tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62691883380266504762024-03-04T20:19:39.736-08:00Wilsons to HaitiJoin us for the next year in Haiti! We are truly grateful for the opportunity to step out in faith and serve children and families through running a guesthouse. God has shown Himself to us in amazing ways already. We can only imagine what He will do in the days to come. We'll be sure to share the stories and adventures along the way! The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-17646128429629864892014-09-21T06:58:00.000-07:002014-09-21T06:58:24.158-07:00On being home: Part I<!--StartFragment-->
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So how does it feel to be back?<o:p></o:p></div>
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In the last 35 days, we have moved back from Haiti, moved
into an apartment, unpacked, painted, gone to church, to Fredericksburg to get
Tim’s car, unpacked more, gone to community group, a going a away party, back
to work, to Richmond for 3 nights for Labor day, to Farmville to see Amy,
shopping to set up our apartment, going to appointments, updating insurance,
car stuff, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>phone plans, address changes,
life details, catching up with friends, etc…<o:p></o:p></div>
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So I’m not really sure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>These first few weeks have been very heavy on logistics and light on
processing and feelings. Except for that one day when I cried.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Because why do I get to come and go back to a life of
comfort and ease when so many are seemingly stuck in deplorable conditions?<o:p></o:p></div>
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What is my responsibility to those I’ve met and the needs
I’ve seen?<o:p></o:p></div>
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How do I help meet needs THERE when I am HERE and in a way
that makes sense and is effective? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(while also engaging in life and ministry here
helping to meet needs right where I’m at) For the moment I feel like I’m not
doing a darn thing to help anyone because I’m not there but I’m also not fully
here. Meeting needs was so tangible and outward and here I almost feel like I
need to go find a way to help.<o:p></o:p></div>
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What kind of help and for whom? How do I choose when the
needs seem so overwhelming? <o:p></o:p></div>
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I’m back at a desk with excessive AC , 3 meals a day, plus
snacks, and my own car and money to put gas in it, a comfy bed, a full wardrobe,
education, opportunity, enrichment, pleasure and pretty much anything I want
right at my fingertips. And there are all of the hidden things that just seem
like a given like they just exist everywhere, but actually don’t. 24/7
electricity, hot and cold water that is safe to drink and available in multiple
rooms in every house, safe roads to drive on, enforced laws and overall safety,
etc…<o:p></o:p></div>
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Yet, mothers are still hauling water great distances,
selling items on the street, forced to leave their children in unsafe
conditions and children are enslaved, hungry, isolated and without care, love
and safety day after day after day. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My mind is haunted by these images of orphanages bursting at
the seams around every corner and my heart is heavy with a desire to do
SOMETHING.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Families feel an orphanage is
the only option for their children to be fed, clothed and receive some type of
education. In so many cases, these children are LOVED yet left to the care of
an institution.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They have parents who
would care for them if they could. The issues are so much bigger and deeper than
what they seem.<o:p></o:p></div>
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What am I possibility supposed to do with this information? <o:p></o:p></div>
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I feel this sort of pressure to have these obvious
differences in my life based on all of this. But, what are they? Maybe its
pride wanting me to look better or some outward evidence that I am doing
something to help because what kind of person would just come home and not have
some obvious differences in their life? I know I’m different, but how?<o:p></o:p></div>
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In some ways I think that if I allow myself to settle in and
embrace my life here that it somehow signifies moving on and that somehow that
means forgetting. I’m afraid I’m not doing enough or giving enough or changed
enough. But this is about me and if anything I’ve learned it is SO not about
me. I’m humbled over and over again to shift my focus off of me and ultimately
back to HIM where I can then see clearly again. This is where I can see the
changes He is doing in my heart and as this beautiful and painful process
unfolds, my heart is molded more like His and the natural response to the needs
around me are to love others and help them see Jesus. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My inward view is complicated, full of pressure, desire to please &
perform and for the world to say yes she is different and I want to be like
her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I take my eyes off of me, it is simple, my
view is full of peace, desiring to worship & adore and for the world to say
yes HE is working in her and I want to be like HIM.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-72960639199625744832014-08-25T17:45:00.000-07:002014-08-25T17:45:16.072-07:00What I didn't share yesterdayFollow up to our few minutes of sharing about Haiti at church yesterday. I think being sick, home for just a week and trying to put a year in Haiti in just a few minutes was more challenging than I anticipated. I left feeling like there was so much more I wanted to say to our church family who played such an important role...<div>
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In the few minutes that Tim and I shared at church yesterday about the last year in Haiti, I felt like there was SO much more that we wanted to say and it’s really difficult to put it all into words.</div>
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I don’t want to bombard everyone from all directions about Haiti, but there are a few follow up thoughts that have been going through my mind and more about the heart behind the few things we were able to share.</div>
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First, we didn’t do anything special or out of the ordinary. GOD did. We were going about our newlywed life just figuring out what was next and God put the opportunity to move to Haiti in our path. He gave us the strength to say yes and He provided the sustaining grace to face each day. What seemed impossible one day was HAPPENING by God’s strength and provision the next. It was like a wave that couldn’t be stopped. God was doing the work and He invited us along for the ride. We couldn’t have made it all happen…I know that for sure!</div>
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If someone told us to put all of our possessions in storage and quit our jobs and move to a 3<sup>rd</sup> world country we would have thought that sounded crazy, just like anyone else. But in so many ways God’s will was so evident and more powerful than the craziness of it all. It was one of those situations where it felt crazier to say no even though there was a list of reasons to run in the opposite direction. So if I can, I’d love to challenge you to entertain the crazy ideas! It doesn’t hurt to ask “what if?” It IS scary and at times you will wonder what have I done!? But, the underlying assurance of knowing that God is directing, providing and leading gets you through those really tough moments. Ultimately our faith was strengthened in those times we found ourselves at our end emotionally, spiritually & physically. We found ourselves clinging to the truths of the gospel to sustain us and motivate us to continue on.</div>
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Secondly, we want to express our gratitude for the ways that Redeemer served us from afar. So many of you provided help in various ways from moving, packing, taking care of vehicles, airport transportation, logistics, care packages, painting and unpacking in our new apartment this last week. I could go on and on! We felt encouraged and very much a part of a family. We hope that we can serve others as well as we were served. We look forward to opportunities that God may open for us to serve missionaries overseas or even people in our own neighborhoods. When we felt lonely and isolated, we know there were people we could always reach out to and depend on for help & guidance.</div>
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God provided for us and answered specific prayers through all of you. We learned about the opportunity in July and moved in September last year. It all happened so quickly! What seemed like an impossible amount of money to raise for our financial support to go was quickly provided and even exceeded our goal. What would have been a barrier and even prevented us from going wasn't even a worry. The kindness and generosity of people we know well to people we’ve never even met blew us away. We were challenged in a lot of ways to ask ourselves how WE respond when a need is presented and humbled by how God provided through our brothers and sisters in Christ. </div>
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We loved receiving the thousands of meals that you all packed around Christmas time. We had the privilege of delivering those meals to orphanages and even our neighbors in Port-au-Prince. The craft supplies that were donated were SO much fun to share with children who may not have the opportunity to color, play or enjoy being creative and having fun. With so many needs around us each day, these things were such a blessing to be able to share with others. We are also encouraged to look around our community now that we are back home and look at ways we can serve and meet needs right here. We came face to face with hundreds of orphans and God has burdened our hearts to continue helping in some way. But we also want to serve and care for the least of these in our own city. </div>
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We are grateful to be a part of a community that said YES with us. My prayer is that in whatever God is calling you to do whether its reaching out to a lonely neighbor, moving to a neighborhood out of your comfort zone, traveling overseas, really anything that God puts on your heart that seems crazy, we could encourage you to take the risk, go down the bumpy road, get your hands dirty, ask for help and do whatever it is God has equipped you to do to make an impact for Him. The craziest decision I’ve made so far is moving to Haiti and you know what? It’s the BEST decision I’ve ever made. And just because God opened the door and directed doesn’t mean it was easy! I’d say quite the opposite. We were in lower valleys and higher mountains in the last year, but what we learned above all was that God NEVER left our side. Thank you for going on this journey with us. We look forward to serving with you and seeing how God will continue to challenge us individually and as a church body to take bold steps to serving those around us and encouraging each other along the way. </div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-48694036866569749032014-08-22T17:11:00.002-07:002014-08-22T17:11:37.674-07:00Psalm 4:8 Project...complete!<!--StartFragment-->
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">In July we visited an orphanage where they had
just experienced a fire in the boys’ bedroom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>This orphanage had been brought to our attention as they had pretty much
run out of resources and had very little or no food at times.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We were able to help with this shortage on an
emergency basis through funds given to the Haiti Emergency Food Pantry Food at
AWAA.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOlyWgosuDQ66l2p5ilQi11IAjSJeDeQo0XwYg5Xc5qqNJF8Voyua1th8RaZMlhbiVTaApPT-rpXhW53hFlEuDdvX0FlVyzH5IvmDlPbiUmFhz0NBGnsE9OJZDAGnf-87J1fSdyOog_qE/s1600/IMG_7961.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOlyWgosuDQ66l2p5ilQi11IAjSJeDeQo0XwYg5Xc5qqNJF8Voyua1th8RaZMlhbiVTaApPT-rpXhW53hFlEuDdvX0FlVyzH5IvmDlPbiUmFhz0NBGnsE9OJZDAGnf-87J1fSdyOog_qE/s1600/IMG_7961.jpg" height="150" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">What they did have for beds, which wasn’t
much, had been destroyed. To be honest, the girls’ room really needed some TLC
as well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was no question that I
wanted to somehow help them, but I wasn’t exactly sure how.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes it’s easy to be overwhelmed when
there literally seemed to be a need around every corner.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, I knew that God had brought us to this
orphanage at a time when they had some unique challenges and we hoped that we
could help in some way!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09_Yojcf8JfDnEhmBf-Yv4g5OPVu2sItyW7gK8RoTHFwDpAmPNXNql8Bu_Dptm1eAZj_iPXFu_sRSFSGD1Mplu19vEHMUx1KVAEkRNKYXVL5NT0stIwmwzM6BHPWmTwxq_aRxLqga2nE/s1600/bp2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09_Yojcf8JfDnEhmBf-Yv4g5OPVu2sItyW7gK8RoTHFwDpAmPNXNql8Bu_Dptm1eAZj_iPXFu_sRSFSGD1Mplu19vEHMUx1KVAEkRNKYXVL5NT0stIwmwzM6BHPWmTwxq_aRxLqga2nE/s1600/bp2.JPG" height="200" width="150" /></a><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">The first thing I did was reach out to all of
you to start getting the word out. My mom shared about the needs at my home
church in ND and people started giving!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I knew this was a project that I couldn’t accomplish on my own.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But I also wondered if people would be
interested in helping with a project so far away in an orphanage they had never
even heard of or seen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Silly me!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God knew just what was needed and moved in
people’s hearts to give and so many of you did. What an amazing example of the
Body of Christ coming together to meet a need. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I did rough estimates on bunk beds, paint, supplies, mattresses, sheets and some basic bedroom essentials and to be honest, the
perfect amount of money came in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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it involved pulling over on the side of the road and ordering the beds and coming back one week later to pick them up and delivered. They made all of them by
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We also bought some plastic covering to protect the mattresses and someone
sewed the covers for us and put in a zipper to make them easily removable. We followed behind the truck to make sure we didn't lose anything along the way! On the bumpy road, I thought for sure something was going to come flying at us, but somehow it all stayed put!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Each child got his or her own little basket with some toiletry items and a bath towel and wash cloth. We were able to purchase a couple of fans and everything they need for everyone to have a place to lie down and go to sleep at night!</span></div>
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items to them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They all had such a cute, quiet
curiosity in their eyes and many of them jumped in to help!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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heard about their orphanage and wanted to help.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I also talked with the children for a couple minutes that as they go to
sleep at night that they would be reminded of the safety & comfort we can
know through Jesus.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They asked that I
would share their gratitude with you all and tell everyone THANK YOU for
them!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I asked the orphanage director to
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you all for your kindness and generosity that made this project happen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It all came together really quickly as we
were leaving Haiti.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God worked out a lot
of details so that from the time we heard about the need until the beds and
supplies were delivered was just about ONE month!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m so thankful for the tangible expression
of care and love we could show to these precious children because of your
willingness to help. I want them to know that they are not forgotten and I hope
that this is a reminder to them that they are noticed and matter.</span><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-8115751186472020022014-08-20T18:00:00.001-07:002014-08-20T18:00:45.122-07:00Saying Goodbye <br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">Below is a post from Tim. He wrote it last week, but lets just say blogging hasn't been on the top of my priority list in the midst of a big move and getting settled back in! It really has been an amazing journey together as we spent 11 of our first 15 months of marriage on this adventure together. I'd be lying if I said I didn't have tears in my eyes this morning as we went our separate ways.</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">The time we had together and learning to work through challenges wasn't easy, but I know it has built a foundation for our lives together. Tim was completely on board with moving to Haiti, but it was more "my" thing". It was through my job and a perfect next step to the work I love and have been investing in for many years. It wasn't that he wasn't all for orphan care, adoption and running a guesthouse in another country! But it was an area that he hadn't necessarily delved into as deeply as I had and it was a big step of faith to lead our brand new family of 2 to a third world country. It was amazing to see God open His eyes to the needs of orphans in a new way and experience a new culture, language and way of life. These experiences have taught us so much and grown us individually and as a couple and we are praying that God would show us how to respond and now build our lives together in a way that can best serve others.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsf9Y3hr8cWrrG2yCprRtpsgwokSoX-f3SCvlqWC3-zH_Gt3PFGbTnPxzeaLPn1GbKV3YRAcxa7zgxsnvhhDgpnRGYHopfKxorGVC4-zc_dOGZ7kwDqPv8qWVucJe1tOY40mfGymcoiV4/s1600/IMG_8527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsf9Y3hr8cWrrG2yCprRtpsgwokSoX-f3SCvlqWC3-zH_Gt3PFGbTnPxzeaLPn1GbKV3YRAcxa7zgxsnvhhDgpnRGYHopfKxorGVC4-zc_dOGZ7kwDqPv8qWVucJe1tOY40mfGymcoiV4/s1600/IMG_8527.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">This week we said goodbye to many little friends at an orphanage that Aimee and I have worked with this year in Haiti. Quite frankly I had to hold back tears, as I held and played with some of the most awesome children in Haiti. I thought to myself, “how can it be that this many children are either without moms and dads, or are at least unable to live with the family they do have? As I scanned the numerous children flooding the hallway of the orphanage, I became overwhelmed with sorrow on behalf of these lonely and abandoned children. Some appeared so overwhelmingly desperate for attention, while others played or sat quietly in their own little space. Another child appeared overtly sad about his wait to be with his parents. Still, hope seems so far from him - much like a horizon does to the beach-vacationer, gazing out into the wild blue ocean. As tears ran down the face of this kid, I knew he must think his parents are never coming for him. But soon. Soon, he will be brought into a family that is eagerly awaiting his arrival into their arms.</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">As I sat upon the dirty, sticky, and well-worn floor of the orphanage, I began to think about the seemingly long-wait to be with our adoptive Father, Jesus Christ. Once again my mind began to make the connection between the gospel and earthly family adoption. Often, I must admit, that I simply doubt that my Father loves me as much as He says he does. I find myself questioning the reality that I am an adopted Son. Some days it simply does not feel like I am a part of the family of God. It feels more like I am an orphan sometimes, as if I have been left to my own devices to navigate through the complexities of life. But that is a lie. One of Satan’s many goals is for the Christian to doubt the love of God, to believe they are on their own and without a Father - often leading them to discouragement or perhaps anger. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">In times like these, we (Christians) must remind ourselves that we have been bought with a price. We must counsel ourselves that before the foundations of the world, God knew and purposed that we would be His children. So while it may not feel true sometimes, and in fact life may seem so lonely, complex, and indeed infuriating — God is not unaware. He is coming to the rescue. He will complete the adoption process that He started before he began the world in which we live. It was a very expensive process: It cost Him his only Son, with whom he had spent eternity with in perfect holiness, love, and unity. Very soon, though, the day is coming when He will take his children home with him, capitalizing on the ultimate and cosmic “gotcha” day. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><i>“For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!” The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him.”</i></span></div>
The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-43463595609010674142014-08-11T18:09:00.000-07:002014-08-11T18:09:08.370-07:00Things that make me happy or say huh!?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sometimes I forget that blogging can be light-hearted and not just a place to pour out every thought, feeling and question I have about life. So if you're looking for something deep to mull over and make you question everything you ever believed about life...you better move on because this is a post of "many of the random things I saw in Haiti and took pictures of and other things that made me happy or say huh!?"</div>
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Come on, cooling towel help a guy out.<br />
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Never will this be a good idea to drink on a roasting hot island. Never ever. NO.<br />
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To say my hair looked awesome every single day here is a huuuuuuuuge understatement.<br />
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For sale...for cooling food and drinks. For me?! No sir. ICE BED!<br />
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Dear husband, please guard all the men while I put my swimming suit on here behind this SUPER private rock so that I can swim in that basin to see the pretty waterfall.<br />
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If I could imagine what it felt like to walk on the moon...this.<br />
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Please, just please, tell me how this is possible.<br />
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One time I tried to make fly traps. No flies were trapped.<br />
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A massive care package...actually care SUITCASE. ridiculous and awesome. </div>
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$3.22 for this little hunk of processed cheese food...you don't even get the cool box. no thanks.<br />
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Where better to play your guitar than on the roof for all to enjoy. There was probably a breeze. I'd stand there too.<br />
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I've seen A LOT of tap-taps this year, but NONE as cool as the one we ride in. Meet The Shark.<br />
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Now go with me to the back of the tap tap...want to get out just "tap tap" the tooth brush on the window. Genius I tell you. Give your knuckles a break.<br />
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In other tap tap news, at times I decided to not sit in the back but to cram myself in the middle in the tiny front cab. Why not I say.<br />
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Oh the glorious times we ventured up the mountain and breathed that cool, non dusty air. Mountain fresh for reals, people. Just look at us filling up our lungs.<br />
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And then there was the time that the 3rd pineapple got a bit of an extreme haircut. He was embarrassed a little. The glasses made him stand out less. There, now he fits in with the cool kids. not.<br />
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Come on...tie the herbs together and then poke the cloves into the tiny flaming hot pepper then the sauce will taste like magic gravy. Cooking brilliance right there.<br />
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Oh this guy. I miss him. He's going to be 5 soon. He's the cutest in his #wilsonsWENTtohaiti shirt.<br />
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I'm ashamed to say just how many times we talked to and made up responses from cows. and goats. ands dogs. and pigs. the end. help us.<br />
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No one said there wouldn't be a fish head in that pot. Its not their fault I looked. *silent scream*<br />
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And then the bananas walked down the street.<br />
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How does everyone know whose goat is whose...paint their horns. duh.<br />
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Don't even get me started on how little I exercised here. Lets just say not many and it ended like this.<br />
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I told you not to look out the window at the fast approaching bend on the mountain roads with very steep drops while driving really fast. I warned you.<br />
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Seriously making a run for it. They were so confused. Buddies, its not safe out here. Go home.<br />
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My dream come true. Meet Billy. So dirty. So cute.<br />
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And then we pulled over and took a picture. Because hello.<br />
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Stop. The bird is totally whispering something crazy in that cows ear.<br />
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Gremlin, I feel ya. By the end of the day I feel this way too.<br />
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And the mangos...perfection. But mango upside down cake? Take my spoon away and you'll be sorry.</div>
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No amount of sunscreen kept me safe in this moment. After 100 degrees, I stop caring. I don't regret it at all.<br />
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Guys, I saw this piece of trash. It had the most lovely spatters of paint on it. I went back. Twice. They cut it to pieces. and. I. bought. it. I need help.<br />
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That time at a lodge/hotel/restaurant in the mountains I asked if they made dessert with the strawberries they grew and then they brought me to the kitchen and told me to make one. Ha!<br />
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When they say the World Cup is a big deal here. Believe them and multiply your expectations of "big deal" by about 1,000 and then paint your house your team's colors. Then, you might fit in here.<br />
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So proud of my little traveling circus. tear.<br />
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Oh I wish I understood all the jokes he was telling in French. For 2 hours. Must learn all the languages. now.<br />
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The 2014 Lizard/Pen races. Fascinating, I promise.<br />
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Found me some 'merica.<br />
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Can I just say this didn't work and my dad brought a camping/picnic tent that we slept in all year. love him.<br />
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told you.<br />
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How do they turn the rice this color? And can I please have fresh squeezed juice every day forever and ever?<br />
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Please no spicy in my peanut butter. Thanks.<br />
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Warm. Who says 114 is "warm". Get a grip and stand outside for 5 seconds and then reword your weather forecast.<br />
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Some things are scary like riding in the tap tap on really bad roads and then you see a burning building and just want to get home and hug your blankie.<br />
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I appreciate the honesty.<br />
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My heart flip flopped.<br />
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180 eggs just chillin in my lap on REALLY bumpy roads. One cracked. Of course it did.<br />
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When I say its hot...I mean it. Like oh my word their is sweat running down my leg right now.<br />
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$13 for ice cream. WHY OH WHY DO YOU HATE ME!?<br />
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oh no.<br />
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Discovered completely by accident. Mosquito trap...aka left over cough syrup in a cup. AND THAT THING IS HUGE.<br />
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I'm in a freezer. In a winter coat. With all the ice cream. Yesssssssssss.<br />
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Just let it out, cloud.<br />
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The coffee to sugar ratio is out of this world.<br />
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And just like that, this post is done. I told you your life would not be changed. Have a nice day.The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-13883604316022410962014-08-10T14:09:00.002-07:002014-08-10T14:09:29.216-07:00Strolling Santo Domingo...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibOmNXYeVs5-p6rKBBOf_VYSyhT4rjYwzkN1jCB_VXqutckakeWqa1Zk6TrYomx2G_CqpZwuFYwcEuIsnquOUZwoFeWgS_YxOhtdavVtG4arO8H_LDD6q2pz-Lst4cE8KAu3t4pV8OZMI/s1600/IMG_9001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibOmNXYeVs5-p6rKBBOf_VYSyhT4rjYwzkN1jCB_VXqutckakeWqa1Zk6TrYomx2G_CqpZwuFYwcEuIsnquOUZwoFeWgS_YxOhtdavVtG4arO8H_LDD6q2pz-Lst4cE8KAu3t4pV8OZMI/s1600/IMG_9001.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>When we say we are going to wing it…we mean it. We had been
wanting to visit the Dominican Republic this past year, but somehow we just
never made it happen. And then in true T’Aimee fashion, we realized we had a
window of opportunity and we took it!<br />
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We bought bus tickets and before we knew it,
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We literally went with no plan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thankfully we are both able to function quite
well with this mindset.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are not the
type who need a minute-by-minute itinerary, map and schedule. We actually
really enjoy just seeing what happens. It is safe to say that we would drive the 'other type of traveler” insane. We can pretty much take our backpacks, a loaded Nook, a peanut butter & jelly, a bottle of water and be happy for a good long while.<br />
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We didn’t go to a beach resort like you might think one would do in the DR. We visited an area of Santo Domingo that was geared towards tourists, which was good because that is what we planned to be.</div>
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We literally woke up and figured out each day. We had 3 full days in Santo Domingo. Days 1 & 5 were bus days which were adventurous in their own “driving down the middle of a narrow road around corners towards oncoming trucks” sort of way.<br />
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As we wandered, we saw BEAUTIFUL sites. The colors were amazing everywhere we looked.<br />
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We may have gone back on the last night and ordered it again.<br />
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">We spent one whole day touring the Colonial Zone and enjoyed the sites, freedom to walk around and of course some delicious chocolate & coffee. There are tour guides everywhere and before we knew it, we had one of our very own showing us the highlights. They are sneaky!</span></div>
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On the way home, we stopped at a mall and ate food...in a cone...we had a vague idea of what it was, but I summarize the experience as "confused till the last bite." Cheese, fried plantain cone, sweet plantains inside, sauce and chicken. It was good...I think.<br />
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The last day we went to Three Eyes...amazing caves right beneath the city...crazy!<br />
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We had a lot of great time to talk, process and just enjoy each other’s company. Yes, we do spend every day together, but it was different to get away, out of our element and not be in “work/ministry/routine” mode. It is amazing how you can physically be together for countless days and somehow not make a point to have quality time together.<br />
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We had time to step back and look at this past year in Haiti and think through some of the fears we both have about moving back to the U.S. in just one week. </div>
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Ultimately we know that this year has been a gift in so many ways and we are beyond grateful that we have had this opportunity. What we have learned, seen and experienced will continue to change us and impact our lives in ways we’ll never fully know. </div>
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As we transition home, we feel a weight and responsibility to the question “now what?” So we are praying that God would continue to make His plan clear to us and that we would faithfully serve Him wherever we go.</div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">20.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">In some ways I feel like I'm running through mud in
slow motion racing to the finish line. I want some things to go slowly...others
can hurry themselves right along?! Without naming names...MOSQUITOS, HEAT &
DUST. Did I mention the mosquitoes? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">I think I'm most excited for the transition part to
be over; not necessarily our time here, but the messy part where boxes &
suitcases and my emotions explode everywhere for a while before we find our new
normal.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">Again.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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We got married, set up an apartment, packed up an
apartment and moved here all within 4 months. I think as we unpack again it
will feel like we are back to just having gotten married and setting up again but
with this crazy, wild, adventurous 11-month detour. Even now as we look at
photos from our wedding and honeymoon we look at "those people" and
we know that OF COURSE it’s "us." </div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">When we fly home in 3 weeks, we are not flying home
the same people. I can't even process or get into all the ways I've changed
over these last months. I also realize that time at home didn't pause.
