Sunday, October 4, 2009

I miss the sound of your voice....

Not a day goes by when I don't miss something about Uganda...it hits me in weird ways, not always the same thing...


I miss these huts where my life was changed...

























I miss these tree where villages do community...















I miss the dirt roads of Uganda...and the bumpy bus rides, and talks and tears and laughs....


















I miss these faces!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO full of joy in the middle of desperation that most people can never imagine...


















I miss the sights along the road, as hard as they were to see sometimes....















I haven't blogged much...ok, at all....about my experiences there. They are still a raw wound (in a good way) on my heart. I want to keep these memories just mine for a while...


Monday, September 21, 2009

Just the beginning...

We are back from Africa. My apologies for not blogging while we were there. The internet was spotty, at best, and I didn't want to use too much of it by uploading blog posts (*cough* Amy :) ). I have so much to say, so much that I saw and did, but also so much that I am still processing. However, I thought I'd share this sweet story as a teaser...

If you know my sweet Ava at all, you know she sucks her thumb. And has to have her mamie (blanket) in order to do it. (In fact, when I wash it--which is rare--she cries "HOW am I opposed to suck my sumb????) She has had two mamies since birth. One is "regular" and one is "poppy" (see photo). She never really differentiated between them until recently, when the regular one is preferred. But, if I should have to break down and wash it the poppy one works in a pinch.













So, she loves her mamie and has a very hard time giving them up. While preparing for our trip, I had a huge suitcase in the middle of the living room with donated items; pencils, underwear, toys, etc. Katie Davis lives there with her AMAZING 13 (14 currently) girls that she is adopting. Amy and I decided it would be nice to spoil them, so we divvied up the number of toys needed for her girls, and collected things for them. This said suitcase was in the living room for 4 or so days, open, for the kids to see. They sometimes got upset because I was putting in it some of their toys that they don't play with, and that were still close to brand new. One day, Ava collected her poppy mamie and, as I packed and rearranged the items, placed it on top and said "I want a baby girl in Africa to have my poppy mamie." I was stunned, proud and more stunned. This is like a smoker giving up his last cigarette. She loves these blankets. I explained to her that if I took it that it would be very far away and she would not get it back. She said she knew that, but she has another one, and likes it, and that "a baby girl in Africa doesn't have any poppy mamie's. " For a minute she got sacrifice better than I did.

So, the poppy mamie flew to Africa with us. Neatly folded, it journeyed over three continents, waiting for a sweet baby girl's love.

We went to Katie Davis'. She has 14 of the most beautiful, well-behaved, amazing girls I have ever had the privilege of meeting. Her newest (temporary??) addition, Baby Patricia, captivated my heart from the second we got off the bus. She is nearly a year old, and weight about 6 kilos (~12 pounds). She has the sweetest face ever. EVER. And, she loves Katie, and would NOT let me hold her. Cried for everyone but Katie. As she was gently lulled to sleep in Katie's arms, it struck me that THIS was the baby girl in Africa that should get Ava's poppy mamie. Katie put her down in her little Moses basket and covered her with her current, not-so-soft, polyester blanket. I told Katie the story about Ava and the blanket and asked her if it would be ok to give it to Baby Patricia. OF COURSE, was her response. I went in the quiet house, to the basket in which she quietly slept, and gently covered her with it.















Dan or I (can't remember) put the above photos of Patricia with mamie on Facebook, and the next morning as Ava woke up, Grandma showed them to her. She immediately exclaimed "there's my poppy mamie!! I told my mom to give it to a baby girl in Africa!!!"

Monday, September 7, 2009

FYI....

In case you hadn't heard, I am going to AFRICA tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!! With Amy, and Ben and Dan and some other AMAZING people. We are visiting orphanages, carepoints and an AIDS Hospice. I truly covet your prayers while we are gone. Prayers for: our children (I think everyone on this trip has children), their safety while we are gone; for our team to gel and get along, to be able to have a blast and be real amidst what may be very difficult situations; for our flights to be smooth, and us to meet all our connections with time to spare AND to be able to sleep on the flights. But mostly, for God's will to be done in each of us.

