Tuesday, May 20, 2008 

The Beach

Last night, after a very nice dinner out, T and I couldn't figure out what to do. He couldn't think of one thing and I could only think of one thing - the beach. I miss living near the beach. Any time of the year, it's such a great place to go, relax, get lost, go for a walk, read a book, meet your friends, hang out.... there's is nothing like the beach. And there's no beach where I live. I feel lost! Pretty much the only thing I want when I retire is to live near the beach - that is, of course, if I make it to retirement. Without a beach, the stress is just killing me!!

Monday, May 19, 2008 

Do you drink soda?

Poor Kt. That's what they always ask her at the dentist. It's quite sad for a girl who, he entire life, has only had milk or water to drink. She doesn't like any sugary drinks at all, can't eat chewy foods or candy (due to a spacer put in when her tooth was pulled at age 5) and never chews gum. Today we had our 6 month check up and in just 6 short months of using flouride rinses and brushing her teeth at least twice a day she had 3 cavities and a chipped tooth. I guess she takes after her dad.

Em has one cavity in a brand new molar (hadn't even emerged 6 months ago) and they said it appears as though it never formed properly, causing a cavity. Poor thing! I had my first cavity when I was 19. Since then I've had two more and one that was done over again. I don't even ask T how many he has, but I'm starting to wonder!!

Saturday, May 17, 2008 

Help for Burma

In the wake of all that's happened in Burma, it's difficult to know just how to help, if help will be accepted or even get to the right victims. This morning I received an email from a friend who lives in Bangkok about the situation and an inroad. For those interested, I'm posting her email with permission:

Dear friends,

Like many of you, my heart breaks whenever I think about
the tragedy in Burma . Although I am close in proximity, I
feel so helpless as the communist country is so resistant
to outside help. On a positive note, though, I have several
friends who have managed to get visas due to some Burmese
contacts and what they share continues to amaze me.
 A friend of mine told me today that her husband hit 55
roadblocks going from Yangon to the Irrawaddy delta area.
Each stop required a bribe of some sort to pass through,
leaving their once full truck nearly empty by the time it
finally reached its destination. With the monsoon season
upon us, the many survivors living under tarps are not only
hungry, but also wet and weary without hope.
 Another friend said she received some photos taken by her
staff in the Delta, but she was afraid they are too graphic
to send to me. All of the preschools that she helped work
with in the delta after the Asian tsunami have been
destroyed and will need to be rebuilt. Many of her staff
and children have died.
 The military told her Burmese staff on the ground that
there are over 6000 orphans, a staggering number. Amazingly,
the military has asked her partner organization to help.
They will network with local NGO’s on the ground there.
They are already planning seminars on Family Based Orphan
Care, which will help build the capacity of the communities
to take care of the orphans themselves. And, in cases where
there is absolutely no one in the community to care for a
child, then help to establish homes where they can be cared
for within the communities.
 Robert Kaplan, of the New York Times says, “The Burmese
military junta, one of the most morally repulsive in the
world, has allowed in only a trickle of aid supplies.”
Please continue to pray that the desperately needed food
and supplies will be allowed in and be distributed to those
in dire need.
 It is difficult for me to pray for the military regime,
especially when I think of for years their disregard for
their own people. Someone on CNN said yesterday, “The UN
needs to prosecute the junta for crimes against humanity.”
I fully agree. However, “They wander about in darkness…”
They need a supernatural revelation of the light and life
they can have in the gospel of Jesus Christ. So, in
obedience I
pray for their salvation.
 My church here in Thailand has been fortunate to be
partnering with a church that is Burmese. Through them,
and some of my friend’s agencies, we have found some
backpackers and some other “non government” ways to help
bring supplies and food in. Although it might take some
time to reach the people in need, we pray that what we are
able to send does not get confiscated by the military
regime.
 If you would like to be able to help contribute something,
might I suggest you go through an organization called “World
Vision
”? You can give tax-free contributions via their
website which is http://www.worldvision.org/. I know that
there are many other aid groups that are very effective as
well, however, most of them are facing delays in entering
the country. According to my friend, World Vision has been
active in Myanmar for over 40 years and already has over
500 workers on the ground (including my friends!), so, they
are able to meet needs immediately.
 I will close this very long email with a quote I recently
came across from Martin Luther King, Jr., “Our lives
begin to end the day we remain silent on things that
matter.”
 Please do not remain quiet when it comes to the plight of
our brothers and sisters in Burma . We need to keep their
story in people’s minds and prayers. The world needs to
know.
 Thank you,
J

