013
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
That's what I thought.
Who needs a camera when you can have a phone that takes pictures like this!!!
Well, okay, I think the guy behind the phone is a pretty talented photographer . . .
My phone, on the other hand.... Needs more than talent :-(
BOTH James and Missy came to breakfast.
YUP! That's pretty big news around here. EVERY morning is a battle for or against routine - depending on whether you are the parent and older siblings, or if you are one of the twins. I could cry most mornings. I walk on eggshells hoping to get the results I'm looking for. If I push they push back. If I keep my mouth shut and allow them to go with their inclination it only results in them begging for breakfast long after the restaurant has been closed, like 11 AM. It feels like a total sabotage of my efforts at a normal family routine with time for worship and time for meals together and then time to work with them on their reading, or therapy or even fun projects. We have been pretty consistent for the three and half years they have lived here except for when we have been trying a new approach. Summer is harder... there's no bus to catch or school to miss, but that doesn't mean I didn't have a plan for their benefit.
Celebrating today. They came to breakfast after performing their little chores.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
The twins are amazing hikers, by the way. I can remember doing this hike when the girls were younger and it taking 4 or more hours. We did backpack up there, too. One time it hailed huge stones on us. We hid in a cleft of a rock and waited out the storm. We only had awesome sunny weather yesterday.
Friday, July 12, 2013
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Monday, July 8, 2013
|a find on the beach|
|he makes a great dishwasher.|
|of course, you can't capture it.|
|I set up shop on a camp chair . . . I should charge :-)|
|no lack for friends EVER|
|hairdressers generally look like they don't know how to do hair.|
|touring the printing press|
|WE LOVE our Tent Trailer|
|girlies and their braids. I offer other hairstyles. They all want this.|
|Faith is the VICTORY!|
|the opening of the WORD|
Vanessa was accepted into the nursing program. The competition in small colleges is stiff. It's an answer to prayer. She was so excited she nearly blew out our eardrums... then she cried.
Friday, July 5, 2013
We are blessed, so very, very blessed to be here at Light Bearers. We arrived here in Oregon Wednesday evening with our fan dangle tent trailer, my sister and all our kids, minus Christina. We are studying through the book of Acts chapter by chapter, verse by verse and we have been enjoying rich, abundant blessings.
This is a beautiful place for a Campmeeting. The grounds are lovely... The fellowship sweet. There are extra tidbits of niceties such as fruit being served after meetings. There was even a magnificent fireworks display which is likely as good or better than they do on the river at home. The fact that we were sitting directly under the display made it all the more amazing I'm sure. It is quite incredible that they would go to such lengths for us!
Tonight we were treated to a report from Kibidula, Africa by Bill Ross. He and his family work alongside my brother and family. Light Bearers provides books, bibles and literature to their project and to the Bible workers that go out from Kibidula. It's a cool thing to see how we are a part of a big picture. Our regular donations go through our church and on to Kibidula to help pay for the salaries of the local Bible workers trained and hired by Kibidula to spread the Gospel in Tanzania. Light Bearers provides the books ... And this week we were able to tour that very printing press. He did not dwell on it, but We know the sacrifices of Bill and his family as missionaries. Most significant sacrifice of which is being separated from their oldest teenage daughter so she can get an education in Canada as they serve.
There was an interesting video shown of the latest Bible worker graduation class marching and singing. I admit to being totally distracted by the height of the giant my brother tells about. The guy's head must be in the rafters when he walks in a house. Unbelievable!
Bill shared a quote both Steve and I scrambled to record. After contemplating it a moment I realized this quote was on a card given to us for our wedding 20 some years ago by another missionary to Africa, Patty Stapleton. This kind of love spoken of in the quote should not just be for missionaries in foreign fields but those at home, in our families and shared in the communities where we are placed to serve. Here's the quote:
“Love is a plant of heavenly origin, and if we would have it flourish in our hearts, we must cultivate it daily. Mildness, gentleness, long-suffering, not being easily provoked, bearing all things, enduring all things—these are the fruits upon the precious tree of love.” R&H, June 5, 1888
Thursday, July 4, 2013
A Time for Everything
|1||To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:|
|2||a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;|
|3||a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;|
|4||a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;|
|5||a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;|
|6||a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;|
|7||a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;|
|8||a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.|
|9||What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboreth?|
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Monday, July 1, 2013
|Isabelle, Sam, Brianna, Ellie, (Christina), Jonah, Vanssa, Natalie|
|Ellie, Christina, Natalie, Vanessa, Sam, Brianna, Dakota, Isabelle, Jonah, Kenzie|