Monday, March 31, 2008

The Worth of a Soul


I love art.  I studied Impressionism at the Musee d'Orsay in high school, haggled over oil paintings in Saigon until shop owners were ready to throw me out (but I got really good deals!), and growing up I would hang out at the St. Louis Museum of Art for relaxation.  I like reading about artists and knowing the full picture behind the canvas: Gaugain's journey to Tahiti-and syphilis, for example, or asking the artist in a bazaar in Rangoon, "Who is she?" when I buy a portrait.  I'm not much of an artist myself, but I appreciate quality, the artist's mind, and a good story. 


I knew we weren't doing much for the new baby's nursery.  Call it third child syndrome.  But I wanted something that represented Africa; something for this child alone that said, "This is my room."  Today, I found it!  Liz Lemon Swindle painted this for Mothers Without Borders (another one of my favorite things, by the way) while in Zambia addressing their AIDS orphan crisis.  This painting, "The Worth of a Soul", sprang from that experience, and profits from its sales go toward Mothers Without Borders.   I'll have to save up a little to get the big canvas size that I want for new baby, but I have a few months, so that shouldn't be a problem.   It speaks exactly what I want new baby to know: He is loved.  He has a Father.  He is worthy.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Ethiopian Orphans and John Piper



"This video was created from footage captured on Carolina Hope Christian Adoption Agency's recent trip to Ethiopia with one of Desiring God's cameramen. Every shot of this particular video was taken at one of orphanages with which we work, an orphanage that is located in a village with 20,000+ known cases of AIDS. It is a profoundly needy area. The video is interspersed with quotations from John Piper's book 'Don't Waste Your Life.' "

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Beach pictures


Sea Lullaby: Rudyard Kipling
Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us
And black are the waters that sparkled so green.

The moon, O'er the combers, looks downward to find us
At rest in the hollows that rustle between.
Where billow meets billow, there soft by the pillow.  Oh, weary wee flipperling, curl at thy ease!
The storm shall not wake thee, no shark shall overtake thee, 
Asleep in the storm of slow-swinging seas.
Notice the progression: J. in the sand with truck.  J. in the tide with truck.  J. running for his life from the tide-abandoning truck.  J. lost his game of chicken with the ocean and lay shivering on the shore.  A day full of life lessons for him!

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Happy Easter!


Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Mid-week Miscellaneous




How unusual (and hectic) to have St. Patrick's Day, Spring Break and Easter all the same week!  Is this how it always is and I'm only noticing it because I have kids now and therefore leprechaun traps to make, eggs to dye and relatives coming to visit grandbabies at the same time?  Needless to say, it has been busy here, but there are no complaints.  We are abundantly blessed.


Jeanne, a girl I grew up with in St. Louis, is in Cambodia now with Partners in Progress (the NGO I worked with off and on for years).  This is her first third world mission, and it has been wonderful communicating with her lately getting re-aquainted (now as adults) and giving her tips to make this mission as successful as possible.  I've told her everything from the best place to get lime juice, how to teach Jesus' resurrection, what price to pay for a cyclo, and what spiritual gems to seek out in the country side and give a big hug to from me!  She has a couple of posts on her blog now about her experiences in Cambodia this past week.  It makes my heart smile to read how well she is doing, and how God is working through her there.  Join me in praying for her and her students.  Check out her blog (linked on my sidebar, marked Jeanne) for more amazing mission details!  


The weather has warmed up, and park play-dates will begin again.  
We've been waiting for a referral from Ethiopia for a week now.  The average wait for a referral from the Philippines is 18-24 months; 36 months for China, and I'm getting antsy after 7 days!!! I think I need to pray for patience! ;)  


My mom made it safely home, and we are looking forward to any other relatives that want to come out and spoil the boys and give Tim and I a night out.  There is always a room for you.  Blessings,

Sunday, March 16, 2008



Happy St. Patrick's Day!


True, I could probably melt my boys down to their molecular level and not glean an ounce of Irish blood between them combined.  But that doesn't change the fact that their mother does have a significant amount of Irish in her, and very few St. Pat's days went by in my youth where leprechaun traps weren't laid out.  So, for the sake of multicultural appreciation and family tradition, we spent the evening making leprechaun traps with the boys.  



Tim was very involved and managed to fabricate some intricate traps complete with rainbows and shamrocks to lure the leprechauns, foamy green hands to catch them, rubber bands to tie them up and tickle the little green men until they reveal the secret location of their gold, and a black pot to store the loot.  

















When the boys wake up they will discover that the wily leprechauns can't be caught even with the best trap but will obnoxiously leave some gold for the boys to enjoy on the way to their preschool St. Patrick's Day party.  


It was a fun evening full of green, shamrocks, funny hats, and creativity.  My mom is in town for a few days, and the boys are enjoying their time with her.  More pics of that later, including our trip to the beach.  Have a great St. Pat's, especially those of you in St. Louis where they know how to celebrate it right!  

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

DAY 1...