Thank you!! Check back for updates.... Love to you all!!

Monday, August 31, 2009

Where have I been????

It's been a month since I've blogged?? Like everyone else in life, I have been super busy. The biggest thing is our upcoming trip to Uganda, Africa, with Children's HopeChest. Dan and I are going with some amazing people; Greg, Vince, Sam, Ben, Amy, John, and a few folks I don't yet know. We leave in EIGHT (8) DAYS. *PAUSE* sorry, had to catch my breath. I look at my to-do list and just.don't.know.how.I'm.going.to.do.it.

So, what else has been happening?? One of my best girlfriends was in town for 10 days and, as is tradition, she, Sarah and I went to The Cheesecake Factory. We get the same thing everytime, but the conversation is anything but routine. These are girls that I can be totally 100% open with. We laugh, we cry, and talk for hours.










On the 12th, my firstborn turned 5!!!!! HOW is this possible??? We had SUCH a fun day. Amy watched Ava and Gaber and Eli and I had a "mommy-Eli" day. We went to Fountain Square, and had lunch at Potbelly. I surprised him by taking him on a Duck Bus tour of the Ohio River and Covington and Downtown Cincinnati. Click on the link...it's really cool. We then went to my in-laws where I fed 20 people dinner after being gone all day. I know...why do I do it????




I just love this boy!!!







After E's party was over, Amy and I were in full-fledge party planning mode for our Uganda Fundraiser for HopeChest. LET me just tell you: we know how to throw a party. :) In my humble opinion, of course. Brandi and Lindsey both flew in from out of town (Orlando and OKC, respectively), and they made the weekend THAT much better. Amy and I had met Bran in Raleigh back in June, but none of us had met Linds. Of course, we all got along famously. I got strep THE DAY BEFORE THE PARTY, but my md was gracious enough to give me drugs that were strong. So, I went to the party as planned. These girls blogged about it so well that I will just direct you to them. But, I will say that we raised $2500 in one night, selling necklaces, aprons and t-shirts. The most amazing thing, however, was connecting with different women from different walks of life. Women who, when I was sharing my heart for widows and orphans and how I ended up on this journey, wept with me. Many women who I never had met, and may never meet again, but I pray walked away impacted, willing to do something. Read what Amy, Brandi, or Lindsey have to say about our amazing weekend. I absolutely LOVE these girls. I am floored that I get to know them and call them friend.










So, that's a little recap. In the next eight days I have laundry/packing/errands/cleaning/loving-on-my-babies/trying to sleep craziness. I am so beyond thrilled to be so close to embarking on this journey. Check back, the journey is just beginning.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

The Hole in Me?

In the spring, I read a sobering, eye-opening book, "The Hole in Our Gospel", by Richard E. Stearns, the president of World Vision. It is about the church's LACK of response to the many crises going on in our backyard and around the world (AIDS, lack of clean water, children starving and dying of preventable disease, etc). The book really rattled my cage and got me to thinking. This summer, a few wonderful people from our church got together and started a six-week class based on the book. There is no doubt a movement happening around poverty, widows and orphans. The response to our class has further proved that. We had 40 come to the first class, and are now up to almost 60 as we approach our final week. I, being a leader, thought I knew what I was in for. I had read the book, the study guide, etc. I was "prepared". Ha. I have been so blown away by the discussions every week. By my group's vulnerability, honesty, and willingness to do SOMETHING.

This past week, "The Hole in Our Church", was, in summary, about the "church's" wealth, but lack of giving to help these world issues. See below:


The total income of American churchgoers is $5.2 trillion. (That’s more than $5,000 billion.) It would

take just a little over 1 percent of the income of American Christians to lift the poorest 1 billion

people out of extreme poverty. Said another way, American Christians, who make up about 5 percent

of the Church worldwide, control about half of global Christian wealth; a lack of money is not our

problem. (The Hole in Our Gospel, p. 216)



This makes me sad. And sick. WHY aren't we giving? WHY aren't we concerned? Is it that easy to look away????


