Archive for October, 2009

Cardboard Testimonies

October 16, 2009

A few weeks ago, Darla showed this video in our women’s prayer group. I cried the whole time. Then, I came home, downloaded it off youtube and cried again.  Click here to take a look for yourself. My friend Cliff told me I could embed the youtube video on my blog but alas, after much effort there is no such embedding taking place on this blog. So, I guess you’ll just have to click the link. :(

I ask you the same question Darla asked us, “Is there a chance that God isn’t finished writing your testimony?” If only your front side is written, He longs to write the back side for you. Lay your struggles, hurts and heartaches at his feet and be amazed at the story He wants to write.

This was even more meaningful to me when I emailed my sisters to share the video with them. They responded by saying that their church had done something similar and my youngest sister was able to share her cardboard testimony. When I heard this, there were of course, more tears as I once again remembered Gods miraculous healing over her life. Her cardboard read:

“Depressed.” “Found freedom in Christ!”

The words to her now favorite song are “Thank you for loving and setting me free, thank you for giving new life just for me now I thank you. Jesus I thank you. And I thank you, thank you Lord.”

She can truly claim the gift of new life, mercy and  miraculous healing.

God longs to take our deepest burden and turn it into our greatest joy.  Will you let him?

Lily Hats

October 15, 2009

This week’s craft is a little out there but we had fun making them and exploring all the creative ways to play with lily pads.

Lily Pad Hats: Cut a lily pad leaving about 4 inches of stem. Turn one edge up to poke through the stem to make a hat brim. Poke holes in either side of the remaining pad. Thread string through one hole, around the stem and back down through the other hole to tie the hat under the chin. A perfectly waterproof creation!

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Lily pad water play truly is amazing- for all ages. Give it a try!

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My First Haircut

October 14, 2009

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Turkish Festival

October 13, 2009

This weekend we went to a Turkish Festival. It was truly like a ‘little Turkey’ in the middle of the city. There was a bazaar, Turkish food, children’s games and a stage with music and dancing.

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There were many things that made us laugh because they were so very much like Turkey. One was this oh so typical bug/alien costume:

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Another was this picture board of traditional Turkish dress. Turks love pictures and it was fun to see old and young lined up to capture their smile.

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We were caught off guard when N and J’s favorite part of the whole ordeal was watching the Mermaid aka Belly Dancer. They were mesmerized and J even went out on stage for a lesson. After she bravely touched the Mermaid, she mainly just stood there like a deer in headlights while she danced. N wanted to join her but was ‘too shy’ so he just stood with the same dumbstruck look off to the side.

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Go ahead and thank me for sparing you pictures of the Mermaid.

Now, on to the ‘laugh’ portion of this post. After the unsuccessful Mermaid dancing yesterday, N and J must have wanted to redeem themselves when they were watching Dancing with the Stars tonight. Here’s a video of their attempt at the lambada.

Ok. Just kidding. I just figured out that it costs more than I’m willing to pay to upload videos onto my blog. This is no laughing matter! I guess the lambada video will have to wait. Just close your eyes and envision arms flailing, hips gyrating, bodies spinning, colliding and more arms flailing. Now laugh.

 

 

Lake Weekend

October 12, 2009

This weekend we went to my parent’s lake house. Our friends Scott and Abby live overseas and we hosted their friends for the weekend as a way for them to get away from the busyness of their time in the states and just rest with friends. I didn’t take too many pictures but, here’s a picture of some of us going out to eat…

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We also walked in the rain…

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And just spent time enjoying being with Baba…

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Human Trafficking: Knowledge Requires Action.

October 9, 2009

Over the past few years, our eyes have been opened to the injustices that are taking place around the world in the form of human trafficking. Women who think they are leaving their country to earn money to send to their families by working honestly who f ind themselves sold to another human for the purpose of profit through their prostitution. Laborers who sign on with a certain employer who never reduces the debt they owe.  Children as young as 6 or 8 years old who are sold by their parents in areas of extreme poverty to pimps who profit from their innocence. Governments who look the other way in exchange for their own pockets being lined. Financially speaking this is big business- the third largest criminal profit producer in the world.

Our eyes were first opened to these injustices through our time living in Central Asia. We came to learn that we had lived in close proximity to the area in which this was occurring in our own city. Traffickers advertise in newspapers in the ‘stans’ about work in our city. Women would come to work and be sold there before being trafficked into usually Greece or Germany. This was happening right under our noses and we never knew. God began giving us His eyes for these women and began to send us on a trajectory as a family to somehow be a part of “laying a foundation of justice so God’s glory could be revealed”.

We thought that this looked like law school and then working for International Justice Mission, an amazing organization that uses the legal system to put pressure on other countries to enforce their anti-trafficking laws, changing this problem from the top down.

Well, we all know that J is no longer in law school but our passion to advocate for these women has not diminished. This weekend, I went to a volunteer training seminar on how to be involved in eradicating this issue. Modern day abolitionists, they call themselves.

I was surprised to learn how prevalent it also is in the US. In fact, we watched an impactful movie, ‘The Fields of Muhan’, recorded through the eyes of a child sold by her mother into sex slavery. The movie leads you to believe that it is most likely taking place in an asian country only to reveal a glimpse out of the window of her bedroom/jail cell. An American flag, proudly waving in the wind.