People are a year older, people have gotten married, people have moved, babies
born, jobs changed, challenges faced, life has moved on. Someone said that it will be like first year
of marriage, part 2. This was 1a…we are entering 1b. We know how to be
newlyweds in Haiti; we don’t know what it will be like in the U.S. Everything
we really know and have figured out about marriage is in the context of Haiti
so I know we will have a lot to learn and adjust to individually as well as a
couple as we settle in back home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">Yes, our cars, belongings, winter wardrobe, friends,
church, family, furniture, wedding presents, etc...all await with some level of
familiarity, but I know it will not be the place we left. I get a little
flutter of nerves every once in a while when I think about finding my place
again. Who am I now? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">I feel like I’m going through junior high in some
ways, trying to figure out who I am again and how to relate, what to say, how
to dress, self conscious about this person that even I feel unsure about…a
little awkward at best some days. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">We can't explain what this year has meant to us,
even if we wanted to. It will take us months or even years to see all the ways
we are not who we once were. Changes we won't even realize and at depths we
won’t see for a long time. Some things might not even be visible to us, but
others will notice. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">My view, heart, mind and attitude towards so many
things have changed and to be honest I don’t know how to translate all of that
into life in the U.S. Questions about
poverty, suffering, what it means to truly help those in need, injustice,
hunger, loneliness, …will continue to circle around my mind, I’m sure. Bigger
than these questions, my prayer is that God will move in my heart in such a way
that I don’t wait for perfect answers before I respond. The truth is, many
answers may not be known on this side of heaven. I want to act in response to things
God calls me to and focus my time, energy and resources moving towards the Answer, along side those who need so desperately need to see hope, joy, and strength that can come only from Him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">Basically I don’t want my fears and lack of answers
to paralyze me from reaching out, taking notice, seeing beyond and pointing
people to Him. I’ll make mistakes and create more questions but I know that
drawing near to Him and caring for those He puts in my path will never be the
wrong choices. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidntQS69GGaG4eTgHBNAtkFwALiY8J0lP8JrGvn5RrrdX_04aFkatqkIpCilBept6xC1ce7astDiP774-FTZ53icrYwTu5_Aj2dOhYGY1SlDdzuadRLLoL-zveDchSmZOSkJ5XUIXUaxY/s1600/mountains.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><span style="font-family: Times;">More than anything I want to come home with an
attitude of patience, grace and humility. Not prideful and puffed up by having
done this "great thing”. By God's grace, we took a step of faith and God
moved mountains. He didn't move BECAUSE we did anything great or wonderful. He IS
great and wonderful and has allowed us a front row seat to something so much
bigger than ourselves. He carried and sustained us through the power of the
Holy Spirit and tangibly through the kindness and generosity of friends,
families & strangers. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Can I say a quick p.s.? Ok thanks...there are
people who financially supported us and I have NO idea who they are...how
amazing is that!? Seriously. Strangers. God prompted people I've never even met
to give to us...and they did! We are not the only ones who did something
"crazy" or took a step of faith. It just so happens we were on the receiving
end of it all and in a more visible position than the rest of the people who
played a part. God did all kinds of amazing things to make this year here in
Haiti even possible. It was definitely NOT us. The last time I checked, most
people are not just handing out money to random people to go live on an island
for a year, in a guesthouse to serve and care for those God places on their
path. Only God could have orchestrated these details; to HIM be the glory.</div>
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visit. We are going back. To settle in. To live. To connect and to continue to
grow into the people God wants us to be. That hasn't changed. God is still at
work, no matter where we live.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMCtoozSv5JKvBR4o5p44WFcY4fh3xVdPBVPwseCeIXkQx8SD5YnZt3WEbmDrfQJdPNkYHr5yVdoGpVWkzkFkGKS4sMtwgKrpZWcYhYPAFo0vjfnNAWTbJWPoNDtSsv3lPMBXqSpZU3WM/s1600/road.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMCtoozSv5JKvBR4o5p44WFcY4fh3xVdPBVPwseCeIXkQx8SD5YnZt3WEbmDrfQJdPNkYHr5yVdoGpVWkzkFkGKS4sMtwgKrpZWcYhYPAFo0vjfnNAWTbJWPoNDtSsv3lPMBXqSpZU3WM/s1600/road.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Times;">So while it’s easy to see this year coming to an end as some grand
finish line, it’s actually just another step. Another step in the plans and
purposes God is working out day after day. He has always been at work and will
continue to be whether we are in Haiti or anywhere else. This year has taught me more about who I am,
who God is and what it means to serve Him as a part of the body of Christ.
These are things that don’t come to an end. You don’t stop learning these
lessons. This year the mountaintops were higher and valleys were lower than other
seasons, but God hasn’t budged. He is
our Rock and is the same yesterday, today and forever. So in the midst of my
figuring out; He is in control and just like every day on this the journey,
I’ll continue to look to Him and trust Him to provide & direct. I’ve learned to trust His timing, purpose and
plans at a deeper level than I’ve ever needed to before and I can only imagine
what He has in store as we continue serving Him!</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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So many of these things should have their own post...all the details, observations and emotions that went along with the experience or event. Unfortunately they don't. But, I don't want to just skip over them and not document them in some way! That is why you are about to see a summary of life's recent events in the form of 35 photos from Instagraimee :) Here we go!</div>
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We went to a school graduation. I had no idea how big of a deal it was with the tent, stage, speaker system, new dresses & outfits, dances, singing, program, etc...it was quite the event! The kids were pretty darn adorable! We gathered through our amazing observation skills that this song was about shapes and colors. We don't exactly speak French, which the ENTIRE program was in, so we sat back, enjoyed the cuteness and took it all in. It was so hot that the balloons spontaneously popped at random, keeping us all alert. </div>
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This was one of the sweetest times I've had with the kids all year. Normally I feel bad taking a few aside at a time to do an activity or project, but it really is the only way to be able to do something without it getting a little crazy. So the best I could, I gave 5 or 6 children at a time a place to paint. They were so stinking cute in all their artistic glory. Some had no idea what to do, while others just went right at it and I had to practically pry them away for the next child to come in. It was (mostly) peaceful and a time for them just to be creative in a smaller group. They did such a great job and I loved seeing what they each came up with. </div>
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Friends! Two friends from VA came for a visit. I know their lives are busy and a trip here is more than just a flight or drive to another state. It has meant SO much to Tim and I that several people have gone through the trouble of planning a trip, getting immunizations, flights and all the details arranged to come here and see a glimpse into our lives. Its difficult to put it all into words, so having them here to show them pieces of what we've experienced has been really encouraging and FUN!</div>
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Its been a little breezy lately. Some of my most epically awesome hair days have been here.</div>
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A team also worked hard to gather donations and supplies to set up a full play room at another orphanage. It was a blast! I know that some of the team members' children actually raised money to help purchase the puzzle piece flooring for the room. I love that whole families were involved to make this room a reality. It was encouraging to see how well supported the team was from friends and family at home who were excited to be a part of the project even if they couldn't be here in person. They purchased toys, formula, floor mats and wall stickers, making the room a fun, inviting place for the children to play. It was fun to watch them learning new things right before our eyes. It took some a little while to take it all in, but soon the blocks were everywhere, there was a line for the slide and everyone (including the adults) had fun putting the room to use!<br />
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I joked that this was one of those glamours moments when you realize you're so sweaty and sticky that the foam letters stick to your body. Glad it entertained someone!<br />
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Tim is always so good about taking time with the kids who seem a little quieter or more reserved. They have warmed up to him and with the slightest gesture they run right over for hugs.<br />
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The beautiful sky, views, clouds and sunsets never get old!<br />
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<b>Needs fulfilled:</b><br />
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<li>10 twin sheet sets</li>
<li>Cleaning & painting supplies</li>
<li>A team of 9 people helping clean the room tomorrow! Hopefully we can start painting the girls' room tomorrow too.</li>
<li>We have received the funds to be able to purchase 3 bunk beds & mattresses! (total of 6 beds)</li>
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<b>Praying for...</b><br />
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<li>Funds to be able to buy more beds...15 more bunk beds & mattresses </li>
<li>25 twin sheet sets</li>
<li>People to continue helping with the project</li>
<li>Wisdom for ongoing help & support for the orphanage.</li>
<li>These 35 children to have a safe, clean place to sleep each night and for an opportunity to share the gospel with them!</li>
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I'll know more tomorrow after our first day of work there!</div>
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Thank you everyone for the ways you've jumped in and helped. Please pray that we would be able to fulfill the needs of this project and that we can see it to completion. </div>
The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-54233006052238548522014-07-12T10:22:00.001-07:002014-07-12T10:22:19.791-07:00Psalm 4:8 Project<!--StartFragment-->
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e36c0a; font-family: Chalkduster; font-size: 21px;">Psalm 4:8 Project</span></div>
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<span style="color: #776b25; font-family: Chalkduster; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">In </span><span style="color: #434343; font-family: Chalkduster; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">peace I will both lie down and sleep, for You alone, O LORD,
make me to dwell in safety. –Psalms 4:8<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";"><o:p></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #434343;">Yesterday I learned that the boys’ bedroom at an
orphanage we’ve recently been working with had had a fire the day before.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #434343;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #434343;">They were already short on beds, mattresses
and sheets, but what they did have in the room for these boys was now gone. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #434343;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #434343;">The girls’ room has a few mattresses, but they
could also greatly benefit from some new beds & sheets.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #434343;">Some of the children are sleeping outside currently (which is
not uncommon for this time of year because its so hot, but if they needed to
come inside there are not places for them to sleep)</span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">As I stood there and observed the damage, I thought, wow this is
so sad, what a mess, what can we do, these children need places to rest at
night, where do I begin?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was
overwhelming, but even more so due to the difficult situation this orphanage is
already in. A husband and wife care for the children and do not have funds to pay
nannies or staff to help. Food is limited and the children have few clothes,
shoes and no medical care.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">I stood back and thought about how </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #229e00; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">WIDE</span></b><span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";"> the range of needs
seem, how </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #229e00; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">LONG</span></b><span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";"> this list is, how </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #229e00; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">HIGH</span></b><span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";"> the challenges
seem to pile up and how </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #229e00; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">DEEP</span></b><span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";"> these problems felt.
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #229e00; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">These
words reminded me of something…<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="color: #020f19; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">For
this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on
earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may
strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that
Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being
rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s
holy people, to grasp how </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #229e00; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">WIDE</span></b><span style="color: #020f19; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"> and </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #229e00; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">LONG</span></b><span style="color: #020f19; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"> and </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #229e00; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">HIGH</span></b><span style="color: #020f19; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"> and </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #229e00; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">DEEP</span></b><span style="color: #020f19; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"> is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses
knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. -Ephesians
3-14-19<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #020f19; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">I
want these children to know that there is a Father who loves them and cares
about their needs…even something as simple as a place to lie down and sleep at
night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Each of them matters to Him and I
hope that through this tangible expression of love; they will sense the greater
love of Christ.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #020f19; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">The
depths of my needs have never stopped God from lavishing his love on me and I
cannot help but do something that will show these children HIS great love for
them. Not my love…mine is broken, limited and so fragile. His is perfect,
unending and strong. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #020f19; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Oh how I need this kind of love.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So do they. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">The orphanage is called the Center of Hope & Light of the
Needy and run by Jean Nicolas and his wife. They also run a school on the same
property for 150 children. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">Twenty five children currently live here, but they normally have
35. Due to the limited sleeping arrangements, 10 children have been staying
with other people and coming to the orphanage for meals.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">Funding is very limited and there are many needs, but beds &
food are now their top 2 areas they need help. Thankfully we have been able to help them through the Haiti Food Pantry Fund which has been a huge blessing to them!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">I am still working out details, but God has already provided
some bedding to help the project get started and maybe even some manpower to
begin the cleaning process.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">My current best estimates are below:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-DwICUEth-ZFpua5G6ddyFa1xarB2CGi5vjyfKgnfks27c9Wn7PuAs1knJ_LmYIkv1ibWma4iv1qp0d6Out-8PI5Hx8jK1AKEo0M7eOK7OhXwMosIBV3IVUwXDzre9KekmVnhlO2ms-0/s1600/sleep+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-DwICUEth-ZFpua5G6ddyFa1xarB2CGi5vjyfKgnfks27c9Wn7PuAs1knJ_LmYIkv1ibWma4iv1qp0d6Out-8PI5Hx8jK1AKEo0M7eOK7OhXwMosIBV3IVUwXDzre9KekmVnhlO2ms-0/s1600/sleep+2.JPG" height="200" width="150" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">current sleeping area</td></tr>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">$50…cleaning supplies <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">$150…paint and supplies<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">$3,240…18 bunk beds @ $180 each (I’m working out details on this
and hope I can find a better deal, but its looking like this will be the
approximate cost)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">$3,060.....36 mattresses ($85 each)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">$500...sheets (we have some being donated already, but not sure
how many…36 total needed...do not need to be new)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">I know this is not a small project! But, I know that these
children matter and He has put these things on my heart to share and trust Him
with the rest. He’s already provided 5 people who want to help, some sheets
& a few supplies…off to a good start!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #434343; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">When these 35 children put their heads down each night, I pray
that these truths would surround them and be a sweet lullaby to their souls. But more importantly that they would know love, safety, security & peace in Christ.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQA40IEtNpm2NPVthsV04_xmB_LPRaB-TvI2tUr3IL8cu9Z6EIsR_wFMKvtcc8HFBvspMPL9-ZVG3uvOUpAwqt6m29VtDitGWPzAXlG7Yo3oJ8rMuqgCUuaQaDhQ8sN-kgonhVQcM69Uc/s1600/n3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQA40IEtNpm2NPVthsV04_xmB_LPRaB-TvI2tUr3IL8cu9Z6EIsR_wFMKvtcc8HFBvspMPL9-ZVG3uvOUpAwqt6m29VtDitGWPzAXlG7Yo3oJ8rMuqgCUuaQaDhQ8sN-kgonhVQcM69Uc/s1600/n3.JPG" height="200" width="150" /></a><span style="color: #434343; font-family: Chalkduster; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Chalkduster; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty One who will
save; He will rejoice over you with gladness; He will quiet you by His love; He
will exult over you with loud singing. -Zephaniah 3:17<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #020f19; font-family: Chalkduster; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">When you lie down, you will not be afraid; when
you lie down, your sleep will be sweet. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #020f19; font-family: Chalkduster; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";">-Proverbs 3:24</span><span style="color: #434343; font-family: Chalkduster; mso-bidi-font-family: "Apple Chancery";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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If you would like to help, have ideas or items you’d like to
donate…gently used twin sheets are great! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can email me at <a href="mailto:aimee.wilson@awaa.org">aimee.wilson@awaa.org</a>. Please send any
questions my way as well!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #262626; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;">To
help us move forward with this project, please donate online or by check. To
pay online, </span><a href="https://www.awaa.org/give/general_donation.aspx?us_designation=Isaiah%201:17%20Fund&us_project=Haiti%20Food%20Pantry"><span style="color: #435b85; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;">click here.</span></a><span style="color: #262626; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;"> In the notes section,
include “Psalm 4:8 Project ”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;">If
you would like to mail a check, please send a check made payable to “America
World Adoption” to the address below. Include a note for "Psalm 4:8 Project"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;">America
World Adoption<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;">Attn:
Michelle Reed<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;">6723
Whittier Avenue, Suite 202<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;">McLean,
VA 22101</span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;">All
donations are tax-deductible and a receipt for your donation will be provided
to you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Thank you for considering joining us! We look forward to
updating you as the project progresses. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="color: #262626; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-57069110086478436632014-07-06T17:33:00.000-07:002014-07-06T17:34:01.926-07:00Final 40 Days in Haiti<!--StartFragment-->
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Dear Friends,<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9DXRZ3CR8dW_Ul8pYzU5MqW3Bm1uDd1-GycM6SpRBLtHVrHv_L7vt-3B_tsnGAZBCkbIyMVXmIHLgswqt9jBNkTdPGyW8jjw4RsG8Dg5DcY-LEGKnepGTQ6JJNsRWGuGRaLCjV6lSR7M/s1600/photo+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9DXRZ3CR8dW_Ul8pYzU5MqW3Bm1uDd1-GycM6SpRBLtHVrHv_L7vt-3B_tsnGAZBCkbIyMVXmIHLgswqt9jBNkTdPGyW8jjw4RsG8Dg5DcY-LEGKnepGTQ6JJNsRWGuGRaLCjV6lSR7M/s1600/photo+4.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></span></a>We are filled with emotions as we think about our final 40
days here in Haiti. August 15, 2014 we
will be moving to Arlington, VA and it’s going to be a bittersweet day for
sure! As we finish our time here, we wanted to share more about our experience over
these last 10 months and ask for prayer in some specific areas.<o:p></o:p></div>
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If you have been financially supporting us, thank you! We
would not be here without your kindness and generosity in helping us in this
way. We thank God for you often and are humbled by the
way He has provided for us through each of you. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We desire to be fully here focusing on the work He has for
us in these coming days. As we wrap up our time here and look ahead to details
and plans for moving home, it’s easy to be distracted. We want to finish the
race strong and have the same enthusiasm and passion for our work as we did on
day 1.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In the coming weeks we have a number of things going on…<o:p></o:p></div>
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<ul>
<li>Friends coming to visit from VA.</li>
<li>An adoptive family coming to bring home a little boy and
girl. Praise God that 2 more children will know the love of a family!</li>
<li>A mission team of 6 coming to serve at an orphanage for
children who have special needs and to put together a playroom at another orphanage.</li>
<li>Adoption paperwork & meetings.</li>
<li>Wrapping up details and logistics at the guesthouse.</li>
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We will be busy and look forward to the ways we can care for
others in practical ways while they stay here with us at the guesthouse. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Please pray that our hearts and minds would be fully
engaged, yet able to plan for the logistics of moving home. We are excited
about the work God is doing here and thankfully the work He accomplishes
doesn’t depend on us, but He has allowed us to be a part of the story He is writing.