The following passage is what we journaled about:


“When historians look back in 100 years, what will they write about this nation of 340,000 churches?

What will they say of the Church’s response to the great challenges of our time—AIdS, poverty,

hunger, terrorism, war? Will they say that these authentic Christians rose up courageously and

responded to the tide of human suffering, that they rushed to the front lines to comfort the afflicted

and to douse the flames of hatred? Will they write of an unprecedented outpouring of generosity to

meet the urgent needs of the world’s poor? Will they speak of the moral leadership and compelling

vision of our leaders? Will they write that this, the beginning of the 21st century, was the Church’s

finest hour? or will they look back and see a Church too comfortable, insulated from the pain of the

rest of the world, empty of compassion, and devoid of deeds? Will they write about a people who

stood by and watched while 100 million died of AIdS and 50 million children were orphaned, of

Christians who lived in luxury and self-indulgence while millions died for lack of food and water?

Will schoolchildren read in disgust about a Church that had the wealth to build great sanctuaries but

lacked the will to build schools, hospitals, and clinics? In short, will we be remembered as the Church

with a gaping hole in its gospel?”

—rich Stearns


I would now like to share what I journaled. This is personal, and from the heart. I was weeping as I read and contemplated this.

"This quote makes me physically ache. What WILL my grandchildren read in their textbooks? Did we do something? Did we respond to the greatest humanitarian crisis of our time, or did we simply sit back and change the channel, or go to another web page?

The implications of not responding are severe. 50 MILLION children have been orphaned by AIDS so far. And we do nothing? The reality of what will happen is so grim. In Swaziland, 49% of the population is already infected. The whole country may be gone if we continue to do nothing.

If we choose to act, however, the implications are also sever. We may forever change the course of how "Christians" do things. Perhaps it will no longer be acceptable to spend millions on a new building campaign. Perhaps we will "live to the median" (Francis Chan), to be able to give more away. Perhaps we will more closely resemble the Acts 2 church, providing for eachother in times of want and of plenty. If we choose to change, to go down that road, there is no turning back. I simply don't, any longer, want to be a part of a churh that ignores the obvious. For the sake of 50 MILLION children. For the sake of my children. We have ALL the resources. We have the example, the template. And most importantly, we know the need. If your/my own children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, neighbors, were starving/sick/hurt/abandoned/orphaned you WOULD NOT sit idly by, waiting for someone else to deal with it. We are so far past the point where we can "shoo" this awaay and wait for someone else to deal with it. We need to have the mindset that there is no one else. That the time is now. No, the time was yesterday, last year, five years ago. But that is gone and all we have is now. What will I do?"


Thursday, July 9, 2009

Ballerina

My baby girl started ballet tonight. It was SO fun to watch her. She was totally in her own little world. There were four 2.5-4 year olds, and they were all so cute!! A super fun part of the class is that Sarah Anderson is one of the teachers. That made her love "bawey" even more. Ava, of course, was totally excited about the fact that an entire wall was mirrors. She loves the sight of herself. :)






Monday, June 15, 2009

cute...

As most of you know (and if you don't, sorry, now you do), Dan and I, and our GREAT friends the Savage's are going to Uganda in September with Childrens HopeChest. I am trying to prepare the kids as much as possible for the fact that we are going to be gone for 10 days, etc etc. So, needless to say, we talk about Africa and Uganda ALL the time. Eli and Ava can even find it on the globe.

So, yesterday we were just talking and Eli said (no idea what or what brought it up) "Mommy, I don't want to have another baby in our family." Me: "Ok, Eli. But, how would you feel about adopting a baby from Uganda. One that doesn't have a mommy or daddy and needs love and a home." Eli ponders this for a while. Ava, meanwhile, says: "OH YES Mommy!!! I want to do that!! Will you PLEASE bring me one home with you???" :) Is she a girl after my own heart or what??? If only it were that easy, Sweetheart.