A few stats:

“In the 4th quarter of 2007, 30% of all the National Human Trafficking Hotline calls were from Texas.”

“Of the 450,000 children who run away from home each year in America, 90% are lured into the sex industry.”

“The average age of entry into the commercial sex industry in the US is 11 to 14 years of age.”

Areas in which people are trafficked for include: prostitution, exotic dancing, servile marriages, agricultural work, landscape work, domestic servitude, begging/street peddling, restaurant work, construction work, carnival work, hotel housekeeping,  and day labor.

It is overwhelming to know that these things are going on in our own country. But, here are ways that we can make a difference.

       Click here to learn about Defenders USA’s truck stop campaign. Familiarize yourself with warning signs and be aware when going in and out of truck stops.

      Google your city and trafficking to see how you can be involved in your area. In our particular city, the YMCA works to rescue international adults and Catholic Charities rescues international children. They even have a children’s home specifically for international children rescued from trafficking. Can you imagine being a child, possibly sold by your parents and now in another country?

There is even an organization in our city that sets up host families for victims who have been rescued. They are pushed through different organizations during their adjustment phase and the host family is the one relationship that remains constant during this critical time of healing in their lives.

     Host an awareness party this November through International Justice Mission. Click here to learn more about this opportunity to show their new documentary “At the End of Slavery” in your home. This is step one to being involved. You never know how this may stir the heart of someone you invite!

        Go here to the National Human Trafficking Resource Center to familiarize yourself with what types of trafficking you may be exposed to so that you are able to notice irregularities such as video cameras in nail salons that are pointed on the face of the employee as opposed to the room or the customer.

        Or, click here to learn about the FBI’s Innocence Lost Project.

Be inspired. Become an abolitionist.

Thanksgiving Craft

October 8, 2009

Here’s a craft you can make with your kids and take to family for a Thanksgiving gift.

First, paint you child’s hand with tempera paint.

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Use the hand print to make a tree trunk. Next, use their index finger to make leaves and clouds.

Just in case, like me, you didn’t know, red and green paint mixed together with a little drop of black makes brown. Had to look that one up on the internet. I should have just called Uncle J!

I wish I had put, “Thank you for your fingerprints on my life.” But instead I put, “Thank you for my heritage.”

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I love this promise in Exodus that God will show His “mercy and love to a thousand generations of those who love Him and keep His commandments.” Whether you are fortunate enough to benefit from this blessing through your own family’s heritage or whether you are the first generation to experience God’s grace, take a moment to claim this promise over your family!

Stuck!

October 7, 2009
Yeah, I know. I should have been helping him out instead of running to get the camera.

Yeah, I know. I should have been helping him out instead of running to get the camera.

Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes.

October 6, 2009

I went to Wal-Mart tonight. It was late. I needed boxes to ship some rugs. I went earlier today and they said to come back at 8:00PM. I think they meant to say 10:00PM. I walked down every isle of the store while I waited, which was kind of fun. I found the perfect sized boxes and became determined to wait for them. It looked like the person working in that particular area was on break. So, I started asking other stockers in nearby areas. Strike 1- the guy with the 12 inch fro. Really wanted to compliment it but didn’t have the nerve. Srike 2- the ladies stocking the cosmetics area. Really wanted to help me but no commono languageo. Strike 3- my personal favorite. Guy in the dog food section. Very nondescript looking. He had to be my box hero….

Excuse me, I am looking for boxes and was told to come tonight to pick some up.

Do you have any large ones?

Yes.

Can I have a few?

No.

Do think I can have some of those over there?

Yes.

Can you get them for me?

No.

At this point, I’m waiting for him to crack a smile, I mean, this guy is clever!

Do you know who is working over there?

Yes.

Do you think they’re on break and will be back in a few minutes?

No.

Now, I’m clueing in. This guy works nights at Wal-Mart for a reason. He has a severe social anxiety disorder. This conversation is killing him. I feel horrible for asking so many questions. Ok. I’ve got to end this quick.

Well, I really appreciate you helping me.

Yes.

I’ll just go wait over there for someone to come back.

No.

Have a good night!

In the end, I got the perfect boxes! After a conversation that was mostly sign language and motions with the stocker who had been on break, I was able to understand that they would be unpacked in 10 minutes. Sure enough, after I paid and loaded my car, they were in a nice stack waiting for me. Mission accomplished and every part of it was worth it. I laughed so hard I cried when I told J about the awkwardness of trying to graciously end the conversation with Yes No Guy and I haven’t done that in a very long time.

Princess Party

October 5, 2009

N and J went to the best princess party ever. N was a prince, of course. He had looked forward to this party for weeks. Counting down the days, dreaming of what they would do. M’s party was amazing- the decorations, crafts, games- everything! N was spellbound. He didn’t know what to do with himself. He clung to me uncharacteristically and even denied the chance to dance with all the princesses in the ballroom.

Practicing, the week before the party

Practicing, the week before the party

Finally, the big day.

Finally, the big day.

The King in his castle

The King in his castle

A handful of the fair maidens

A handful of the fair maidens

N wanted to dance with the birthday princess but was suddenly too shy when it was time for ‘the ball’. Just before we left, after birthday princess M was already changed out of her dress, N realized he just couldn’t leave without asking her to dance. So, here they were in the middle of the yard. So cute.
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The Last Dance

Happy Birthday, M! We love you!


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