We know that our time here will impact many areas of our lives in the years to
come. We pray that God would use the work He has done in our lives to draw
people closer to Himself and that He would receive all the glory. We know that apart from Him, none of this
would have been possible. <o:p></o:p></div>
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As we finish up, I was thinking about the ways that
God has been faithful to us. It’s easy to focus on finances, fatigue, failures,
frustrations, etc…but we serve a faithful God who has strengthen and sustained
us in countless ways this year…<o:p></o:p></div>
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Physically<o:p></o:p></div>
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<ul>
<li>Provided financial means- we set a goal and God provided above
and beyond. As it turned out, the amount we actually raised was MUCH closer to
our needs than what we planned. He knew!</li>
<li>Health-Tim & I have stayed healthy this entire year.</li>
<li>We have an apartment to move home to in Arlington…God
provided right when we needed it and has made the logistics work out perfectly.</li>
<li>I am going back to my previous job at AWAA in the China
program.</li>
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Service Opportunities <o:p></o:p></div>
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<ul><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHywRrXiIP0Rsdj1PWtW95FHActkATSTAg-vCJIPJRC4lGFQIo_VzLBWL5OuYuxPE9P2D-VVhNs2YHFH318xLZHJ1fOY_BGDucCWOlg3feN9rpRMcnptwj38hiFhknd3JrZFFd2umgNDM/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHywRrXiIP0Rsdj1PWtW95FHActkATSTAg-vCJIPJRC4lGFQIo_VzLBWL5OuYuxPE9P2D-VVhNs2YHFH318xLZHJ1fOY_BGDucCWOlg3feN9rpRMcnptwj38hiFhknd3JrZFFd2umgNDM/s1600/photo+1.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></span></a>
<li>We came here in order to serve children & adoptive
families. We have been able to do that in many ways!</li>
<li>God has moved in people’s hearts to help in very tangible
ways from the Redeemer food packaging event, gathering art supplies, friends
& family bringing donations & supplies to help with projects.</li>
<li>Mission teams have stayed here with us and we’ve had the
opportunity to care for them as they serve in Haiti.</li>
<li>We have spent many hours with children at various orphanages
and we pray that our time and interaction with them would have been filled with
love from their Heavenly Father and that one day they will know Him.</li>
<li>We have learned about and visited so many mission
organizations and witnessed God’s hand working through others in powerful ways.</li>
<li>Our view of serving children & orphans has broadened
greatly and we pray that we can continue to learn ways to serve children around
the world.</li>
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Emotionally<o:p></o:p></div>
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<ul>
<li>We have connected with a church family here and have enjoyed
weekly fellowship, worship & teaching.</li>
<li>We’ve made friends here and been able to enjoy fun times and
helpful conversations and support from people who understand the unique
challenges of living in Haiti.</li>
<li>Friends & family have come to visit us here. We have
felt so loved and blessed by their encouragement. </li>
<li>Prayers by countless people.</li>
<li>Care packages, texts & people checking in with us. </li>
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Prayer for these 40 days<o:p></o:p></div>
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<ul><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij_-nSniWcMlD2nMEMF-zYHdTuIvEb5F5kkp94Ug8EkMmaR5zZ_bCnqaxKGUBmyUqU5SP4rmE2RyFKJuwCnTTcXyDAfI9t_pWRRrYzaUioWIB6Yz8t4msNov1CKcrWQVnVb4tgl2EHdlg/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij_-nSniWcMlD2nMEMF-zYHdTuIvEb5F5kkp94Ug8EkMmaR5zZ_bCnqaxKGUBmyUqU5SP4rmE2RyFKJuwCnTTcXyDAfI9t_pWRRrYzaUioWIB6Yz8t4msNov1CKcrWQVnVb4tgl2EHdlg/s1600/photo+3.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></span></a>
<li>Focus on tasks & opportunities that God brings our way.</li>
<li>Continue to invest in relationships we’ve built.</li>
<li>Not to wish time away, but to appreciate each day.</li>
<li>For emotional strength as we say goodbye to friends, relationships
and the life we have built here, but especially the children who we have gotten
to know.</li>
<li>Discipline in studying God’s word and seeking Him.</li>
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Prayer for the future<o:p></o:p></div>
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<ul>
<li>Employment opportunities for Tim.</li>
<li>Logistics of an international move.</li>
<li>Wisdom on ways to incorporate all we’ve learned, seen, done
& experienced back into our lives back home.</li>
<li>Direction for ways to be involved in ministry to the
Fatherless in our own neighborhood and around the world.</li>
<li>God’s grace in our marriage as we have been in Haiti for a
majority of the time we’ve been married and we know that another major
transition will come with its own set of challenges.</li>
<li>That
our hearts would be broken for things that matter to God and that we'd see more
and more through His eyes. Also that our hearts would be put back together
stronger and with more focus and passion to do something to help in a way that
honors Him. </li>
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We
have seen God’s provision in so many ways; there are too many to list them all.
As you’ve been a significant part of this journey, we wanted you to see and be
encouraged by the kindness, provision and faithfulness of our amazing
God! Each of you play an important role; we just happen to be the ones
who had the “up front” view and its our great privilege to tell you as our team
all that He has done! We hope that your faith will be strengthened and that you'd join
us in praising God for all that He is doing and will continue to do. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8FQ9-Zpt6L-y67gpI7LqlvHpLiFO3CmKlbp0GxiMvKlmShs29_HJtg7Jfx4AxzwWJ6J-tF33-Z0qX9XFwII39RkxVNNfTFyXubqZuLnFzNRepMuUHiFC-jXH_kKo0Hh_-ZXJqyM9HN7M/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8FQ9-Zpt6L-y67gpI7LqlvHpLiFO3CmKlbp0GxiMvKlmShs29_HJtg7Jfx4AxzwWJ6J-tF33-Z0qX9XFwII39RkxVNNfTFyXubqZuLnFzNRepMuUHiFC-jXH_kKo0Hh_-ZXJqyM9HN7M/s1600/photo+2.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></span></a>Through
all of the ups and downs we've experienced, I couldn't summarize it any better
than this:<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Resting
in the Lord does not depend on external circumstances at all, but on your
relationship to God himself.” –Oswald Chambers<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thank
you for partnering with us over the last 10 months and even now in these last
40 days!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Aimee</div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-20428095363976971362014-06-28T18:19:00.000-07:002014-06-28T18:19:05.475-07:00Orphan Care Is...<!--StartFragment-->
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The complexities of caring for orphans are too many to
number.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The phrase “orphan crisis”
really couldn’t be any more accurate. It’s not an exaggeration.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Simply being an orphan is a crisis yet alone
the circumstances under which these children are left behind by death, bought,
sold, enslaved, abandoned or agonizingly handed over out of desperation by
people who love them. If that isn’t difficult enough, now consider the
conditions they daily survive, the lack of opportunities in their future and
the shear number of children who in someway or another have found themselves in
this category. It can take your breath away.<br />
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When you hear the phrase “care for orphans” we all know its
not simple but on the surface its tempting to think that a few caring adults
could pull some resources together and execute & maintain a level of care
that would be “acceptable”, right? Many people provide children with food, clothing,
shelter, education, discipline, care & nurturing. How difficult could it really
be?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Very.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Let me explain…these are various factors I’ve heard
discussed as plans are brainstormed to care for children in an orphanage. (By
the way, I’m not criticizing anyone who is faced with these questions and
considerations as they manage an orphanage and weigh limited options. Thinking
through these factors helped me see the complexity of it all.)<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Housing</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Current building is rented, have to move out by the end of
the year, no money to buy new land, current property also houses a school that
community children come to as well. The children pay to come to school, which
is a small income for the orphanage. However, the children have stopped paying
to come as their families can no longer afford it. They also must eat while
they are at school depleting the orphanage’s small food budget. But, how do you
tell the neighborhood children to stop coming?
Where will we go when the lease is up and we are forced to move out? We
need a loan, we can’t get a loan. Also, it’s complicated and expensive and
risky. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Where do the children start school in the Fall? When to
register? At the current location with onsite teachers, or near the unknown
temporary place they’ll move before they get to buy the new land or near the
new land so they don’t have to switch part way through the year? Is it cheaper
to pay for teacher’s salaries to teach the 29 children or send them to school
off site? If they go off site then they’ll need more specialized uniforms,
books, shoes, exam fees, food but that will save the amount needed to pay
multiple teachers. Which is more beneficial? When do you decide? The uniform
depends on which school, but we don’t know which school, but you can’t start
school without the uniform. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Food</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5dEsbhunZDTZP-3Kf3A98cnUZ1C_6E3jvhkd_RGtPT8iXeEFm8niGRLY8MiShF5DEdLJ3vdn5lVYa_4GGVX8da0wzpxSAKPbwjtPhKqqy_OscQxlpvVNo78EqQaWcq0XGjENAN_cFiqU/s1600/IMG_3213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5dEsbhunZDTZP-3Kf3A98cnUZ1C_6E3jvhkd_RGtPT8iXeEFm8niGRLY8MiShF5DEdLJ3vdn5lVYa_4GGVX8da0wzpxSAKPbwjtPhKqqy_OscQxlpvVNo78EqQaWcq0XGjENAN_cFiqU/s1600/IMG_3213.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">How much rice do you use each month? Currently rely on
donations & a small outside financial donation. Usually only get rice &
beans donated. Some extra food comes in sporadically. When we have more variety
we use less rice & beans. When we have only rice & beans; we use more
rice and beans. Its different every month. There are eggs from the chickens and
we sell the extra eggs, but the chicken food is expensive. Is it worth it
financially and time wise? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Water</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">3,000 gallons of water is needed each week for washing,
bathing & cooking and often runs out early. A truck delivers this water and
fills the cistern. But, you can’t drink this water and when the kids do, they
get sick. So, 100 jugs of drinking water are purchased each month. The children
don’t understand to just drink it and not play with it and push the button for
fun. They are kids, remember!? What
about the tablets that used to help purify the cistern water? They are gone.
Oh, but there was a chlorine system installed in the tank on the roof. Yes, but
that is broken. Can you get it fixed? The company that installed it is out of
business. But if that were fixed, you’d save money on having to buy drinking
water. Right, but how do we fix it if the company closed? How about an osmosis
system to use the water from the cistern as drinking water and can also sell
water to the neighborhood? Well, that
system costs $3,000-$5000 and takes out ALL the minerals. So, a reverse osmosis
system is better, but not sure how much that costs. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Transportation</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Difficult to estimate. How many times to the doctor? How far
away is it? How far away is the donation
of food being dropped off? How many times to the market? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Charcoal</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Is expensive and not the preferred method for cooking. But,
propane is expensive too and the tanks are empty because there’s no money to
fill them. Actually, there is a piece broken and if they fill them, they will
leak and that will be dangerous. So don’t fill them. But, we could fix them and
save money on charcoal but then again, maybe its too dangerous to have this
much propane so close to the house.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Insurance</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">$10 USD per child per month and still required to pay 75% of
medication costs. Except, if its basic medication and insurance will cover
major things and hospitalization. But, $10 is difficult to sacrifice for each
child monthly, but that’s the point of insurance. But, they could really use
that extra money each month.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Funding</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Current funding comes from multiple sources at different
times throughout the month. Some operate on credit & reimbursement, other
is direct payment. However, when material donations increase, monetary amount
decreases. Average amount per month varies. Bad news is that a major funding
source is ending sooner than later. Most of the teacher & nanny salaries
come from this funding. How will they be paid now?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Security</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Have to have security on site. Only money for one guard who
also helps with other things and has to sleep SOME time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Electricity</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Currently getting from the landlord since the house is
rented, but will be an expense in the future, but don’t know how much to budget
for. City power is unpredictable, generators are expensive and require ongoing
maintenance & fuel, and inverters are also pricey. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Clothing</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Specific clothes are needed for school, but where will they
be going to school? There’s no money to budget for other clothes, so relying on
donations is the only option. What if
they don’t get the correct sizes of clothes & shoes?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Donations</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Are sporadic and vary in type & quantity each month.
Sometimes receive a lot of diapers & formula. They only have 2 little ones
who need this. Do you say this or just let them keep coming in in case you run
low later? Or do you ask if they have other donations they could give instead?
Does this look bad? Will they stop giving diapers & formula? Donations are rarely for supplemental food
like spices, vegetables, fruits & meat.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih5wUnpdFF4-7PN5EnwTvJtQtV5fjIgIfgV3iekUsv8cbSa7UyfPhIO8092jl1klpAsj8wMVnzZ_b_C-dyDyY7s2WLxGWShhDLzoODbUEfg3D-nrieCXHjaF3PATBpxnlVg_KWHqjKP0w/s1600/IMG_6417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih5wUnpdFF4-7PN5EnwTvJtQtV5fjIgIfgV3iekUsv8cbSa7UyfPhIO8092jl1klpAsj8wMVnzZ_b_C-dyDyY7s2WLxGWShhDLzoODbUEfg3D-nrieCXHjaF3PATBpxnlVg_KWHqjKP0w/s1600/IMG_6417.jpg" height="200" width="150" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Sponsor Program</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">How do we do this? How do we maintain it? How much would
sponsors pay? Who will write profiles and update sponsors? Sponsors will want
to see budget information for credibility, but that is difficult to provide.
Well, how much does it take to care for a child each month? It’s hard to say
because donations vary each month and it’s difficult to say an exact budgeted
dollar amount. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">Other Factors</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">In one group of people discussing these matters, we had
different first languages, forms of currency, weights & measures, ideas of
budgeting, expectations for childcare, backgrounds, education level, cultures and
goals. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I know I’m over simplifying on SO many levels, but sometimes
I think as an outsider looking in, its easy to think that the people “here” or
“there” should be doing a “better” job taking care of children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s so easy to have all the answers to fix
the seemingly obvious issues and wonder how children are living in such
difficult circumstances. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Its easy to quickly say...</div>
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<ul>
<li>Why isn’t the money just managed better?</li>
<li>Well if there were just a few more nannies.</li>
<li>Their diets really should have more fresh fruits &
veggies.</li>
<li>Surely they have other clothes, that child had that outfit
on the last 10 times I’ve seen them.</li>
<li>Isn’t there an easier way to do this or that? </li>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzBexgOWM98osMi7QmZicoY1c54BZuAIeCtQa_Y9JYEsJ8Rh23Iqc4rOo47_Nd8A9qzDR9XA75ycwt2BqkPyQV6u_DObHnbOFdorUXyDp_TGZyyv0DzjtGObcZlxE4-xk9eFTC6y_Wh6I/s1600/IMG_2223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzBexgOWM98osMi7QmZicoY1c54BZuAIeCtQa_Y9JYEsJ8Rh23Iqc4rOo47_Nd8A9qzDR9XA75ycwt2BqkPyQV6u_DObHnbOFdorUXyDp_TGZyyv0DzjtGObcZlxE4-xk9eFTC6y_Wh6I/s1600/IMG_2223.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>Well, I’m learning it’s not that easy. Something will have
to be sacrificed to add anything to the picture, but what if there is really
nowhere to pull or adjust resources? What do I expect? Create something out of
thin air?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes I think I do impose
this expectation. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Mind you, I’m operating under a lot of assumptions including
the big one that the people caring for these children are in in for the right
reasons, do care about them and are not misusing resources and funds. I’m not
even going to touch the issues around cases where sadly this is often not the
case. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The details involved in caring for tiny, broken lives will
give you an ulcer. I’m not kidding. Two actually—one in your heart and one in
your gut. This stuff is crazy hard and I’m still very much an outsider looking
in and sometimes I find myself going around in circles feeling overwhelmed
& paralyzed as to how best to care for children who have been through loss,
trauma, abandonment and now are living in less than an ideal situation to help
them through these struggles. Do these questions and factors exhaust you like
they do me? <o:p></o:p></div>
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Imagine what it feels like for the person responsible for
keeping all of these children fed & safe every day in a country where daily
life is a major struggle on so many levels from poverty, safety, government
unrest, incredible heat, inconsistent electricity, unsafe water, crime, few
jobs, inadequate medical care, family crisis…the list goes on and on and ON.
Basic daily survival is about as far as you get most days let alone improving,
nurturing, changing, reevaluating, etc…these are lofty goals in a place where
its difficult to simply survive. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">n the midst of all of these factors & details, there
are children. Precious lives who the Creator formed in the secret places of
their mothers’ wombs. We are talking SOULS whose lives have mattered and WILL
matter for ALL of eternity. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I feel like a deer in headlights and I don’t have a house
full of children looking at me when they are hungry, sad, frustrated, lonely,
missing mommy, hurt, angry, misbehaving and in need. I cannot imagine the
weight of the responsibility if I did. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I’m the first to say I have A LOT to learn, but one thing I’m
confident of is that all of this is tremendously complicated. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Its easy for “us” to impose our standards of care, nutrition,
cleanliness, child rearing, nurturing & education because we are using
“OUR” cultural & financial framework as a reference. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I’m not saying we shouldn’t hope for and desire the best in
all these areas of need for each and every child, but when our energy goes to criticism and critiques, I think its easy to lose sight of the
fact that we are dealing with deep rooted, complicated matters far more involved than we as humans can
contain, manage, critique, change and improve to meet a certain standard. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are operating in a broken world where there
are not easy answers. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I hope & pray that I can shift my focus from looking at
all that seems “wrong” and look at true needs versus a matter of cultural & individual preference within my personal framework and focus my time and attention on supporting
the people who are working hard every day to make sense of the chaos. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maybe they need help making a plan,
prioritizing needs, researching options or a shoulder to cry on. <o:p></o:p></div>
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To be honest, I think it would be easy to give up. I need to
remind myself that as I swoop in and out here and there to visit, play or help
a day here and there, these people are there for the long haul day in and day
out and I have no idea what it would be like to be in their shoes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is so much more than an easy fix here or
there that is truly going to benefit the children who desperately need so much.