Friday, May 16, 2008 

Impromptu Movie Night

We just had our neighbors over for an impromptu movie night - the girls really want to have them and how could I say no? I mean, they were at their house the entire day today!! Seems like a small price to pay for having some peace and quiet today. Anyway, they decided to watch Swiss Family Robinson. It's hard to believe that movie from years ago can produce such giggles, whooping and hollering, but it did! They chose that after recalling we'd left Pete's Dragon in Savannah. They just don't make movies like they used to!

 

Gasenomics

Ironically, Democrats won the 2006 elections and took control of both the House and the Senate by promising they would reduce gas prices. Yet, with regular gas now selling above $3.67 a gallon, Americans can only longingly remember the average prices of about $2.20 a gallon that Democrats were complaining about in early November 2006. The Democrats’ bigger sin is that they seem to have no understanding of how markets work. ~

John Lott is the author of Freedomnomics and a senior research scientist at the University of Maryland.



More on gasenomics here.

 

If We Were...

So, today/this weekend is pretty beat. Typically, we head to up to Ct for Memorial Day weekend, and this year I was really looking forward to that!! I needed some beach time, a getaway from all the stress around here and just a change of scenery. My mother informed me a few weeks ago that someone else told her they would be coming for MD weekend - I'm not sure how we got left out of the equation, but we just figured instead of that, we'd go up this weekend, since the girls have today off school!

Enter: heart condition, T having to work this weekend, the cost of alternate transportation ridiculously high. Here we are, in Maryland, and I'm just reserving the right to be depressed. I don't want to be here right now, and it's raining, and we have nothing planned anyway. Relax? hardly. There are 100,000 chores that need to be done in this house, so it's anything but relaxing being here. My heart thing has annoyed me for two days now so I'm kind of sitting here, thinking about it and how truly debilitating it is!

If we were in CT, we'd be lounging around, starting to get ready to head up to Einstein's to pick up lunch for my mom. We'd take lunch up to her at school, hang out with her friends, then we'd head off to do something fun, even if it's just hanging out in our second home. We'd wait for everyone to get home, maybe head to the Circle Diner for dinner or maybe even On the Border and Christmas Tree Shop. Then possibly to a movie. We'd be looking forward to a Saturday of Connecticut stuff - maybe hit some tag sales, lunch at Duchess, walk on the beach, Uncle D grilling. It would have been fun.

Instead, I'm here, thinking about my heart, making it worse. Can't do much outside in the rain. Can't even plan another weekend in CT since every weekend from now on is busy - well, except next weekend when we can't go anyway!! I guess I ought to go have something to eat since it's 10:30. I am so not motivated to do anything today. It's just pathetic!

 

Cameroon - The Heart of Africa

Last night, T picked up a man from Yaounde who is visiting and brought him to meet our Cameroon team. This man was no stranger to T, because he'd met him on his trip to Cameroon two years ago. For our kids and most of this year's team, he was instantly a new friend. Kt had the chance to experience a Cameroonian family dinner as she went with T to Peter's relative's home. She tried some food and they ever sent her home with a fish! That child is head over heels in love with the idea of going to Africa even more now.

As I listened to P share with the team his vision, his heart and his love for Cameroon, it brought me back to T's return. The overwhelming feeling was one of amazement at how accepting, hospitable and community oriented Cameroonians are. P had some wonderful advice for the team, each piece of it illustrating how different their culture is from ours. Our team will be taking care of the children of their country team members - about 30 couples. Many families have multiple children and he could not even give them an idea about how many children they would have. This will be the realization of a dream he has had as a leader - the first time wives are able to stand side-by-side with their husbands in this ministry and not stay home with the children. I'm so excited to bless this team in this way, but I realize it will be a huge challenge for this team.