OUR DOSSIER LEFT AMERICA TODAY AND IS MAKING ITS WAY TO ETHIOPIA!!!  YAY!!!  WE ARE NOW SIMPLY WAITING FOR THE REFERRAL OF A BABY.  TECHNICALLY,WE ARE WAITING FOR THE CHILD U.S. CUSTOMS AND IMMIGRATION APPROVED US FOR: A BABY OF EITHER GENDER AGED 0-6 MONTHS.  CELEBRATE CHILDREN (OUR AGENCY) CALLED TODAY AND SAID THAT WE ARE THIRD IN LINE WAITING FOR AN INFANT, SO THE WAIT SHOULDN'T BE TOO LONG. IN REALITY, OUR CHILD IS LIKELY ALREADY BORN, SO PLEASE PRAY FOR HIS OR HER WELL-BEING, JOURNEY TO THE ORPHANAGE, HIS OR HER BIRTH FAMILY, AND THE MIRACLE THAT GOD WILL PERFORM BY PLACING THIS AFRICAN CHILD INTO OUR AMERICAN HANDS SO THAT ONE OF HIS SOULS CAN FULFILL THE PURPOSE HE WAS CREATED FOR.  THE COUNTDOWN BEGINS...

Thursday, March 06, 2008

IT'S OUT OF MY HANDS!

FED-EX TOOK OUR COMPLETE DOSSIER TO CARING HANDS COURIER SERVICE TODAY!!!  CARING HANDS HAND CARTS IT AROUND D.C. TO ALL OF ITS NECESSARY STOPS AND THEN SENDS IT BACK TO OUR AGENCY WHO WILL THEN SEND IT TO AFRICA!!!  SO VERY VERY SOON, WE WILL BE "PAPER READY" AS THE ADOPTION SAYING GOES, AND READY FOR A REFERRAL!  YAY!!!  THIS PAPER CHASING PHASE TOOK MUCH LONGER THAN EXPECTED THIS ROUND...MUST BE A VERY SPECIAL BABY ON THE WAY INDEED!

Monday, March 03, 2008

Sharing


I read Mountains Beyond Mountains by Tracy Kidder lately.  It's the biography of Dr. Paul Farmer who is world-renown for his work with TB in Haiti and other extremely poor places.  

His philosophy, and method, for eradicating TB from these hotspots is simple: Share the money from the West, where these diseases are wiped-out, with countries that don't have the money to wipe them out.  He is a master fund raiser and philanthropist finder, and this, plus genuinely loving each patient with the love of Christ, has led to immense success in Haiti.  It says of Haiti in his biography


How could a just God permit great misery?  The Haitian peasants answered with a proverb: 'Bondye konn bay, men li pa konn separe,' in literal translation, 'God gives but doesn't share.'  This meant, as Farmer would later explain it, 'God gives us humans everything we need to flourish, but he's not the one who's supposed to divvy up the loot.   That charge was laid upon us.'   Liberation theologians had a similar answer: 'You want to see where Christ crucified abides today?  Go to where the poor are suffering and fighting back, and that's where He is.'  Liberation theology, with its emphasis on the horrors of poverty and on redressing them in the here and now, its emphasis on service and remediation, seemed to fit the circumstances of Haiti.  And it suited Farmer temperamentally because, for all his scholarship and interest in theories, his strongest impulses were pragmatic.  He would tell me years later, with undeniable accuracy, 'I'm an action kind of guy.'


Tim and I went to a John Clayton apologetics seminar this weekend and listened to highly scientific lectures on Does God Exist?  How Old is the Earth? The Symbiosis of Science and Theology, and finally, Why Does God Allow Evil and Suffering?  You can read about most of these at www.doesgodexist.org.  The simplest lecture was by far the last one.  Why is there evil?  Because there is good.  If there is good, there must be an absence of good, which is evil. Why is there pain?  Because there is pleasure.  When pleasure is no where to be found, there lies pain.  This is logical and true for everything from matter and anti-matter to cookies in the cookie jar.  Any theologian (and most missionaries) have studied this in-depth.  C.S. Lewis covered it in The Problem of Pain, and I actually wrote a final paper in a missiology class titled, "What to say when a non-Christian says, "I don't believe in God because of pain in the world." It's a question that baffles many, but the answer is really simple.  So is the solution: SHARE!

So, since pain, suffering and evil cannot be stopped in a world where there is a living God, isn't it then the Christian's duty to share some of his or her pleasure, health and goodness?  Or joy, empathy, love, food, time or money?  I think Jesus had a word for this: Compassion.  

Veronica Njeri lost two children to malaria.  Kenya

This child is safe because of a $5-7 mosquito net donated by UNICEF

Published: October 9, 2007

We've been inspired lately to share more-more time, more knowledge, more truth, more money, more whatever we've been blessed with.  Afterall, all the food, all the money, all the medicine, all the workers and evangelists the world needs are already here.  They just aren't spread around for everyone to use them.  Before I have the boys load up the truck with one more load of their toys to share with kids that don't have as many-using Goodwill as the go-between-we need to share some too.  We've been convicted lately that sharing isn't a lesson just for children.