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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This may sound like I’m giving up because it’s too difficult
and complicated. Definitely not! If anything I’m even more motivated to find
ways that make sense culturally, financially, physically and will have the most
significant level of impact for the long term benefit of the children. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m not going to waste energy on being distracted
by personal preference of things that may not matter long term. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI35kIqZAlr6OSKQ-yir8LRQ2763BCHvG3D6FMfYHUM-LYcMhCRKX4I1kgR7qksOtNhE9aE7X_TsdT0bSC5fO-c1E_e3DICiWKGy15c69Xu08b7cXAj4mBd7LX61EXu6Jqhbb7Lv150AE/s1600/IMG_6827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI35kIqZAlr6OSKQ-yir8LRQ2763BCHvG3D6FMfYHUM-LYcMhCRKX4I1kgR7qksOtNhE9aE7X_TsdT0bSC5fO-c1E_e3DICiWKGy15c69Xu08b7cXAj4mBd7LX61EXu6Jqhbb7Lv150AE/s1600/IMG_6827.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>I’m in no way giving myself a free pass from speaking up about
issues, concerns, problems, care, safety, health and overall well-being of
children. I’m simply asking myself to reevaluate what DOES really matter and ask
how easy of a fix is this or that idea? Is it something that will change only
the surface and leave a broken system underneath? Chances are it’s NOT as easy
as it looks and may not be where time, energy & resources are best invested
on a particular day. And truly, it’s day-by-day. <o:p></o:p></div>
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There is so much I don’t know, but I do know I want the
BEST for these children and I believe that this happens most effectively within
the context of a loving family. The reality of that is sadly not an option for
thousands of children, further reinforcing our desperate need to look to the ultimate
care, guidance, wisdom and provision from our Heavenly Father to show us what
really matters to Him. My limited human view points me to quick criticism &
quick fixes. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We do not have time to waste on personal preferences,
critiques, surface-level remedies that give the appearance of meeting a certain
standard and then assuming the child is better off. There are too many children (souls) longing to feel deeply cared for,
cherished, valued and important for us to be distracted by the temptation to provide a quick fix and walk away. One that gives us the gratification of seeing an immediate change
that meets a standard that feels more acceptable to us, possibly causing us to
miss an opportunity to really help & invest in a meaningful way. </div>
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I'm not saying ignore the basic needs or diminishing their importance. Or that I have any answers. But, I think it is important that we decide how & where to focus our energy in such a way that basic needs can be met in a sustainable way without our personal preferences being the driving force for how things "should" be done. Also, understanding that even the most simple things can be really challenging.<o:p></o:p></div>
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All this to say…</div>
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<li>Orphan care is complicated.</li>
<li>Orphan care is easy to over simplify.</li>
<li>Orphan care is a long-term commitment.</li>
<li>Orphan care is not about me and my <i>brilliant</i> ideas.</li>
<li>Orphan care is deep, multi-leveled issues that require time
& education to be able to help effectively across cultural, language and
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<li>Orphan care is fighting for sustainable resources to meet
daily needs, but doesn’t end there.</li>
<li>Orphan care is beyond what human hands can coordinate.</li>
<li>Orphan care is actually caring for little lives who have the
potential to be restored, Christ-following, loving people whose lives can be a
picture of redemption to a broken world around them.</li>
<li>Orphan care forces me to look outside myself to the Perfect
Father who loves me so well and adopted me as His own. He cares for my
individual needs, heals my brokenness and daily meets my physical needs. I look
to His example and plead for wisdom to know how He would best use me to be a
part of His plan to care for children who so need to know the love of a Father.
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-91576848386178887852014-06-17T15:45:00.002-07:002014-06-17T15:45:42.130-07:00Making Sense of the Blur<!--StartFragment-->
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So many good intentions to
blog; so little brainpower to do it. Time is getting away from me. It felt like our first few months here were
some bizarre time warp which is probably quite common for someone who feels like
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">Helllooooo, welcome to your
newwwwww liiiiiiffffffeeeeeeeeee. Eaaaaccccchhhhhhhhh daaaayyyyyyyy willlll
feeeeel like 5 days and you’lllllll be readddddyyyyyy for bedddd at
6:455555555555pm....</span></i></div>
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And then I blinked and all of
the sudden we’ve been here 9 months. Excuse me, can someone tell me how that
happened? Time warps. They’ll get ya every time. Many days life feels like this:<br />
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life here, but we have a “routine” (I use the word loosely) and we have adapted
to a level of functioning that gets us through most days with some level of
success. And by success, I mean avoiding major catastrophes, head on collisions, remembering to eat and surviving dust clouds and drinking enough water to counteract the profuse sweating.</div>
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Somewhere along the line, time has found a way of marching on and
picked up to a steady jog with moments of sprinting and moments of falling on
our faces. Keeps us humble.<br />
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To summarize the blur…(fyi...blurs are not in perfect chronological order...)</div>
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hours on one trip and a couple hours south on another trip to visit various
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adoption paperwork, coordinate with orphanages, assist with food distribution
through a fund that has been set up with AWAA, oversee daily happenings at the
guesthouse, spend time with children at orphanages and connect with other
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for our church retreat, said goodbye to our missionary neighbors who moved back
to TN, attended a women’s retreat, celebrated our 1 year anniversary, I
attended a pottery class, got away to the mountains for a weekend and celebrated
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it all, we made the gut-wrenching decision to move back to the U.S. after our 1-year
commitment is up in August/Sept. Most
difficult decision I’ve ever made on many levels. Not stopping too long on this thought or I'll waste much needed hydration on tears...and moving on.</div>
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haven’t had the energy to blog. Some days I feel like an overcooked spaghetti
noodle. My physical energy is zapped, my
emotions are raw and I don’t take the time to focus what energy I do have on
organizing my thoughts in a way that make any sense even to me, yet alone you
in the blog-o-sphere. So in some ways, be glad this mess hasn't hit your screen.<br />
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Through it all, I can say
that I’ve continued to see God work in many ways from small details on a daily
basis to major life decisions where we cried out to Him for wisdom. <br />
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Friends & family have sacrificed to bless us through visiting us here, orphans have become sons & daughters, people’s
lives transformed as they step out and serve, tough topics of faith discussed with our Haitian friends, people have given everything from diapers to art supplies to bless the children we've come to love, protection from sickness and God’s
continued provision for our physical, financial and spiritual needs. <br />
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God’s hand is evident and in the storm of
changes & emotions, He is our constant rock-- the foundation upon which we
will continue to build our lives.<br />
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He is the one we will cling to as we trust His plan for our remaining time here and the days to come as we transition back home. Until then, I am choosing to be ALL here soaking up every sweaty, crazy, amazing minute knowing its all been a gift and I don't want to miss any part of this amazing story He's writing...<br />
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-76957984773969773322014-05-11T13:21:00.000-07:002014-05-11T13:28:11.106-07:00A Rainy Day Adventure <!--StartFragment-->
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">The bar has officially been
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaL38-MkweUNaRCfpenQ-rKtUhjNDBnqMKeM5rtMxDbcEMcEz2OsL2JhyS_gHXBEB4L4-ZfnhxzfSPG9AzzGZ-caQZ4fDdRBuxCMCkfdBEom6uBKgV081eZyOV-M3R-o2Q1AxfiC3wSKM/s1600/tables.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaL38-MkweUNaRCfpenQ-rKtUhjNDBnqMKeM5rtMxDbcEMcEz2OsL2JhyS_gHXBEB4L4-ZfnhxzfSPG9AzzGZ-caQZ4fDdRBuxCMCkfdBEom6uBKgV081eZyOV-M3R-o2Q1AxfiC3wSKM/s1600/tables.jpg" height="200" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">What was adventurous before
is now regular, daily life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I see the
whirlwind of activity around me as we drive around, but it doesn’t register a
lot of times anymore. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A special thank
you to my 5 senses and that certain part of the brain for helping a girl out
and screening the extras out for me or I’d be hiding in a corner somewhere
completely overloaded trying to sort through sights, sounds, smells and tastes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">“Normal” scenes around me
don’t put up an alert anymore in my mind. That is until new guests arrive and I
see their eyes become the size of saucers while being tossed about and I’m
reminded that most are not used to a drive down the street involving…</span></div>
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<ul><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwE372ysdPXcvEVWKMrN5qpWifDfi86Hf6lFFc2azLW9DhFcsIBNYHp7wyx8f9pBkXfczhbaP2rWdWdYGfQCsDzX-DgatyAHzdljOX2uUVtmEHtVic3j_mfioUNjRcrEmQ5jqpZpO4vE/s1600/IMG_0163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwE372ysdPXcvEVWKMrN5qpWifDfi86Hf6lFFc2azLW9DhFcsIBNYHp7wyx8f9pBkXfczhbaP2rWdWdYGfQCsDzX-DgatyAHzdljOX2uUVtmEHtVic3j_mfioUNjRcrEmQ5jqpZpO4vE/s1600/IMG_0163.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Goats, cows, horses,
chickens, pigs wandering freely</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Roads you drove on yesterday suddenly
disappearing today</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Large piles of rocks in the
middle of the road</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Massive loads of various
cargo on a person’s head</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Several adults on a moto with
huge bags, animals, sharp tools, eggs, water, chunks of ice…</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Community water pumps for
drinking, washing, laundry, car wash or to fill a bucket and haul home</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Markets in the streets,
consequently creating large crowds of people shopping in the streets while
traffic flies by.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Few traffic signs</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Narrow mountain roads with
previously mentioned markets in the roads, sudden twist and turns, amazing
views, terrifying drop offs…guard rails? Not so much.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Vehicles splashed with a
rainbow of paint colors depicting Bible scenes, sports figures & movie
stars.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Pot holes the size of baby
elephants</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Buses coming at you in your
lane and honking…wait…are you not the one in MY lane?!?</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Objects like mattresses,
produce, metal rebar balancing precariously on the top of a tap tap</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">People napping in wheel
barrels</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Large vehicles squeezing
through the tiniest passage ways…on the wrong side of the road…backwards.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"> </span></li>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">The fact is simple. There is
A LOT to see out there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And just face
it; my commute is way more exciting than yours. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Because this all describes an
average day; it takes a lot to qualify as an adventure in my book these days.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Last Tuesday raised the
bar…or maybe the bar floated away in the road that turned into a river while we
sat in a tap tap in the middle of it all.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The experience scored a 10/10 on the “am I dreaming?” scale.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiazgfJe4pPKEFwL0IweZHJCXtPuwW5SqQCmHbtO6W9C0WHOBXlH63LC4kzWyKHEfFEAqyPj6BzmbTO9z4s5WcH5u4z17ZpCl1HShobluaFScn75QxLrapfSWzzbajU6jtB3W1TEBrZy3Y/s1600/IMG_5657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiazgfJe4pPKEFwL0IweZHJCXtPuwW5SqQCmHbtO6W9C0WHOBXlH63LC4kzWyKHEfFEAqyPj6BzmbTO9z4s5WcH5u4z17ZpCl1HShobluaFScn75QxLrapfSWzzbajU6jtB3W1TEBrZy3Y/s1600/IMG_5657.jpg" height="200" width="150" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">The day started out like any
other.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My mom, our guests, translator,
driver, Tim & I set out for the day at about 9 am.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We were headed to a hotel to swim and hang
out for the day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was beautiful. The
sun was shining, the views were lovely, the air cooler, the children loved the
water and giggled, splashed and jumped in the pool until every ounce of energy
was spent.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Around 3:00 we noticed a
cloud coming in…to which I replied “oh, it hardly ever rains during the day; I’m sure its fine.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We packed up and piled
back in the tap tap for the trip down the mountain back to the guesthouse.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Soon, we felt a few raindrops
and the temperature was cooling down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No
big deal, we had a tap tap with a window, rather than a screen so the rain
couldn’t get at us too badly and it was only sprinkling. Carry on.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Before too long, the
sprinkling turned into a full on rain, then a down pour, then dumping buckets,
then a full on frog strangler, as my dad would call it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9nRdmjkxBgoab28Pl9Q5f4fouZoptxlqlYIRrh2QNsCsJnc0Adq67hfhpFZTAIFQrzg_mX8CyZffBoIbGPK19u64uCMaMRRtDEa6PTFe34-fZeckv4obu7p-gaiADwTOAgVngMnXHMvA/s1600/IMG_8750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9nRdmjkxBgoab28Pl9Q5f4fouZoptxlqlYIRrh2QNsCsJnc0Adq67hfhpFZTAIFQrzg_mX8CyZffBoIbGPK19u64uCMaMRRtDEa6PTFe34-fZeckv4obu7p-gaiADwTOAgVngMnXHMvA/s1600/IMG_8750.JPG" height="149" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">The faster the rain came
down, the slower the traffic moved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
wasn’t long before the traffic was stopped and we were measuring progress in
yards per hour, rather than miles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggmVUW5VrbdPXer3RiKAFS9-8Q63GhGRfAOZBt8PTIjribFS-uUq0x4LyhqD3Oz5D3lqcohTObPROnLf7WQkmv9HbMzLPPp-2jde3o7dsvDW4qmUlgedoR9nr0qj46jEzn73-i41k4d2Q/s1600/IMG_8811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggmVUW5VrbdPXer3RiKAFS9-8Q63GhGRfAOZBt8PTIjribFS-uUq0x4LyhqD3Oz5D3lqcohTObPROnLf7WQkmv9HbMzLPPp-2jde3o7dsvDW4qmUlgedoR9nr0qj46jEzn73-i41k4d2Q/s1600/IMG_8811.jpg" height="200" width="149" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Sitting was ok though because
it seemed that the alternative could have quickly turned to floating and that
would have been bad because I forgot my life jacket and oars.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So we sat and watched the water rush by and
the people run for cover and the water rush down the road, side walks, drainage
ditches, off roof tops, and well…everywhere.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">We tried one road…no luck
getting through. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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blocked too.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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road, now farther back in the long line. We were going nowhere fast.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">The group in the tap tap was
taking it surprisingly well. We all pointed out the amazing clouds, where the
water was deepest, alternate methods of getting home and surrendered to the
fact that there was absolutely nothing we could do about our current
situation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Now the bulleted list of
normal day sights (listed above) was happening around us but with a rainy
season twist. Adventure worthy, I do believe. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">We reminisced about that one
time it took 1.5 hours to get home and how loooong that was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuTzkHTo_zpOZ-b0HOuHGgQgM3Y7YkX4eC386BFVs2OwHSB2rP0Unf74XxcTLTZAzP4A8LdY2mcoBT-rIsVCZTggG6gdWg1eaXOCOM0J_-DoooB8B-uGF6OeFge2VAJNqd0gA0bCv6tg/s1600/IMG_5649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuTzkHTo_zpOZ-b0HOuHGgQgM3Y7YkX4eC386BFVs2OwHSB2rP0Unf74XxcTLTZAzP4A8LdY2mcoBT-rIsVCZTggG6gdWg1eaXOCOM0J_-DoooB8B-uGF6OeFge2VAJNqd0gA0bCv6tg/s1600/IMG_5649.jpg" height="200" width="150" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">We played “would you rather”
and asked questions like would you rather drink a gallon of bean sauce or soak
in a tub of hot sauce?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Or, would you
rather run 2 hours in the blazing heat or sit in a tap tap for 8 hours in the
rain? Becoming a little crazy? I believe so.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Stories were told, favorite
ice cream flavors discussed, beach towels shared and wrapped around to protect
from some rain and then we realized…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">It’s getting dark soon. How
long do we continue on?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Or in our case,
NOT continue on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Hours before we joked about
who would sleep where in the tap tap, how much trail mix we’d get every 4 hours,
diapers remaining and who would stay awake for the night. What was a story a
few hours ago was looking more like a feasible emergency survival plan for the
night.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">We had been either sitting
completely still or moving very little for many hours. When we did move, it was
simply circling around to where we had been previously and had made very little
progress away from our original location or towards home. We sere stuck in
limbo rainy traffic jam land and feeling trapped.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1KPoFNO1dP_7kMThHA_r97Z98wvFpekAaNr8xz52PxINd43F5BCfSbpml5e5slE_Rb_WEccxGF-Ooy6pmqUcZasrtF24qXeiq0wYcpoS8-zZxvwnTgkUiYq0lqSRvX_aaKqKTiEiUuc/s1600/IMG_8776.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1KPoFNO1dP_7kMThHA_r97Z98wvFpekAaNr8xz52PxINd43F5BCfSbpml5e5slE_Rb_WEccxGF-Ooy6pmqUcZasrtF24qXeiq0wYcpoS8-zZxvwnTgkUiYq0lqSRvX_aaKqKTiEiUuc/s1600/IMG_8776.jpg" height="200" width="149" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Did I mention the exhaust? It
was nauseating. The trucks around us tooted their stinky fumes at us without
shame and we had no where to go to escape…just breath the stink and keep
waiting. Dancing that line between keeping your breaths shallow enough to
minimize the long-term negative effects of unfiltered black fumes, yet getting
enough air to keep from passing out.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Soon the wooden bench was
starting to meld with our tailbones, the metal back rest was leaving a dent in
our spines, the giggling began to diminish, we were damp, chilly and not
getting any where.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bXyNQoc1LW-36qFY4dNzX74PpFy2CYsM_tAYnpfiODvJDeueiMs1LySQHHSn2PUHOcB2lG4wMpjecS8Wffj_quWEaJtJWpuJJj2RUejh-UqM2G_rnh-7l3QN9GML_2eQHLwSfD-PcOg/s1600/IMG_8768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bXyNQoc1LW-36qFY4dNzX74PpFy2CYsM_tAYnpfiODvJDeueiMs1LySQHHSn2PUHOcB2lG4wMpjecS8Wffj_quWEaJtJWpuJJj2RUejh-UqM2G_rnh-7l3QN9GML_2eQHLwSfD-PcOg/s1600/IMG_8768.jpg" height="200" width="149" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">In reality we were probably 4
miles from home, but it could have been 400 at the rate we were going.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was time to make a decision.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Option A: Keep circling
around in the fume ridden, flooded streets, sitting on a wooden plank and enter
into darkness with no way to know when we’d get home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Oh gee…can we please do this?