Here are some of the cultural things that stood out to me in his presentation:

~ Our children will love anything you bring them because they are taught to be grateful for everything that is given to them - we are all grateful.

~ You will have to be extra careful to get all the details right on those Bible stories as my daughters often correct me on them.

~ When you greet an elder, you always bow your head as a sign of respect for them.

~ You will be embarrassed by wearing revealing clothing...

~ If you tell someone you have a boyfriend, it's scandalous. Dating means you are having sex... so you only have "friends".

~ No pictures of public buildings. Since 9/11, that is their "security" against terrorists.

~ Women spend hours preparing a meal, and he's quite sure you will never want to leave if you try his wife's cooking. He only had the highest praise for his wife.

There was a lot more, but I think it was an amazing opportunity for this team to really connect with one their hosts. The team will be divided between his house and our church missionary family in Yaounde. The kids program will be at his house! while the couples travel 30 minutes away for their conference. T wanted the team to ask him the questions they wanted to ask... and it was SO difficult for me to keep my mouth shut. I had so many more!

Thursday, May 15, 2008 

Plan B

T just told me we need a plan B for our summer trips. I guess that's the formidable question... at what point do we decide that a trip is not going to happen because we cannot incur debt? Unfortunate, but when you are trying to raise $185,000 for 5 trips and have strict guidelines about how you can raise those funds, I guess you need a plan B. We've never had a plan B before. For me, I've always stuck with plan G - the God plan. But if he says we need a plan B, then we must need it!! Hmph. It would appear that extra heartbeat I've been granted isn't doing me much good.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008 

Ominous Task


What's even more ominous than raising thousands (OK, hundreds of thousands) of dollars for summer missions? More ominous that heart palpitations? More ominous than having your kids home from school on Friday... then for the entire summer? Even more ominous than trying to pull off a silent auction when you've never done one before???

Well, it's cleaning my house. This is currently the International Office of Space, soon to be bedroom to one of our favorite peeps, LB, who is right now finishing up her DTS in Italy. Where will she sleep? I have no idea right now! Better question is, though, where will she put her clothes? The sad thing is that when it comes or organization in this house, I'm showing you a nice corner... sad to say. You. should. see. the. basement. "Nuf said.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008 

My Yoke

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." Matthew 11:28-31
I really cannot begin to describe what a 24 hour Holter Monitor is like for someone who suffers from PVC's, somewhat of an obsessive/compulsive personality and a family history of heart disease that would make even the strongest of men shudder. If ever I've felt insane, it was the last 24 hours for sure. In all honesty, I've felt for almost three weeks like at any point, I might actually die. It's petrifying. No, it's just plain gut wrenching!!

This morning, I went to our last women's Connection group. It was a worship set and a short teaching on the passage above. I almost cried when our pastor's wife put the verse up on the screen because for the past couple of weeks I've had this running through my head, "My yoke is easy and my burden is light." For real. In fact, when she jokingly asked how many of us had used the word "yoke" in the past week, not meaning part of an egg, I almost jumped out of my seat!! I knew instantly that God had given me His word, that He allowed me to go this morning despite hours of monitoring that seemed to be debilitating and night of no rest.

Everything in this verse speaks to me now. Weary, burdened, rest, yoke, easy, light.... I guess sometimes God needs to give us real life lessons so we can really experience His word. He totally has my attention this time!! While anxiety plays a huge role in what's happening, there's a physical aspect of it that I have little or no control over. It's overwhelming, it's debilitating, it's humiliating and it's going to persuade me to turn to the only one who can offer me rest. I'm so glad He's the great physician and that my heart is in His hands.

May God grant you peace from His Word in His Time.

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  • I'm deanna
  • From Columbia, Maryland, United States
  • I am a mom of two beautiful girls, the wife of a computer guru/youth ministry missions worker. I love to vacation, scrapbook and goof around on the computer. I'm hoping to soon do something education related again after staying home from my teaching job since my girls were born.
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