All night!?!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPeHdLLq0O6IGrFFDNiXwCI1mnVI7REGEoWKARnBlueB87ZcxoUFR18tyDwN6pllQUQ4ypminSdb2Jo1SgEsdtImY7b1RZPZFO5yp6RBnbzrwBFdtvxrq0iT4LYCMKarrxURaUScHM_s/s1600/IMG_8770.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPeHdLLq0O6IGrFFDNiXwCI1mnVI7REGEoWKARnBlueB87ZcxoUFR18tyDwN6pllQUQ4ypminSdb2Jo1SgEsdtImY7b1RZPZFO5yp6RBnbzrwBFdtvxrq0iT4LYCMKarrxURaUScHM_s/s1600/IMG_8770.jpg" height="200" width="149" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Option B:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Circle back AGAIN towards where we had come
from at 3 pm and look for a hotel. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Not ideal considering I have
nothing with me for the night except a swimming suit, dead phone, a bag of
mangos and hand sanitizer. But, could there be a hot shower!?!??! Done deal.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Despite the drawbacks of
option b, it quickly became the preferred option.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We soon found ourselves at a hotel in
Petionville.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So close to home…yet so far
away. A turn we did not expect to take when we left the pool nearly 5 hours
earlier. Yes, 5 hours.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlEV8OaHGkQazRzRYVaBmi3jLe7IRcMGHysShC3_NICT9Bx_CLi5AGtypTCWvvPrVb0qJ-8UqtoOmRzsxWLh3IrG76SOzpKqcg8j471K9UYL86dUvbMmPrtYTxioNEDX-99fR_tpWNpYk/s1600/IMG_8757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlEV8OaHGkQazRzRYVaBmi3jLe7IRcMGHysShC3_NICT9Bx_CLi5AGtypTCWvvPrVb0qJ-8UqtoOmRzsxWLh3IrG76SOzpKqcg8j471K9UYL86dUvbMmPrtYTxioNEDX-99fR_tpWNpYk/s1600/IMG_8757.jpg" height="149" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Let me just say that the 2
and 4 year olds in the midst of it all stunned all of us. They were such
troopers through it all. They didn’t fuss or complain the least bit about being
stuck in a confined space for hours on end. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Everyone settled in for the
night…shaking our heads at what had just happened, getting our bearings and
questioning “was it really that long”?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Yes, yes it was.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxN00mWsNERlrvHJXCqF3DV4hDtlqfW-xdrA4hO9t3sCai7vLwdsqLLdYwf5aApp-qy7b1jYi9ANuaaQ39vXR6iUZjl-0CThVjjn7qqJ0drUi4X7gJbZzHys2kE8W02vXHo7VW4wc6s1M/s1600/IMG_8806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxN00mWsNERlrvHJXCqF3DV4hDtlqfW-xdrA4hO9t3sCai7vLwdsqLLdYwf5aApp-qy7b1jYi9ANuaaQ39vXR6iUZjl-0CThVjjn7qqJ0drUi4X7gJbZzHys2kE8W02vXHo7VW4wc6s1M/s1600/IMG_8806.jpg" height="200" width="149" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">The next morning, the sun was
up bright and early…the streets were dry, drainage ditches mostly empty, few
signs of what we had witnessed the day before. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Life was simply back to the boring bulleted
list of everyday sights…thankfully no adventures to be found.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWc7KzRkzSa3gPo-yr_8LjYbA1FCqoxWGdw1twL0wgZGhYsXCSojv1_DqtUUVfVtpbrw0uPNGxpxRm8Qhwqsu_T0_LUfNo8oIYKZC7SpFGHUbd1bGwwFPmvnrQw4HFp-47aIaObE-09Dk/s1600/IMG_5646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWc7KzRkzSa3gPo-yr_8LjYbA1FCqoxWGdw1twL0wgZGhYsXCSojv1_DqtUUVfVtpbrw0uPNGxpxRm8Qhwqsu_T0_LUfNo8oIYKZC7SpFGHUbd1bGwwFPmvnrQw4HFp-47aIaObE-09Dk/s1600/IMG_5646.jpg" height="200" width="150" /></a><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">In approximately 26 minutes,
we were down the mountain. Only 25.5 hours after we left for a regular pool
trip, we were home from an unexpected adventure wondering if it all had actually
happened.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">Yes, yes it had. </span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioMpyNhfkaDZPbYJTHJUMdS0qgkxTk0X-_upeOJe0ledGyQAVRRhjCykL6LfhSWZmJtmGor5yVq7BgfhhZkW4tIIlw5nBA8WMOtzGzNGGet7rfiAdg8OjGASxLd1gh3xS9y4EB55sCn50/s1600/IMG_8791.mov" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioMpyNhfkaDZPbYJTHJUMdS0qgkxTk0X-_upeOJe0ledGyQAVRRhjCykL6LfhSWZmJtmGor5yVq7BgfhhZkW4tIIlw5nBA8WMOtzGzNGGet7rfiAdg8OjGASxLd1gh3xS9y4EB55sCn50/s1600/IMG_8791.mov" height="200" width="200" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></span></div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-86427194585139829022014-04-18T11:03:00.000-07:002014-04-18T11:03:24.710-07:00Thoughts on 7 months*from Tim...<br />
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As we reach the (7) month mark in our yearlong Haiti
journey, Aimee and I realize that we probably have more questions about life
here than we do answers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Daily existence
in Haiti often feels like an unsolvable riddle, one that feels comprehendible
before the floor drops out from underneath of you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How can we really begin to put words to our
lives in Haiti?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How could one describe
the level of poverty, desperation, corruption, despair, smiles, laughter,
homelessness, and child abandonment?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How
could a country with so much beautify be filled with so much complexity?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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The last several weeks have been proven to be particularly
trying for us, with amazing moments of grace tucked in between the
frustration.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There have been the smiles
from beautiful orphans, and wonderful/precious hugs from children that have
come to know our familiar faces.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There
have been aha-moments in teaching English to our Haitian friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And there have been sweet times with new
missionary friends in our local church community.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Aimee was even able to attend a women’s
retreat with ladies from a couple of different English-speaking churches. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I am thankful for new relationships that God has brought
Aimee and I here in the midst of a strange land, perplexing situations, and
periods of great trial.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God is so kind
to lead us to such encouraging and helpful friends here in Haiti.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just the other night, I was able to join some
other guys at an Irish pub in Port-au-Prince, where we enjoyed legitimate
on-tap Irish Guinness and thoughtful…encouraging conversation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am grateful for the advice, encouragement,
and listening ear that friends have offered.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I am also grateful for our pastor and his wife, here in PAP… who sadly,
are leaving to move back to Australia this Summer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Their desire to care for and uplift Aimee and
I has been monumental to our experience.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>God was also so kind as to place us two houses up from wonderful
missionary neighbors that have become very dear friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Their friendship has contributed to our
sanity and up building in unforeseen ways; we hope they are just as encouraged
by us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I believe the Lord sovereignly placed each one of these
friends and acquaintances in our lives in order to provide us with just the
right amount of grace needed to withstand the trials and temptations that this
year in Haiti has brought.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How could we
really have known the culture barriers that awaited us, the complete otherness
that is Haiti?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How could we have known
that it is wiser to be cautious and then trust others?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How could we have known that we would have so
many questions?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How could we have known
the effect that such dire poverty would have upon a society?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How could we have known the sorrow that
orphans face?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How could we have known
the joy of contentment when entertainment is stripped from you? How could we
have been prepared for discouragement and missing our friends and family so
much?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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But with the apostle Paul I must confess… “No, in all these
things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Our Lord Jesus is Sovereign and we are thankful and needy
children at His feet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-42846522159207196972014-04-15T06:55:00.000-07:002014-04-15T06:55:40.462-07:00My Promise<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Give us this day our daily bread...</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><br /></span></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">There is a restlessness to the ache you feel in your heart when you feel there is so little you can do to help another, especially a precious child. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">A child whose eyes tell you he longs for more. </span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXr9tC_ISTUikMXV-3ma0H9Sqy86x8AbBfrmv0H_AHE3xA8jigVbz-MIpupRaPDDxrJihbRNsCiJKhY1RDEtoeNVX8QRWZf3EaEaRGYXVmsIy-yXAkiYuVN6c4aElEsUuYKk8EDjwusCA/s1600/bread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXr9tC_ISTUikMXV-3ma0H9Sqy86x8AbBfrmv0H_AHE3xA8jigVbz-MIpupRaPDDxrJihbRNsCiJKhY1RDEtoeNVX8QRWZf3EaEaRGYXVmsIy-yXAkiYuVN6c4aElEsUuYKk8EDjwusCA/s1600/bread.jpg" height="200" width="200" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Perhaps that restlessness is there to cause us (me) to look past the logical solutions and ask bigger questions and run faster towards the cross, falling at the feet of the One who met each of our most dire need and plead on their behalf for mercy, protection and love to overflow in their lives. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Because maybe what they truly need is something I cannot even offer with human hands. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">May my feeling of helplessness remind me of their true helplessness and open my eyes to ways that are higher than mine. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Today, little ones, I promise to look past my human-minded solutions and put aside my pride that tempts me to believe I know your needs. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Instead, I will pray that the One who is Father to both of us would meet you in a powerful way in the deepest corners of your innocent heart. </span>The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-13889091477592692702014-03-22T15:25:00.002-07:002014-03-22T15:25:50.355-07:00Your questions answered! I wanted to do something different, so I asked for your questions. What did YOU want to know about life in Haiti from someone who has now been here for 6 months.<br />
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So in what became a rather long post, I have done my best to answer your questions. Let's get rollin'!<br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">I’d love to know more
about the daily care the orphans receive.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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We have been at various orphanages for different lengths of
time and for different parts of the children’s days, so these are some general
observations and certainly would vary by orphanage. Here are things I’ve seen…</div>
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<ul><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZbXJV2rlXIQBTPcrjIl6cQMwPXjqfSFVGgzqvHWLkUTGIgZJUAvykOMslE2HTtVQfzjVXunVp29iIqvCO34ZiVNfILQ20QH1fHFw4pxe4eeTuCfSznBFPRidRndfV_GffVm7zcmnY0E/s1600/IMG_1747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"> <img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZbXJV2rlXIQBTPcrjIl6cQMwPXjqfSFVGgzqvHWLkUTGIgZJUAvykOMslE2HTtVQfzjVXunVp29iIqvCO34ZiVNfILQ20QH1fHFw4pxe4eeTuCfSznBFPRidRndfV_GffVm7zcmnY0E/s1600/IMG_1747.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZbXJV2rlXIQBTPcrjIl6cQMwPXjqfSFVGgzqvHWLkUTGIgZJUAvykOMslE2HTtVQfzjVXunVp29iIqvCO34ZiVNfILQ20QH1fHFw4pxe4eeTuCfSznBFPRidRndfV_GffVm7zcmnY0E/s1600/IMG_1747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a>
<li>Wake up time is early, like 5:30-6:30 am.</li>
<li>School starts pretty young in general in Haiti. The general
guideline is by the time they are potty trained they are off to pre-school.</li>
<li>Children wear adorable matching uniforms. Everything from
the hair bows, shirt, skirts, dresses, socks, shoes are all coordinating.</li>
<li>Some children have school right on the same property as the
orphanage.</li>
<li>Corn Flakes or porridge served for breakfast.</li>
<li>School is over by 1 or 2 pm. Some schools serve lunch, other
times children bring a lunch. Most children walk to school.</li>
<li>Classrooms tend to be open, often to a main courtyard area.</li>
<li>Children say a morning pledge of allegiance and sing before
school.</li>
<li>Days at the orphanage, the children are playing, napping,
playing outside throughout the day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Typically there are few toys, but the kids come up with creative things
to do and play.</li>
<li>They always seem very independent at young ages.</li>
<li>The children help each other out a lot from dressing,
feeding, holding, etc…</li>
<li>They are smart...they'll use a long pole to knock mangos off a tree or turn one thing into something completely different & new. </li>
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<li>Some older children enjoy helping with the babies and little
ones and I’ve seen many of them in the nursery during meal times feeding a
baby.</li>
<li>The nannies are busy with diapers, feeding, clothing, etc…</li>
<li>It often reminds of school from lining up for bathroom
break, water, being served food, etc…</li>
<li>Things wind down when it gets dark around 8 pm.</li>
<li>Bath time happens quickly and is more of a shower than bath.
There is not hot water.</li>
<li>Meals are very basic and often very similar each day.
Children are not picky eaters and eat what is given to them. I have seen many
children sharing the last bites of food they have with each other. They usually
eat 2 big portions each day, rather than 3 meals.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They can eat a lot at once. They don’t drink
a lot of water.</li>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What has been the
hardest thing to get used to?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXTkJdtwE3tRQyniJTtTZmX5JuR0zkll8mubodWAyPEJTOUjt0ytk3lDnpXWw605GL-24SO1UnJ9PLaawS4sOZjk08WjAteI14omvwejGscosQce1TD6_Dd3xcP82Sf98KzX9cO58c0Ok/s1600/IMG_1764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXTkJdtwE3tRQyniJTtTZmX5JuR0zkll8mubodWAyPEJTOUjt0ytk3lDnpXWw605GL-24SO1UnJ9PLaawS4sOZjk08WjAteI14omvwejGscosQce1TD6_Dd3xcP82Sf98KzX9cO58c0Ok/s1600/IMG_1764.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>It’s difficult to pinpoint one specific thing because pretty
much everything about our lives changed overnight.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Everything from the language spoken around
us, scenery, foods, sounds, smells, culture, weather, pace of life, routines,
job, activities, new insects, riding in a tap-tap, house, friends, crazy traffic, bumpy dirt roads, animals wandering our neighborhood, etc... So the combination of all of these
things being new overnight was challenging.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
felt like we were in a fog for a while trying to sort through it all and make
sense of our new world. Oh, and then throw in the fact that we had only been
married for 4 months!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAmL-1SYNm7RkNbSrDJTiB1UiYE3e3xkIZL1Jus0uvxcDtrRVkPpxzShV2DxMKA2s-yWhgkrj2aES0HyOB7e4UQ3vbqLJtZNyuA6nOxpNHRvqQkGfgy_2UfVOzRUKLzxsvxKBXIfx7ac8/s1600/IMG_2223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAmL-1SYNm7RkNbSrDJTiB1UiYE3e3xkIZL1Jus0uvxcDtrRVkPpxzShV2DxMKA2s-yWhgkrj2aES0HyOB7e4UQ3vbqLJtZNyuA6nOxpNHRvqQkGfgy_2UfVOzRUKLzxsvxKBXIfx7ac8/s1600/IMG_2223.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>Aside from all the logistics and things about life we needed
to adjust to, its been difficult to wrestle with the feeling of wanting to help
meet all the needs we see around us every day, but recognizing we can’t do it
all. I certainly don’t want to use that as an excuse not to do something to
help and I also don’t want to become numb to the needs but its difficult to
know how to process it all and know what to do. I heard someone say that you
have to learn that it is ok to say no in some situations so that you can say
yes to what God has called you to so that you can do it well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was helpful to know that we can only do
what God has put in front of us and focus on how we can best do that. So as
hard as it is to say no, it does allow you to say yes.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I don’t think I was prepared for how emotionally challenging
it would be at times. I knew this in theory, but it’s been more intense than I
had imagined. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What is your favorite
Haitian food/meal?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWeVan8bLpHXfmY2Bcz71tOv1idlBz881996E-cuSPh0Y6OJFWOVaNP4rnqtIhuCmLrpNI41lpKrjQKWEeAe2c01YWZtfMXzgWJtn1rCmP0nrhyphenhyphenJDwXLK24lV2aT1JNFwSMHW47cVluQ/s1600/photo+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWeVan8bLpHXfmY2Bcz71tOv1idlBz881996E-cuSPh0Y6OJFWOVaNP4rnqtIhuCmLrpNI41lpKrjQKWEeAe2c01YWZtfMXzgWJtn1rCmP0nrhyphenhyphenJDwXLK24lV2aT1JNFwSMHW47cVluQ/s1600/photo+4.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>My favorite food in Haiti is fruit! It is so deliciously
sweet and the flavors seem…probably how they are supposed to!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The fruit actually has seeds, doesn’t ripen
in the back of a refrigerated truck and its just yummy! Chadek (like a
grapefruit/orange combo), bananas, mangos, passion fruit & pineapple are my
favorites. Don’t even get me started on the fresh juices…</div>
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The Haitian food I like the best is Mayi Moulen (similar to
grits) with black beans and legim. Legim is a variety of vegetables cooked down
and served with the Mayi Moulen. Its also really good served with some fresh
avocado that you may have picked from your back yard <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What is your favorite
time of day? And why?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xGdGOVIe4B4C6n-Z1aRInTsBsTcTgXRzGgy1wixNoamfcaThOnC-KxlgyOl1WD4cURAw7lMTfNC0FokKsusV_UOKp2IQf8VNt-_J_W1U-81rlG1XNv7_Z-AXjmHwMUl0cwIg9-lgENw/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xGdGOVIe4B4C6n-Z1aRInTsBsTcTgXRzGgy1wixNoamfcaThOnC-KxlgyOl1WD4cURAw7lMTfNC0FokKsusV_UOKp2IQf8VNt-_J_W1U-81rlG1XNv7_Z-AXjmHwMUl0cwIg9-lgENw/s1600/photo+3.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzHmOaOmZXiALh5otGNd1Np5KE7I8rb_zjynJ_4HijjeMTXbBlUPXD70LaHCrAHQFMZz4gSRU538utakGMnJo2WR1snuc89jMNQVR3BxM4joiQofb0laBhzf-ObxDh-eDegh8Rc_GD3CU/s1600/IMG_2521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzHmOaOmZXiALh5otGNd1Np5KE7I8rb_zjynJ_4HijjeMTXbBlUPXD70LaHCrAHQFMZz4gSRU538utakGMnJo2WR1snuc89jMNQVR3BxM4joiQofb0laBhzf-ObxDh-eDegh8Rc_GD3CU/s1600/IMG_2521.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>I really enjoy the mornings here. The streets are filled
with the activity of markets being set up, children going to school all decked
out in their uniforms and the air may even have a slight coolness to it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am usually a night owl and like to sleep in
but with the early morning sounds from the kitchen, dogs barking, roosters and
early morning sunshine…sleeping in really isn’t an option so I’ve learned to
appreciate the earlier hours of the day. I find myself ready for bed quite
early!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I call it my new Haitian bedtime.
I wonder if this schedule will stick when we return to the U.S.? I have a
feeling not because things just happen later in the evenings at home. We usually
don’t even go out after dark here, so it really puts you on a different
schedule!<o:p></o:p></div>
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I do also love going up to our upstairs porch and watching
the amazing sunsets in the evening. Sometimes I can barely believe my eyes; the
colors, clouds and light is spectacular. Definitely the most beautiful sunsets
I’ve ever seen have been here. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What do you think of
the weather?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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Honestly, it has been difficult to get used to being hot
pretty much all the time. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are more
used to it now and it’s been “winter” so only in the 80’s & 90’s so its
been nice. There isn’t the relief of much air conditioning so you feel hot,
sweaty (& dusty) a lot. I know constant sunshine & warmth sounds like a
luxury to many of you suffering through a long winter, so I don’t mean to
complain. But, it really does take getting used to such a drastic climate
change and the sun has a different intensity here.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Doing a few simple tasks can drain me in no
time! I feel more sluggish and like I just want to sit to avoid sweating even
more! I’m often confused about what month it is because there are no distinct
seasons like we are used to. So to me it feels like we’ve been in an eternal
July/August cycle. I do love the ease of shorts, t-shirt and flip flops every
day and the beauty of all of the green leaves, colorful flowers, blue sky,
gorgeous beaches, etc…So the mornings and evenings are definitely my favorite part of the days!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What do you miss most
from the U.S.?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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I miss our families, friends & church community!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is a strange feeling to meet with people
throughout the week for small group, church meetings and socializing and then
all of the sudden to not have that at all.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>We have been able to attend church here and get to know some people
which has been a huge blessing in easing the transition.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We feel very fortunate to have so many
wonderful friends and family at home who are supporting us through prayer,
finances and encouragement. We would not be here without their support, but we
do very much miss seeing them each week and sharing in each other’s lives.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Little things I miss…coffee shops, hot showers, frozen
yogurt, our first apartment, buying familiar foods & ingredients that don’t
cost a fortune, Target, looking nice, changing seasons, the freedom to jump in
the car and come and go, being out in the evenings, restaurants. Don’t judge me
on the number of food related things on my list...<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Do you have running
water?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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Yes, a couple times each month a water truck comes and fills
up a well. The water is pumped to a tank on the roof and we have normal sinks,
showers & toilets. You would think the water would heat up on the roof, but
it stays pretty cool. So hot showers are a treat we look forward to when we are
at a hotel or home for a visit!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What’s the best thing
about married life?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip85xOeQK-IwLtgQS57mfE0DVuxTBugKstGx7oail1OcncVao3YJEhnuaMY-skhJqs0CNuzuXpkP6vBf-ssKFxKuBFWiftP9Ujiiueg2eSc1zkWqj33rS31eCnvG3iMxODNBGyLjDAuk8/s1600/IMG_2330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip85xOeQK-IwLtgQS57mfE0DVuxTBugKstGx7oail1OcncVao3YJEhnuaMY-skhJqs0CNuzuXpkP6vBf-ssKFxKuBFWiftP9Ujiiueg2eSc1zkWqj33rS31eCnvG3iMxODNBGyLjDAuk8/s1600/IMG_2330.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>People often give us a look of surprise when we tell them
how long (or short) we’ve been married.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They say something like, “wow, isn’t that really tough for your first
year of marriage?” To which we reply…we don’t know any different!? We’ll have
no other first year to compare it to, so for us its what’s “normal”. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think we have learned so much more about
each other in the last 6 months than we would have otherwise. We share
everything…work, life, house, schedule, projects, meals…everything!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s been great to learn to rely on each
other and to both use our strengths to figure out so many new things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s been encouraging to see how God uses us
to balance each other out and learn from each other. Its nice to know that we
are in this together and that its something totally new for both of us so its
given us a lot of opportunities to give each other grace, practice patience and
realize areas we need to change & grow. Marriage has shown me a lot about
myself and is teaching me how to put another person first in very practical, everyday
ways. (which is good, but not always easy!) Its fun to share in all the little
things each day that are meaningful to each of us from a cup of coffee, showing
Tim all the things I find “pretty”, experiencing so many new places, learning a
new language, laughing a lot together, trying to help each other stay sane in
moments of craziness and having a constant friend by my side. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNy_WAAxGu5RfFdITgTHCw0F_y96hEmE2cVNwB46qpr8me061MNtx_8HUZftYDAU6N-becjMInJlpf9OdI463bAMbVkSSmZCQjd6rvjSbUmgsMGlE2WJ3YjKHXjLs3HANbaLh5Mik2Tw/s1600/IMG_9389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNy_WAAxGu5RfFdITgTHCw0F_y96hEmE2cVNwB46qpr8me061MNtx_8HUZftYDAU6N-becjMInJlpf9OdI463bAMbVkSSmZCQjd6rvjSbUmgsMGlE2WJ3YjKHXjLs3HANbaLh5Mik2Tw/s1600/IMG_9389.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What does a “typical”
day look like?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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Various tasks throughout the day could be…<o:p></o:p></div>
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<ul>
<li>Guesthouse tasks like grocery shopping, banking, budgeting,
advertising, planning for guests and coordinating details with translators,
airport pick up schedule, meals etc…</li>
<li>Adoption-going to IBESR, visiting orphanages, processing
paperwork, taking families to appointments, helping with dossiers. Of course,
the best part…going along with families to pick up their children!</li>
<li>Teams- various teams come to stay at the house as well. They
may be associated with an AWAA ACT trip or coming on their own and just need a
place to stay so we work with coordinating their trips as well.</li>
<li>Other activities throughout the week…traffic, blogging,
communicating with staff, seeing friends, going out or pizza or getting coffee
out for a treat, chatting with goats, taking pictures, meeting with the staff at the guesthouse, going for walks, learning Creole, spending time with guests, etc…</li>
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Meals- Tim & I do our own thing for breakfast &
lunch. Dinner we eat a Haitian meal and on the weekends I cook. We enjoy eating
meals together when guests are here. Its like a revolving family dinner table...we sit at the same table and we always have new people to talk to!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What are the local
foods and do you have them at home?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi75ZvpBZ_OuuWw1xg5besc5qfFpVA1-n6UtW-e0s6R5LNJ32R45uUJIZ2DIgo6-tOcTK2eOhRvnrpbuttVCH3XDztRM6nMUiwa8obJjybNF85D-JNU8zjxAESYZwvNuX0MLs9E9uelUJg/s1600/IMG_3030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi75ZvpBZ_OuuWw1xg5besc5qfFpVA1-n6UtW-e0s6R5LNJ32R45uUJIZ2DIgo6-tOcTK2eOhRvnrpbuttVCH3XDztRM6nMUiwa8obJjybNF85D-JNU8zjxAESYZwvNuX0MLs9E9uelUJg/s1600/IMG_3030.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>Many fruits & veggies are grown locally.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Rice & beans and some type of meat like goat, fish,
chicken or beef in a sauce.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bean sauce over rice. Beans are cooked with spices &
coconut and then blended & strained.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Just in our yard, we have coconuts, mangos, avocados, kiwi,
limes & oranges!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What has God been
teaching you through your time there?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWCl5o8Vm7YmNVEoroffjCOsTqx4stBbO825at-BC9BmSZSL1_CeTFEZhIC2r0M2GttD8t5S_Q1P0yM6qYfSiRfdMQnSV4-UHu8C3zXbxYojPs0tCtaKuwYo4Fl9-ddfx20oE6vLF9JTE/s1600/IMG_3031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWCl5o8Vm7YmNVEoroffjCOsTqx4stBbO825at-BC9BmSZSL1_CeTFEZhIC2r0M2GttD8t5S_Q1P0yM6qYfSiRfdMQnSV4-UHu8C3zXbxYojPs0tCtaKuwYo4Fl9-ddfx20oE6vLF9JTE/s1600/IMG_3031.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>Oy, what hasn’t He been teaching me might be a shorter list!
God has challenged & built my faith in so many ways.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To start from the beginning, we were shown an
incredibly generous outpouring of love, help & support to propel us onto
this journey.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I immediately questioned
my past responses when needs are presented such as service opportunities,
donation requests, missionary prayer needs, financial needs and how I respond
to them. We saw generosity like we’ve never seen before and it was given without
hesitation. Beyond humbling!<o:p></o:p></div>
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God is my rock. When everything changed overnight and
sometimes it seems things are changing day to day, He is my constant sure
foundation through it all. <o:p></o:p></div>
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So many things I thought I had understood have been
challenged.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Things like being content no
matter what the circumstances…Jesus being the only source of true joy…having
faith that God will provide…<o:p></o:p></div>
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Seeing the body of Christ in action through giving, serving,
supporting and getting involved has been really encouraging. Its helped me to
see how God uses each of us in unique ways to accomplish something so much
bigger than we can do on our own. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWVHRcOVFkM3B_b_8XY9BBhXoNu40XRBKGq-KQhHispAgpY5t7p2otX54fgMzKUbKB9St0LhiTMhluJwaaWZNLNZYN463ats2vdrzYZEzmRbjO4RBkayz65CduTSmtHPyqAmjqdsAWv0A/s1600/photo+5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWVHRcOVFkM3B_b_8XY9BBhXoNu40XRBKGq-KQhHispAgpY5t7p2otX54fgMzKUbKB9St0LhiTMhluJwaaWZNLNZYN463ats2vdrzYZEzmRbjO4RBkayz65CduTSmtHPyqAmjqdsAWv0A/s1600/photo+5.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>Humility has been a huge lesson I’ve been learning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s so easy to think that I have answers,
solutions and ideas that will really make a difference when in reality I am
here learning and observing a completely different way of life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What seems like the right way is not even an
option in so many cases. So I’ve learned to step back, appreciate the process
as much as the end goal and have seen clearly that I really have more questions
than answers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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God has also been teaching me that nothing we see here or
anywhere is a surprise to Him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He knows
people’s needs more intimately than we ever could and cares about people more
than we can fathom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He doesn’t need me
to accomplish His plan, but He gives me the opportunity to be a part of it and
experience the joy of seeing Him work.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
don’t need to fix anything; I just need to be faithful to care for and love the
people He puts in my path, no matter where I live. Some places loving someone
could mean spending time with them, providing for a physical need, praying for
someone, holding a child, encouraging someone…it’s going to look different
every day. I can’t solve every single problem and meet every need; I can only
look at what God has placed in my hands and ask Him how I might best use these
things to serve Him. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA1XOhwNq-np_VDcVGYzZl5BuvTyxJR-c9MQo19DhrRu7Er4pfnMA1F362wGSD4LpglHxUdD8SMoOSWOgNPfNWjI4T8GN-lASXmPj196BlHtS9Q3kAnjH9eX_CkpnTUPeEi8o-7dmr-xs/s1600/IMG_1874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA1XOhwNq-np_VDcVGYzZl5BuvTyxJR-c9MQo19DhrRu7Er4pfnMA1F362wGSD4LpglHxUdD8SMoOSWOgNPfNWjI4T8GN-lASXmPj196BlHtS9Q3kAnjH9eX_CkpnTUPeEi8o-7dmr-xs/s1600/IMG_1874.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>Every step I take closer to knowing, loving and caring for a
child who has been orphaned, I see a glimpse of the gospel in a tangible way.
Children who have nothing are scooped up into the arms of a loving family,
given a new name, new life and unconditional love. It blows my mind to walk
into an orphanage with a family, see a child who woke up that morning as an
orphan completely unaware of what the day holds and go to bed that night as a
son or daughter forever a part of a family is amazing! Every document,
approval, signature, letter, fee, stamp, fingerprint, certification that has to
happen for a child to be adopted truly is a miracle when it all comes together
& is accomplished! <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What has been the
most challenging thing you have faced regarding adoptions and also culturally?
The most rewarding?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhICu1zZ-u2-dSRyai3DEOj_1R5tQn7IVmsz-vXwUE2o0Y8m_CLCXiG3bzxH8yO5UbU3eHEekgyC6MTXDJ-cLO6NwE5RQBEThrub2R3Qo0VBFCFqcuhNU3TTzZpYCbdbyLwO4Udw9g4SUI/s1600/IMG_9536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhICu1zZ-u2-dSRyai3DEOj_1R5tQn7IVmsz-vXwUE2o0Y8m_CLCXiG3bzxH8yO5UbU3eHEekgyC6MTXDJ-cLO6NwE5RQBEThrub2R3Qo0VBFCFqcuhNU3TTzZpYCbdbyLwO4Udw9g4SUI/s1600/IMG_9536.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>I used to work with another country & program in the
adoption process, so its been a lot to learn a new process & paperwork. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It can be difficult to understand why certain
steps take a long time or what is happening at each of the steps.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s frustrating when a step seems like it
could be a quick thing and ends up taking longer when I know a child is waiting
and a family is SO ready to have the child home. I wish I could do more! It can
be difficult to be patient as we don’t see the whole picture of all the behind
the scenes work going on for many children & families.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Often times the progress seems so slow, but I
have seen God faithfully work out the seemingly endless details and the end
result of a child going home which is by far the most rewarding! <o:p></o:p></div>
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I think culturally the challenge is remaining humble and
recognizing that things may be done completely opposite of how we think they “should”
be done. Yet, things get done in their own time and at a different pace than we
may think. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I feel like I’ve gotten a
glimpse into what an adopted child must feel when everything about their world
changes and its pretty overwhelming. The language piece is huge and I think
frustrating because it’s a slow process.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>With other changes or differences you can see it, learn it, make
adjustments and move on. Language just takes so long and it makes things so
much more complicated to not be able to just quickly talk out the simplest
things. </div>
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There are many rewarding aspects of being in a new culture as
well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s easy to get wrapped up in our
own little world so this has forced us out of our comfort zone on so many
levels and its exciting, challenging & fun. We’ve learned to be more
patient, understanding, interact differently, take life as it comes, be up for
an adventure, be more spontaneous than we already were and see life through a
completely different lense. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What’s your day to
day like as far as culture, food, activities, etc…Just a glimpse into life in
Haiti that might give us an idea of some of the things we might expect our
children to eat, play, etc…<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctaBnRhrrP2Ogezgct3LjYpH12O3lq-V6NgXMxPpKmhjl1uA5e34f6lp7lnEc_kBHgrFRB_MLwaKL_0sL5tLxR0gQQxs9kBOHcij_qYKHWOBqdIp5nW_PNkPJIMATvtzcJ72SOtHSSmA/s1600/IMG_2241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctaBnRhrrP2Ogezgct3LjYpH12O3lq-V6NgXMxPpKmhjl1uA5e34f6lp7lnEc_kBHgrFRB_MLwaKL_0sL5tLxR0gQQxs9kBOHcij_qYKHWOBqdIp5nW_PNkPJIMATvtzcJ72SOtHSSmA/s1600/IMG_2241.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>I feel like the key to learning a new culture is really observation and language. So as you think about helping your child adjust and learning what life is like for them, I’d say that learning as much Creole as possible is going to make a
huge difference in your child’s adjustment and life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tim & I felt disoriented with all the Creole
spoken around us. I can’t imagine what a child must feel like with only hearing
English when they first come home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
food is typically rice, beans & a meat sauce.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes plantains, beet salad, spicy
cabbage salad, fried potatoes are also served.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It seems a lot of people I’ve met are not big on sweets & desserts.
With the exception of juice & coffee which are served VERY sweet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQx4jB1oUYrs_bifkrl_NDna0FxgMCkWrEewNDAHi7KZSBNB60ye6Ko6N1zQn2xseEKDP71mm7hiaM9e5G5akI-grXqj0RFOzzUpOfp3Anr5vQp6lFVa76ixHfMgAWV0CETBHayZQtClg/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQx4jB1oUYrs_bifkrl_NDna0FxgMCkWrEewNDAHi7KZSBNB60ye6Ko6N1zQn2xseEKDP71mm7hiaM9e5G5akI-grXqj0RFOzzUpOfp3Anr5vQp6lFVa76ixHfMgAWV0CETBHayZQtClg/s1600/photo+2.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>The pace of life is very different in that a
lot of time goes to each task of the day whether its walking to school,
shopping for food, cooking everything from scratch, hauling water, washing
laundry by hand all day, standing in long lines at the bank, waiting for hours
at the doctor, etc…So there isn’t the “go, go, go” mentality that we so often
have in the U.S.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Waiting is very much a
part of life and seems to be much more accepted and better tolerated here than
in the U.S.! Soccer is a big activity that many people enjoy watching &
playing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Artwork is popular and often
sold at markets and along the roadways.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Attending a Sunday morning church service seems to be very much a part
of the culture. Services start early and can go for many hours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>People dress up almost like they are going to
a wedding. Women are in dresses, men are in suits and the children are in
lacey, frilly dresses, bows and dress shirts & pants.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Its been fun to how kids are kids no
matter where you are. Boys will pretend to drive a car under a table, make a
car out of a bottle and a string, a superhero cape out of a roll of paper, etc…
The culture is very vibrant…bright colors, paintings, jewelry, music, passionate
conversations, artistic ability, ingenuity. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">What are the best
ways ordinary folks that can’t travel there help orphans?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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Prayer is key. We know that God has answered so many prayers
and sustained us in tangible ways through the prayers of those on this journey
with us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I’ve realized more and more each day how little I can do
apart from God’s strength and power working through me. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The needs are far more than I could ever meet. God’s power,
love and grace are needed in each moment of the day as we complete adoption
paperwork, spend time with children, interact with staff and interact with
others. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzU-BkRuiahXArogRNLE5Z3Pit7jpcZz3_4FrqgiohnCqpXax4mmDrdAC6Dm7bsdV4AiFc_gq7sDuTZhonnH9C1ZqvC-Cunahq4oM0FlmdGSzTp_WToPeWYb008a4wImlgfHuxUXaqMcg/s1600/IMG_0942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzU-BkRuiahXArogRNLE5Z3Pit7jpcZz3_4FrqgiohnCqpXax4mmDrdAC6Dm7bsdV4AiFc_gq7sDuTZhonnH9C1ZqvC-Cunahq4oM0FlmdGSzTp_WToPeWYb008a4wImlgfHuxUXaqMcg/s1600/IMG_0942.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>The children who we interact with are such precious,
individual, spunky, fun, sometimes wild and crazy kiddos that need prayer for
physical health, emotional well-being, educational needs and spiritual
protection in the difficulties they face and will face as a result of being an
orphan.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Prayer for mountains to be moved related to approvals and
paperwork for the children and families trying to adopt them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There are many hurdles and potential delays
that can make the process quite challenging.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Prayers for all of the children who will never have the
opportunity to be adopted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Pray for
their future as one day they leave the orphanage with so much yet to learn
about life.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Pray for the Church to be moved to care for children in need
of loving families. This can happen in so many ways from mentoring, foster
care, orphan care, sponsorship, supporting missionaries, etc…<o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLRGHvFn1jXO_RyWKRknEm_-WMGbow-dySnYZeNfivymswCRim4EKCAeW6Hw3ZkWDWR1QDovMH0Ek_WHxo_ihwHdmJoAb57XZJgg2UvlDi64AyJxqEjehtP-RV0pXoaKdlsnE4rqtnI0/s1600/IMG_2174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLRGHvFn1jXO_RyWKRknEm_-WMGbow-dySnYZeNfivymswCRim4EKCAeW6Hw3ZkWDWR1QDovMH0Ek_WHxo_ihwHdmJoAb57XZJgg2UvlDi64AyJxqEjehtP-RV0pXoaKdlsnE4rqtnI0/s1600/IMG_2174.jpg" height="200" width="150" /></a>Gathering donations such as formula, wipes, diapers,
children’s vitamins, children & baby fever & cough/cold medicine. These
are always a need!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Another way to be involved is supporting short term teams,
donation drives, long term missionaries who God has placed in a position to go.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That is the beauty I’ve seen in the Bod of
Christ in action!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Be creative! There are ways that so many people can be
involved from teens, college students, teachers, moms, those gifted in
construction, physical therapy, caring for children who have special needs,
art, sports…With teams that come to do these types of work, there are always
supplies & support needed to make these trips happen. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Whew!? That's it! Congrats if you made it to the end :)</div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-83417172730027930912014-03-17T10:49:00.000-07:002014-03-17T10:49:00.284-07:00Wow<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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6 months ago today...right about this time we were boarding the plane to Haiti! If I had to summarized the last 6 months in 1 word, I'd say WOW! Wow, God is faithful. Wow, what an adventure. Wow, my heart has changed. Wow, what a privilege to serve children and families in this way. Wow, what if we had missed this!The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-31070444908546009502014-03-13T09:09:00.004-07:002014-03-13T09:09:46.695-07:00My Letter to The Orphan<!--StartFragment-->
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Dear Baby,<br />
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It’s been brewing for a while, I suppose. It felt like
restlessness, questions, sadness and confusion all brewing just beneath the
surface. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes I sensed a dark cloud
that hung low and created edginess in my attitude & spirit. I wanted to
distance myself from these feelings because I couldn’t make sense of it all. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I couldn’t fix it. The struggles I am seeing
are not fair. I wanted it to all go away. <o:p></o:p></div>
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But I couldn’t hold back any longer.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The last little thread that was holding it all together
finally let loose and all the pieces came crumbling apart.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It wasn’t a vase, fine China, a trophy or a prized
possession.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was my heart that came undone. <o:p></o:p></div>
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For you. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I’ve held you in China, America, Romania & now Haiti and
I have always wanted to fix the problems, make things better, do more and get
answers to my many questions. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Why are you in that crib? Where are your mommy & daddy? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What must their hearts feel like? Do you remember
the comfort of your mama’s beating heart? Was she sick? How did you get that
scar? How do the nannies do it? What would it have taken for someone to be able
to feed you and keep you safe? How often they must wonder about you. What are
you thinking? How are these experiences shaping you? Where were you born? Who
held you first? Do their arms ache to hold you again? Will you know the love of
a family? Who will notice your firsts, your lasts, your giggles, your steps,
your hurts, your joys, all the little things…Why does it have to be this way?<o:p></o:p></div>
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And I cried.</div>
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And cried.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Tears…<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the loss you’ve experienced in your short months here on
earth. <o:p></o:p></div>
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for the loneliness you feel in that crib.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrp8VV8nzISKiou0bxO362F7uHNEKVL1ZFW-qWEWPLJALXVYc4BD3GbuWF7LUsWv3ps4hoKrv9CDcWTRAFaPw5_kzuNVARAP-MbvYVboMzsDdwLvRjnGIlGWIqyRP_JEj2QHblCDYI7A4/s1600/IMG_0270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrp8VV8nzISKiou0bxO362F7uHNEKVL1ZFW-qWEWPLJALXVYc4BD3GbuWF7LUsWv3ps4hoKrv9CDcWTRAFaPw5_kzuNVARAP-MbvYVboMzsDdwLvRjnGIlGWIqyRP_JEj2QHblCDYI7A4/s1600/IMG_0270.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>for your family who longs to have you near.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the hunger your tummy feels.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the times no one comes.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the nights you’ve rocked yourself to sleep.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for your proud moments that no one has noticed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for those adorable little giggles that no one hears. <o:p></o:p></div>
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for the warm bath and fuzzy jammies you’ve never had.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the blankie you need.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the ache your heart must feel.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the long days and longer nights.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the nannies who wish they could do more.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the hurt that went unkissed. <o:p></o:p></div>
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for the babies who are now big kids too soon.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the big kids who wonder why their friends leave and
never come back.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the ache of wishing that family was coming for “me”
today.<o:p></o:p></div>
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for the big kid who is now 18 and who is suddenly faced with
the cruel realities of life alone and unprepared. <o:p></o:p></div>
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This is not the way its supposed to be and I wish I could
make it all right for you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You didn’t
make a mistake or do anything to deserve this tough road. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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But, I want you to know something. <o:p></o:p></div>
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You matter. <o:p></o:p></div>
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A lot. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmYuGLvCQtIqZ7CD0gLwDERcfcNvvlGeT_cx015PD9kg8o-EFUUESH2NtPZYZ3DbGDbmbd9S_Jbj_LoJsZsT4yJDXuYYqyEFgTaJqJQGbtra2z6r5dyePOILMNIQ7jm6_7wlmle7Xm744/s1600/IMG_0654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmYuGLvCQtIqZ7CD0gLwDERcfcNvvlGeT_cx015PD9kg8o-EFUUESH2NtPZYZ3DbGDbmbd9S_Jbj_LoJsZsT4yJDXuYYqyEFgTaJqJQGbtra2z6r5dyePOILMNIQ7jm6_7wlmle7Xm744/s1600/IMG_0654.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><o:p> </o:p></div>
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Your life is important; you are not a mistake and you,
little one, are precious.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You were
created by a Father who knows and loves you more than I could ever fathom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You may feel forgotten, but you are always on
His mind. You probably feel alone, but he’s never left your side. He’s bigger
than all the cares, hurts and questions of this world.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He is the best Father, healer, comforter,
restorer and friend.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He is the one who
will never leave nor forsake you and He has a plan for you that is good. My
limited view has trouble seeing His big plan, but I’m learning to trust it because
in my weakness, He is strong. He is faithful. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I promise. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDQ21-nom6TbN_0Bx4GoZwKrJ9uhQ-FmXGHi8cJqofm0_kUebViMgkOR5Rcmtn4x2c6kk4G0ska-_baEfRZR0HUTlJclgzYWLvfIE4oVanKOV-lVec_zj3NWhjKzXTUtL85Y8FihhhfXk/s1600/IMG_8668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDQ21-nom6TbN_0Bx4GoZwKrJ9uhQ-FmXGHi8cJqofm0_kUebViMgkOR5Rcmtn4x2c6kk4G0ska-_baEfRZR0HUTlJclgzYWLvfIE4oVanKOV-lVec_zj3NWhjKzXTUtL85Y8FihhhfXk/s1600/IMG_8668.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>Finally I have realized. I haven’t come only to hold you, or
even save you from your circumstances, to rescue you or even to make you mine.
As much as my earthly heart truly longs to do those things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So many factors limit my already frail
abilities. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I’ve met you, held your hand, snuggled you and hoped for
you. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sadly, these moments are few and I
could never give each of you all that you deserve.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnpQhsnxmoiW2XqZVY59LLTXgvxxl-giEO_LAd0VTQ56sqV_ZCNdkegFo78hvoW0cjyc6VVlgmqUiP3XxB339US9RSy-TRu5-FcWzn_I2xjwu8KbogKyNkuPhtRspNC1Q_UDikQY2tGnE/s1600/IMG_1745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnpQhsnxmoiW2XqZVY59LLTXgvxxl-giEO_LAd0VTQ56sqV_ZCNdkegFo78hvoW0cjyc6VVlgmqUiP3XxB339US9RSy-TRu5-FcWzn_I2xjwu8KbogKyNkuPhtRspNC1Q_UDikQY2tGnE/s1600/IMG_1745.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><o:p> </o:p></div>
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I’ve noticed your big, brown, longing eyes peering at me
from the other side of the room. You’ve accepted my subtle invitation to come.
You’ve melted into my lap for a few moments of safety, nearness, touch and
comfort. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Now that I’ve met you and I know your name, one thing can
continue. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;">I</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"> can pra</span>y</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;">.</span></div>
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Our time together will come and go, but my ability to take
your sweet name before the Father will not. I no longer will pray for “orphans”.
I will pray for YOU. I will pray that the One who is all-powerful who created
you would continue to sustain you, provide for you, remind you of your worth
and pour His extravagant love over your life. I will pray that He would guide
your steps, protect you from harm, encourage you and most importantly draw you
into a relationship with Him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On this
earth, you may be labeled as an orphan, but you know what? You are a beloved,
prized, one-of-a-kind daughter or son of the MOST HIGH GOD!</div>
<o:p></o:p><br />
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My abilities fall short, my hands are only 2, my heart is
weak, but He is strong, limitless and baby He’s your Daddy. He’s not missed a thing
about your life. He beams with pride over His beautiful creation. He loves that
sparkle in your eye. He sees when you’re a stinker, He’s with you in the dark,
He hears every beat your heart makes and He is crazy about you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<br />My prayer will always be that you would know you are never
alone, forgotten or unloved.<o:p></o:p></div>
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You are royalty. <o:p></o:p></div>
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And if I could, I’d make you mine. But until that day, know
that you are ALWAYS His.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Love,</div>
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Aimee</div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-39411775367906301182014-02-06T13:07:00.003-08:002014-02-06T13:07:58.682-08:00Blist...Catching up your blog with a list<!--StartFragment-->
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Sometimes when I get behind on blogging, I just push the
thought away and avoid writing anything down because I’ve missed too much.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Makes perfect sense, yes?<br />
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Follow me here.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Because the solution of not blogging at all does what? <o:p></o:p></div>
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Puts me more behind. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Brilliant.<o:p></o:p></div>
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This is quite logical and works well for me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Not.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So then I put it on my to-do list…”write a blog post”<o:p></o:p></div>
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And then I wonder-<o:p></o:p></div>
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Where do I start? Which photos do I even include?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Maybe I should just take a picture of all my pictures and
say…<o:p></o:p></div>
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There.<o:p></o:p></div>
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See.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Proof I’ve been alive for the last month.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The cycle continues…I get more behind…I digress and I still
have no blog post.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But today, the insanity stops.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I’ll put my love for lists to use and will catch this thing up!<o:p></o:p></div>
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I’ll call it a blist…blog/list.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Let’s get crackin’ shall we?<o:p></o:p></div>
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This last month has been a whirlwind! <o:p></o:p></div>
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Not a tornado, blender or vacuum kind of whirlwind.<o:p></o:p></div>
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This kind-<o:p></o:p><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWYF1ZA5TxeqRqSzhF4ythyrRYEucWj0s10QiWiqkl62gaS9OAei3ACy-oxfq7GkLS3qnAMp9Qh1pBBnYdD1E-2m1H1naeIeyxP8GNXI42_pQ2NhzbeMuTOVkIs4fxIXqecf-fG1FSDug/s1600/IMG_1276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWYF1ZA5TxeqRqSzhF4ythyrRYEucWj0s10QiWiqkl62gaS9OAei3ACy-oxfq7GkLS3qnAMp9Qh1pBBnYdD1E-2m1H1naeIeyxP8GNXI42_pQ2NhzbeMuTOVkIs4fxIXqecf-fG1FSDug/s1600/IMG_1276.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL3_lx8fd7Zgz1XHL2WWR97iHCDgMj7yVcbtC6NTe_GbtGIaERySbtSmBrgMHPXyuEYQ4DYqc8QMTf8gHLbgi0nQyLJB-3CS7y9mhRiT-h0TPcng6dSNgxUgnVtwK4GquNLt6Gf3vqG_E/s1600/IMG_1122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL3_lx8fd7Zgz1XHL2WWR97iHCDgMj7yVcbtC6NTe_GbtGIaERySbtSmBrgMHPXyuEYQ4DYqc8QMTf8gHLbgi0nQyLJB-3CS7y9mhRiT-h0TPcng6dSNgxUgnVtwK4GquNLt6Gf3vqG_E/s1600/IMG_1122.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>…we traveled thousands of miles for Christmas, leaving
behind a houseful of guests.<br />
(Enter crazy overprotective mom action trying to
get everything ready before we left, lists, notes, the whole nine yards)<o:p></o:p></div>
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…friends & family blessed our socks off with donations, hospitality, love,
hugs, Christmas jollities, catching up, cooking, fireplace chatting, frigid
temperature gasping and enough coffee to float ourselves back to Haiti in a
boat built of Christmas cookies<o:p></o:p></div>
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...we met this sweet little bundle of tiny. She was at one
of our orphanage partners and she needed some additional support and care for
her 3 lb 12 ounce self. God provided an opening at another place where she can
get that TLC. In the meantime, I got to snuggle her for an entire afternoon. Be
jealous. She’s a fighter and her cry means business. What a reminder of how
precious each life truly is!<o:p></o:p></div>
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…we hosted several families in January; some visiting their
children and others bringing their little ones home…oh happy day!<o:p></o:p></div>
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…my parents & sister visited and we. had. a. blast. They're the best.<o:p></o:p></div>
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…early surprise birthday<o:p></o:p></div>
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…cruised to the top of a mountain. The view
was truly spectacular. I thought I was dreaming.<o:p></o:p></div>
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…went to the beach=glorious.<o:p></o:p></div>
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…we had 16 people at the dinner table one night. It was
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…we’ve visited several orphanages lately and had the
privilege of bringing donations given by my parents’ church, friends, adoptive
families, etc…it is wonderful to see such specific, tangible needs being met.
It’s humbling to be thanked over and over for things that we simply are
delivering. People’s generosity and kindness continues to blow me away.
Everywhere we turn someone is stepping up to see what they can do. <o:p></o:p></div>
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…seriously killer sunsets have left me awe-struck. <o:p></o:p></div>
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…we still narrate goat and cow conversations on our walks.
Don’t be alarmed. <o:p></o:p></div>
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…we hosted a Super Bowl party. You know what this means?
We’re making friends!</div>
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…God provided a vehicle!! I cannot tell you what this has
done for us to be mobile! Its like the day a baby learns to walk and things are
never the same. I’m not exaggerating when I say it has changed our world.</div>
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…I will never drive it. Ever. Because driving in Haiti is
like a video game gone wrong. But, I’m a very happy backseat driver…I mean passenger.<o:p></o:p></div>
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…God continues to sustain us each day as we seek Him. We
desire to serve Him with all that we have and appreciate our time in Haiti for
however long it may be. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-38546641879410518792014-01-11T10:41:00.000-08:002014-01-11T10:41:15.782-08:00Puzzle Pieces<!--StartFragment-->
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In an effort to make sense of the thoughts running around in
my mind, I decided to write.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m afraid
that if I don’t let these realizations, questions, bewilderments, observations
and questions work themselves out somehow in my mind that I will dismiss them
and not allow them to reshape how I think, feel & act because of what I’ve
experienced. Believe me, its tempting to want to dismiss these things, shoo
them away and dwell on things that make sense and that are neat, tidy and
already figured out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Deep down I don’t
really want to do that, but realizing that life is way more complicated,
painful, confusing and imperfect is a hard thing to grapple with.<br />
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Things that come to my mind while living here are difficult
to put into words.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Let me try to
explain. Have you ever had one of those floaters in your eye?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One that drifts through your line of sight
and if you try to look at it, it moves away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Sometimes they drive me crazy because I want to really get a look at it
and I can’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It jumps away as soon as I try
to begin analyzing it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The best I’ve
been able to tell, some of these little guys look like a clear little amoeba or
a little streamer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If you haven’t had
these, this sounds crazy, I know. But, it’s how I feel with my thoughts
sometimes. I can’t quite look at them or grab hold of them to see what they
really look like or put words to them.</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZgk7pgRRUL4s1pT3iTSetcj12eJGjjcfvt8E9_4ISvJ1YsPHIWCV2VQjcQFk_139BXRPcpLO9NWlWceCb6pYwmhKDgX-7wOY4YYtJLnrjt8_zAyIjqffi53ZgInnid_oVI1DxBCYPf5w/s1600/IMG_0841.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZgk7pgRRUL4s1pT3iTSetcj12eJGjjcfvt8E9_4ISvJ1YsPHIWCV2VQjcQFk_139BXRPcpLO9NWlWceCb6pYwmhKDgX-7wOY4YYtJLnrjt8_zAyIjqffi53ZgInnid_oVI1DxBCYPf5w/s1600/IMG_0841.jpg" height="200" width="150" /></a>I know I’ll never have all the answers, but I know I’ll
never be the same.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t want the
level of change that I allow in my life to be at the surface level- give more
money to missions, spend less on myself, and be intentional with investing in
people’s lives.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sure, I want to do all
of these things, but I want it to be more than that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t want to simply change my behaviors,
but my heart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Changing my behaviors will
make me “feel” better. It will make me feel like I’m at least doing something
in response to all the needs I saw and keep the weight of the immense needs of
the world at a bearable level. Doing something to help is not bad, but if my
motivation stems from the desire to keep these unpleasant, difficult thoughts
from my line of sight so I don’t really have to look at them; that is not ok. I
want God to so deeply change my heart that with His help, I can stare issues,
questions & pain in the face and say, “ok, now what?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What is really going to make a difference for
another person’s life and what will make a difference that will last and bring
God glory? How can I get out of the way, what can I sacrifice, where can I
invest long-term? </div>
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I could find myself so perplexed by life that I could just
say its all a mess, I don’t understand and just move on. Or I can dig deep,
hang on tight, wrestle, chew on the tough stuff, the grit and get some traction
and really LOOK at it no matter how much concentration and heartache it takes.
I have a feeling that if take the latter route; I’m going to do more than
change a few behaviors & habits.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
hope that it changes who I am, the choices I’ll make, the focus & direction
of my life, how I see God, my place in His big plan and how I can better be
used by Him for a purpose that makes a difference for eternity.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">I’m faced with 2
options:<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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Option A: Go back to the puzzle that mostly makes
sense.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The one where I decide how much
time to give to this activity, money to give to this organization and energy to
give to this cause.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The puzzle where
I’ve fit things together how it makes sense to me, is convenient for me and
causes the least discomfort for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Notice a theme?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My puzzle fits
together in a way that works for ME.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
might have the illusion of being a life centered around Christ and even have
several pieces that seem to look good in the life of a Christian, but what am I
sacrificing? Whose life am I impacting for eternity?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Who have I shared the life-changing truth of
the gospel with this week?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In this
puzzle, I’m living in a comfortable version of Christianity that is safe and
low-risk. I’m holding the puzzle pieces and putting them where I think they are
supposed to fit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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News flash…the puzzle pieces are not mine, nor are they mine
to decide where they “fit.”</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHF83U2w3TpUCvZ5XYmpxsoLFO52lgsncD7M82y_JaK305DIPgvcDRoRa4mnTg07esvd1Fe-dLj9xZQQZbWWcEoJDY-NkWUWXUe6-peKRU9bhVgljl4v1KuIJoC7yqen0S3qm5SaXMCI/s1600/IMG_0799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHF83U2w3TpUCvZ5XYmpxsoLFO52lgsncD7M82y_JaK305DIPgvcDRoRa4mnTg07esvd1Fe-dLj9xZQQZbWWcEoJDY-NkWUWXUe6-peKRU9bhVgljl4v1KuIJoC7yqen0S3qm5SaXMCI/s1600/IMG_0799.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>Option B: Wade through the broken messy pieces, roll up my
sleeves and let God put them back together in a way that I could never
image.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This one doesn’t make sense, its
scary, its messy and broken.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It requires
me to look at the pain, confusion & all of the things that seem
unfair.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This one has Christ in the
center of EACH piece directing where they should go, which ones are to be put
in first, second & last.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Which
pieces are big, which are small and which take time to fit together just
right.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What does this look like
practically in my life in the midst of busy schedules, traffic, grocery
shopping, marriage, work, community group, relationships, just every day life?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have no idea. How do I live a life of
sacrifice that will glorify God above all else?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s not the popular way or the easy way, but I know it’s the best way.</div>
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This year is a gift. I’m seeing it more & more as a
privilege that I didn’t deserve.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s
also a huge responsibly and a blessing that I am now asking God for wisdom on
how to steward this gift well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
lessons, truths, experiences, challenges are all pieces that I can chose to put
in one puzzle piece called my “floater” puzzle piece. The one that is too
difficult to look at, requires too much concentration, focus & effort to
make sense of.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I could fit it somewhere
in my puzzle and keep it in its place. Glance over at it every once in a while
and decide to do something to make me feel better.</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkiK2rQE7F4Zy5H4Q8K-ohw9VFAU-XkWRL1xcalQeyMHy8xRF1HNf2i9MDp-YCuUQmetzh12qbjZj9sgOS8LisPMi9zM0DUSxPvld0_jgoCWcKUbTLKdgbW_OLfqzPo7VbkItYGA_PkQ0/s1600/IMG_0152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkiK2rQE7F4Zy5H4Q8K-ohw9VFAU-XkWRL1xcalQeyMHy8xRF1HNf2i9MDp-YCuUQmetzh12qbjZj9sgOS8LisPMi9zM0DUSxPvld0_jgoCWcKUbTLKdgbW_OLfqzPo7VbkItYGA_PkQ0/s1600/IMG_0152.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>Or, I can be patient.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Or even (Lord help me) break it up into even more pieces; ones I’ll
certainly have no idea where to put. But, I have a feeling it’s going to be far
more beautiful than any thing I could try and put together. Because where there
are broken pieces, there is healing. Where there are sad pieces; joy comes. In
the empty pieces; fulfillment comes. In the tired pieces, there is room for
rest. In the pieces there’s despair, there’s a home for hope.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the messy places, there is opportunity for
order.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Only where there is weariness can
there be refreshment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Only where we are
poured out is their room for Christ to come and dwell. Where there is weakness,
there’s need for His strength. As hard as these things are to look at and face;
they ultimately result in good where evidence of God’s work can be seen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Why would I choose to sweep pain under the
rug, when it’s actually an opportunity to see God heal?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Its like turning my face away from miracles
and that sounds even crazier than giving God all the pieces of my life, the
hard questions and asking Him to do great things.</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgneIy3tQQzTqL9E6U8X2nSVycQvYOUSXRKcfowkFttqrraojnKPKsyhGDXL_HB9oYGmoaWF9FzxppUBF-u8ygjErrR3uIf-zN_alQWjRq9obj7dV4V33rk5kjG5Aa1h-cQelziYppV2zg/s1600/IMG_0279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgneIy3tQQzTqL9E6U8X2nSVycQvYOUSXRKcfowkFttqrraojnKPKsyhGDXL_HB9oYGmoaWF9FzxppUBF-u8ygjErrR3uIf-zN_alQWjRq9obj7dV4V33rk5kjG5Aa1h-cQelziYppV2zg/s1600/IMG_0279.JPG" height="200" width="200" /></a>I heard a sermon recently that was helpful as I wade through
these thoughts, which certainly could become overwhelming.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The speaker said that you can’t steer a
parked car-it has to be moving.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The same
is true with us and this journey through life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>God can’t direct us unless we are moving in some direction.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The speaker challenged us to just do the next
thing. Certainly ask God for wisdom along the way but if we are always waiting
for some perfect, clear answer, we may stay a parked car forever.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t think he meant to jump at every
opportunity that comes our way, but to do it God’s way and be wise, but not to
be paralyzed by fear or uncertainty.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Take a step and ask God which step is next and keep moving forward. If
it’s wrong; ask God to help you make changes and keep moving. Learn, grow and
move ahead. Just start obeying, get out of the way and whatever it is that God
is directing; take action.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He gave the
illustration of us constantly getting off the alter and questioning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He reminded us that we are to give our lives
as living sacrifices and to be willing to say “here’s my life, do with it what
You will.” </div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCSl_tHzDxL1FQB3B5lzNXy66372cec_6NC9X94r-desAce_VzAYCmsKEM934eKNOIgncJ9LzJV5I-8YqqWUuFEs2bl9pOjb3EL_94ykx0U8ceDKqyIqbymJMGU2Fv8DjP-QH6mz0Zc_g/s1600/puzzle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCSl_tHzDxL1FQB3B5lzNXy66372cec_6NC9X94r-desAce_VzAYCmsKEM934eKNOIgncJ9LzJV5I-8YqqWUuFEs2bl9pOjb3EL_94ykx0U8ceDKqyIqbymJMGU2Fv8DjP-QH6mz0Zc_g/s1600/puzzle.jpg" height="149" width="200" /></a>So as I look ahead to this new year, there are many
uncertainties. Many pieces of the puzzle I want to fit together, but I will do
my best, with God’s strength, to be patient. I will choose to wait, decide to
think deeply, refuse the easy answers and give each piece of the puzzle to
Him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My prayer for this year is that God
would put my questions, fears, hopes, hurts, desires, heartache, joy, ambitions
and weave them together in a way that helps me to see Him more, how to love
others better and ultimately glorify Him with every piece.</div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-49362501351024065782014-01-08T16:36:00.002-08:002014-01-08T16:36:12.504-08:00January Wilson's to Haiti Update<br />
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Dear Friends/Family,<br /></div>
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Happy 2014!!!<br /></div>
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Aimee and I are excited to begin a new year together, as we move forward in our ministry with America World. 2013 was an awesome, which included engagement, wedding planning, wedding, honeymoon, first apartment together, and a transition to Port-au-Prince, Haiti!! We are thrilled to see what God has planned for us in 2014, and are praying for maximum impact as we serve adoptive families, children, and missionary teams. <br /></div>
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The last few months in Haiti have been incredible, with many "ups and downs", which varied from week to week. Whether elated with joy or feeling discouraged, Aimee and I have felt the presence of the Lord in our lives here in Haiti. God has uniquely positioned us here to use our skills/talents in a way to serve him. Along with being newly married, we have also been learning better how to be co-workers, as well as spouses to one another. Thankfully, we have been able to stay in touch with close friends and family, as well as build community with new friends in Haiti. <br /></div>
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Before breaking for Christmas to the U.S., Aimee and I were able to witness 10 children be adopted from America World, as well as meet and serve numerous families staying with us at the guesthouse. Upon returning to the U.S. for almost 3 weeks, the guesthouse was absolutely full with families and their children. How exciting it was to finally serve so many families. <br /><br />We have been able to get involved in a weekly community group/bible study with our friends from Missouri, which has been very encouraging. Additionally, we have met a handful of other missionary/expat friends that have been encouraging along the way, though we're hoping to build upon the relationships that we have already started. <br /></div>
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For the last month or two I have been brainstorming opportunities to teach our staff english and lead a men's bible study; therefore, I am looking forward to the chance to serve our coworkers more intently. Aimee and I also are anticipating many opportunities to partner with our orphanages in ministry, lead mission teams, and oversee ministry projects. <br /><br />Aimee and I were majorly encouraged by our visit to the US over Christmas and New Years! We were able to spend time with friends and family, in DC, VA, and North Dakota. We felt so incredibly encouraged by everyone, affirming the work that we're trying to do in Haiti. Many people showed great support for AWAA's ministry in Haiti, as we received numerous donations... and even had a chance to talk about adoption on the Christian radio station in Aimee's hometown. <br /><br /></div>
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We deeply need your prayers as we head into the next (at least) 8 months of our time in Haiti. Please pray that God would 1. Strengthen our love and passion for Him, 2. Be aware of our need for Him and develop a greater hatred of sin, 3. Give us wisdom and understanding for the future in making plans, 4. Fruit and impact in lives of our guesthouse staff and families that will be visiting, as well as the orphans we interact with, 5. Strength to fight discouragement<br /></div>
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Thank you again for all of your love and support! We could not be here without you! Feel free to reach out and let us know how we can pray for and/or serve you as well.<br /></div>
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Warm Regards,<br /></div>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Tim and Aimee Wilson</span>The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-59827688102799142032013-12-29T11:36:00.000-08:002013-12-29T11:36:15.913-08:00Up the Mountain<!--StartFragment-->
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I've been meaning to post this for a while, but just getting to it now...<br />
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Just one day after our trip to the country, we were back in
the tap-tap to head up the mountain. We were visiting an orphanage. By the look
on our driver’s face, we knew we were in for an adventure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We headed up the mountain and went up….<o:p></o:p></div>
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The temperature continued to drop and it felt amazing. I
wanted to take a picture of everything but also feared missing something while
I was taking a picture.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dilemma, I know. It really was breathe-taking.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The roads
are windy, narrow and lined with vendors, children and steep drops.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nary a guard rail in site. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We had been up this mountain before and soon we had passed
everything that was familiar and continued upward.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I jokingly pointed to the top and said “are
we going there?” Our driver said yes and I didn’t really believe him, but I
didn’t care because it was a (mostly) pleasant<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>trip.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We were thankful that the
tap tap was making it. We have had cases previously of overheating and stopping
to pour water on the engine to cool it down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>But this one ate its Wheaties for breakfast which was a very good thing because
by golly we were goin’ to the top of this thing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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When we met the clouds and the pavement ended I knew it was
about to get crazy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For goodness sake,
the dirt even changed color. It was red!<o:p></o:p></div>
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and saw abandoned structures, a random lodge, a soccer field of all things and
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It felt like we had escaped all time and direction because
when we felt like we couldn’t go anymore, we did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The driver periodically called the orphanage
director for directions, but the answer was always, “no keep going.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Then, finally we were truly to the end of the non-road and
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what looked like a cottage built on the side of a mountain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The laundry was out drying in the cool air,
the gardeners were tending to the tiered garden. It was peaceful and untouched
beauty.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We just stood there wondering “where arrrrre we!?” And why
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As we walked towards the building we heard the familiar
chatter of a room filled with 2 year olds.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They were all playing at a low wooden table with big legos, which soon
became friendly ammunition towards the intruders…us.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was such a change from the hot, dusty, polluted air we
have grown accustomed to. These little ones were actually in pants and
sweaters.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Their hands were clammy and
cold and they were precious.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t
wrap my mind around the fact that there are orphanages upon orphanages,
seemingly around every corner and even up a mountain filled with little lives. </div>
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seen the tip of the iceberg not only in Haiti, but all around the world.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> There are so many children in need of a loving family and I certainly don't have all the answers of how to help families care for their children to prevent them from being abandoned, addressing the bigger issues and advocating for orphaned children, but I will continue to do what I can to give them a voice. Day after day, they wake up and go to sleep without a mama and daddy which is enough to keep me motivated to continue serving the least of these.</span></div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-71604301649067670602013-12-09T15:43:00.001-08:002013-12-09T15:43:14.109-08:00Stop trying to Save Haiti<!--StartFragment-->
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By: Tim Wilson</div>
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We have essentially been in Haiti for (3) months now;
however, it feels more like 3 years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A
friend recently told me that “3” is the magic number, that he felt ready to
take his family home after 3 weeks, 3 months, and 3 years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Whatever it is, life in Haiti has not been
easy, but it has been life changing! I would not say that we have necessarily
been suffering here; we do still have many conveniences – yet, even with all of
these conveniences, things are still not the same.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Being stripped away from American comforts
was initially painful, and at times, remains painful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Perhaps it is because we miss friends and
church community, hot showers, or even the ability to hop I a car run errands
quickly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In any case, living in Haiti is
producing within me a strong sense of patience, along with an awareness of just
how unimportant American conveniences really are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, I say that while I type on my
MacBook and drink my Starbucks Christmas Blend (brought to me from the U.S.).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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When you’re in Haiti, you get the sense most people are not
really in a hurry to accomplish any thing; in fact, many folks have a very
laissez faire OR live and let-live attitude.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>In the beginning, this discovery was maddening to me – but then I
realized a.) This is their country and b.) There is no right or wrong way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What’s more, I have realized how unwittingly
arrogant most Americans and foreigners appear to be (including myself), while
living in or visiting Haiti.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Haitians
have always dealt with outsiders coming into their lives and either forcing or
suggesting their ways upon them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
French kidnapped Africans, shipped them to Haiti, and made them slaves – so
Haitians have always had people telling them what to do or interjecting their
way of life upon them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even after
independence, Haiti remained largely subject to or tampered with by
foreigners.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So here we are,
post-earthquake or <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">apre tranbleman té</i>,
and foreign intervention has never been higher here in history.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the hustle and bustle of a regular day in
Port-au-Prince, U.N. soldiers can be seen driving around, relief and
development workers are working to “fix” problems, and white missionaries are
purchasing familiar products at the various “Americanized” supermarché’s.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Many folks believe that this influx of help, aid,
assistance, or whatever you want to call it, is harmful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Some however believe that the assistance is
warranted and perpetually needed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I do
not claim to be a Haitian historian or expert on the subject, but the longer we
are here, the more I battle an attitude of cynicism towards –oddly enough –
other white folks here, and the international/foreign aid community.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Whether going to the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Maison Handal </i>to purchase household goods or scurrying up the
mountain to Pétionville for various errands, we often run into other
missionaries, U.N. Soldiers, development workers, and others.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even last weekend, Aimee and I stayed at a
local hotel as a sort of “staycation”, if you will – and sat amongst other
missionary-types while eating dinner at the El Rancho Hotel restaurant.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The conversation of these brief visitors was
absolutely infuriating, yet perhaps common amongst foreigners.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Aimee and I wondered, “are we like this?”,
“is this how we sound in public?”… But if anything, we are painfully aware of
the possibility that, we too, have quietly invaded Haiti with our Western
banter, customs, expectations, and perhaps even arrogance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But I hope not.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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This leads me to the topic of short-term Christian mission
trips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Until recently, I agreed with
other missionary blogs, resources, and research that I have come across – that
basically short-term teams and foreign aid entities are mostly harmful when
coming help in Haiti.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There is
definitely some merit to this argument for sure, and it is true that many teams
coming to Haiti have probably done more harm than good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, consider what long-timers would be
saying if the international community utterly and completely left Haiti
alone?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of course they would be saying
that the U.S. is racist or that the American Church has lost compassion, or
what have you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The fact is, though many
teams have not been helpful, does not meant that every team is unhelpful,
arrogant, or harmful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Many American
Christians simply want to help.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They may
not understand how and may not even always do it in the best way, but their
desire is to share the love of Christ with others in tangible ways.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How can we fault them for that? Many
Americans are sacrificing a lot to be in Haiti, either short-term or long-term
– why not encourage them… why not build them up and teach them how to serve in
such a way that actually accomplish meaningful things for the glory of
God?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have recently read missionary
blogs that seem to bash mission team efforts, but offer no clear or positive
alternative.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We should be overjoyed that
there is a culture of compassion in America, particularly amongst young people,
that want to help the least of these in a tangible and empowering way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I believe that young people are grasping the
importance of helping others help themselves.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Let’s not be so quick to judge those who want to help, but rather guide
them how best to help.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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The Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06513931254977616459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269188338026650476.post-52090706310291177862013-12-08T12:33:00.002-08:002013-12-08T12:43:33.709-08:00Visiting a Country School<!--StartFragment-->
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Last week took us to the countryside and a mountaintop!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> First, I'll take you to the country. </span><br />
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When we set out to go somewhere in Haiti, we never know
exactly what to expect.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We take a book,
water bottle and often a snack and brace ourselves for whatever might come. A
lot of times the process is slower, hotter, more frustrating, dustier or more tiring
than we initially expect. This week, our expectations were exceeded…in a good
way! <o:p></o:p></div>
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it was “far away”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, with our
fearless driver we knew we were up for the challenge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We jumped in the tap-tap and took off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We made our way through the traffic, people
going to work, little ones in their uniforms walking to school, shops being set up, market & baskets filled…all the busy
early morning activity. Soon, we were out of the hustle & bustle of the
Port-au-Prince streets and seeing more plantain farms, dirt roads &
mountain scenery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It always amazes me
how our driver has such an extensive knowledge of where things are located in
Haiti.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We rattle off this school name or that
orphanage and he squints his eyes and thinks for a second and the next thing
you know we are weaving through all sorts of back roads, crazy steep hills in
what seems to be mostly unmarked streets where much of what we see looks the
same.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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bumpy…totally normal. Then we veered off to what seemed even less of a road and
kept going for what seemed like forever.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It eventually turned out that the road was completely washed away and we
were in what was basically a dried up riverbed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>There was a wall of dirt on each side with trees towering above us. I
was lucky enough to be in the front of the truck, but Tim and our translator
were being tossed and thrown around the back of the truck on a hard wooden bench.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After what seemed like forever down this
“road,” I thought surely we must be getting close.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The view in front of us was a mountain and
fields to the left and right. We saw little towns and people, but it seemed
that it was impossible that anything was going to materialize at the end of the
riverbed <i>road</i> we found ourselves on.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Eventually we stopped. We looked up and there was a little path
up to a gate and we were there. We were instructed to drive around to a place
where we could cut through a man’s field and come to the school the back way
since the road was gone where we were.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>We later learned that we were only 20 miles outside of
Port-au-Prince…felt like we had gone 100!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<o:p></o:p>At last, we entered the schoolyard. A small miracle after
what seemed like being on a bumpy, though beautiful, ride to nowhere.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We were greeted by a wonderful woman named
Maryse.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She gave us a tour of the school
and shared with great pride how the school was making an impact in the
community.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She seems like the mother of
the school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She knows the children,
makes sure they are doing well and coordinates their sponsor program.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The school is in a rural, farming community
and the 514 children come from the surrounding area.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The families struggle to provide for their
children, so being able to attend school, receive a uniform, 2 hot meals each
day, books and participate in sports and music is an incredible blessing.</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSkgMjpdow4yxSC2GbKrjnnuawLPcZ2gGpPKtP0TSV1rjy-eyrer-LCT1f68-_uU6SrM_vMGQAny0Zw45SXrilA1CgVNbiLdP80ADfUiA3OAmzu-cG96_oI-NHQCobSqTibE_5pDIkE4w/s1600/IMG_0557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSkgMjpdow4yxSC2GbKrjnnuawLPcZ2gGpPKtP0TSV1rjy-eyrer-LCT1f68-_uU6SrM_vMGQAny0Zw45SXrilA1CgVNbiLdP80ADfUiA3OAmzu-cG96_oI-NHQCobSqTibE_5pDIkE4w/s200/IMG_0557.JPG" width="200" /></a>We peeked into the various classrooms filled with lots of
chatter and energetic kids. Sweet smiles and shy waves greeted us as we saw the
children busily working. The classrooms are simple and without electricity, but
the entire schoolyard is beautiful and well kept.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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It was encouraging to see that they work hard to ensure that
a child’s physical, educational and emotional needs are being met. They have a
social worker who was actually a student at the school who helps address family
issues and not just address a child’s behavior, but what else may be going on.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The teachers at the school are from the community which
gives them a sense of pride and investment in educating the children who are
often times their family and neighbor’s children. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwWi-w8DoQKbwwUDUYuZuAzaKWtmOutjUesAcOkNrGM2GvGe7TvfoCTD4s1nQ0dKftrN2wEaB8RAknM95Vb-7GfcPzIHvar4IkdrP3IsVwrhRhsJkyY3IhLcexvbDr0zcZ9t0mrVJxqH8/s1600/IMG_0555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwWi-w8DoQKbwwUDUYuZuAzaKWtmOutjUesAcOkNrGM2GvGe7TvfoCTD4s1nQ0dKftrN2wEaB8RAknM95Vb-7GfcPzIHvar4IkdrP3IsVwrhRhsJkyY3IhLcexvbDr0zcZ9t0mrVJxqH8/s200/IMG_0555.JPG" width="200" /></a>As soon as they heard we were there for a tour, they quickly
brought a music class to us and they proudly played 2 Christmas songs on their
recorders. The music teacher rocked the keyboard and the kids squeaked out the
notes. They were adorable!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The school
offers music lessons after school and is hoping to have a PE or sports teacher
soon to offer more extracurricular activities for the children to engage in as
there are few opportunities in the community.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am excited to take on the responsibility of helping to
find sponsors for 50 of the children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of
the 514 of the children at the school, 150 more need sponsors and we decided
that we would do our best to help find 50 sponsors. They call the sponsors the
children’s Godparents. Sponsors receive photos, school reports and updates on
the child. Sponsors can send photos and letters to the child and even visit
them at the school!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The children are
excited to be sponsored and the goal is for each child to have a Godparent
soon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The funds go towards the work that
the school is doing and the children were visibly benefitting and thriving <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8UUBm4s1-k48L-D5PSK5Qs4uXFuGcnzpZc4peGNiFcdvv2K26ly8ZWzgwUVZZOwrjfO2MZ90UKyArYDC5qObp2cs0qUan8-iyDhyFy90JG4LaCvpxGeWr_RcTIhEWunudKZd-5UWMcjw/s1600/IMG_0560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8UUBm4s1-k48L-D5PSK5Qs4uXFuGcnzpZc4peGNiFcdvv2K26ly8ZWzgwUVZZOwrjfO2MZ90UKyArYDC5qObp2cs0qUan8-iyDhyFy90JG4LaCvpxGeWr_RcTIhEWunudKZd-5UWMcjw/s200/IMG_0560.JPG" width="200" /></a>It was neat to hear about how the families are getting
involved with the school as well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
mothers come every other week and make a type of bread that is served to the
children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Also, they planted a huge
garden and the children’s lunches now have eggplant, tomatoes and spinach.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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It was interesting to learn about the community where they
live.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maryse shared that girls often
will go to school until age 12 and then after that schooling seen as being only
“for boys” and the girls will stop going to school at that point and often start
having babies at very young ages, even as young as 12.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Many women have 6 or 7 children and struggle
to provide, but children are seen as a sign of prosperity.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Most families are single mothers raising many
children.</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWmboeFI6r_tyNoMneficfVPprT9nMKFaVDcXCj7xnoCFWpCgDEM4VDRWkVaHl5_9KxUCPOvL06Se-76vdZmFhGP0JZ1-_LFG2TectrTWD_kGuy4yIjAc5kVej-xwnUKVhEK1jWVxUtk/s1600/IMG_0553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWmboeFI6r_tyNoMneficfVPprT9nMKFaVDcXCj7xnoCFWpCgDEM4VDRWkVaHl5_9KxUCPOvL06Se-76vdZmFhGP0JZ1-_LFG2TectrTWD_kGuy4yIjAc5kVej-xwnUKVhEK1jWVxUtk/s200/IMG_0553.JPG" width="200" /></a>I was particularly struck by the complexity of addressing
the needs of a community when we visited the clinic on the school grounds.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They realized that the children at school
were often sick and without proper medical care, so they opened the clinic to
address these needs as well as offer services to the community.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As we walked through the clinic, we came to
the area where 300-400 children are seen each month due to malnutrition. They
receive a supply of therapeutic food which is a fortified peanut butter paste
that is used to help the children gain weight.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They are monitored and plans are put in place to help sustain the
child’s weight once they are out of the “danger zone” of being severely
underweight.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Their was a young boy there
who we learned had brought his little sister to her appointment because their
mother was at home and had just had a baby.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s difficult to know that the next baby will probably be at the
malnutrition clinic as well if the family was struggling to provide for the
other children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It reminded me of the
complexity of the needs and challenges people face and that there is no simple,
easy answer.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFsJnKzxKwYIB3NCch8d-MD_mMpbF6-_Y5LbDGcoCPswz0D_U4kXuVCO5QSY7heWKr-A9B2gWLyl0E7cHoMw0gnwNEYFFOISIZSEJGAwiUCh5W7Nld57XEbmRlp4dngovDBjnFpFMN2Ug/s1600/IMG_0556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFsJnKzxKwYIB3NCch8d-MD_mMpbF6-_Y5LbDGcoCPswz0D_U4kXuVCO5QSY7heWKr-A9B2gWLyl0E7cHoMw0gnwNEYFFOISIZSEJGAwiUCh5W7Nld57XEbmRlp4dngovDBjnFpFMN2Ug/s200/IMG_0556.JPG" width="200" /></a>The clinic has the equipment, but not staff to run an eye
clinic and is hoping for optometrists to come and volunteer their time for 1-2
weeks and offer vision screenings, but they have not been able to do that yet.<o:p></o:p></div>
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They also hope to provide dental care, but again this is a
matter of resources, staff and funding to be able to make this happen.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A physical therapist was on there working for a few months,
but had to return home due to a family situation, so they are now seeking to
fill his position as well.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGZi_JYPraovKkP_hrIGxfz2EzhEgqGA9Qjj439KZxgnL2S6aYxoH2hl-aqVwisbRQma2nHKaiSQ5xbOQ3lMC3glmC0GQXye_VFi_7eUNG6-Hm4z_anCBbUTpb3dmL3xibFNP6Vl0tj64/s1600/IMG_0540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGZi_JYPraovKkP_hrIGxfz2EzhEgqGA9Qjj439KZxgnL2S6aYxoH2hl-aqVwisbRQma2nHKaiSQ5xbOQ3lMC3glmC0GQXye_VFi_7eUNG6-Hm4z_anCBbUTpb3dmL3xibFNP6Vl0tj64/s200/IMG_0540.jpg" width="200" /></a>It was interesting to meet a man who works with the clinic
whose job is to go into the community and build relationships and educate
people about the services the clinic offers. There is fear, distrust and uncertainty of
bringing someone to a clinic for medical care.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>This man’s main job, along with 11 other men doing the same work, is to
encourage people to bring their sick children, family members and friends to
the clinic for care.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The normal practice
is to seek out a voodoo priest or witch doctor for healing. At first, the
clinic only had 12 patients and now they have over 500!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrlNBfP7lVWdtZp2nnTiIwVAcfbGMQx7nMQ-3y6h27hnp6O5RxUnKBaOlTcg0EEZZ8Cq5_ywNYRf_V_zkSOlfuq52xbDDxDX4tW5W1lfWU-42ButoFPqtwVVh_jr3c4loaiE6JygeEViY/s1600/IMG_0550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrlNBfP7lVWdtZp2nnTiIwVAcfbGMQx7nMQ-3y6h27hnp6O5RxUnKBaOlTcg0EEZZ8Cq5_ywNYRf_V_zkSOlfuq52xbDDxDX4tW5W1lfWU-42ButoFPqtwVVh_jr3c4loaiE6JygeEViY/s200/IMG_0550.jpg" width="150" /></a>The next stop our journey was to the orphanage, also run by
the same school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s located just a short
drive from the school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They want the
children to feel like they are going home too and not just living at a boarding
school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The children came to their care
due to other orphanages being shut down due to poor conditions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The goal is to find the families of these
children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Families often send their
child to an orphanage because they are provided a bed and meals, often more
than the family can provide.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However in
these cases, the children were put in horrific conditions and the better life
they were offered was not true.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>40 of
the 60 children have been reunited with their families.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>The orphanage was very clean and well taken
care of. There is a man who is like an Uncle who lives in a house nearby and
takes care of the grounds and a woman who the children call grandmother.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Because this particular orphanage has open
beds, they were told that they need to be prepared to take in<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>more children and heard that they could
expect 75 children coming soon. I cannot imagine what it must be like to be
brought to an orphanage and the questions and fear the children must have.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Also, for the staff to help the children
adjust and for the current children living there to be overwhelmed by so many
new children coming into “their home”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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While its easy to become overwhelmed even just all of the
children we saw on the streets, not in school, on the way to this particular
place, it was encouraging to see the work that this school is doing and the
difference it is making for 514 children!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvfZRN3vtmDjKe7EKQmRQtXClSCzzZYhjY_dhM_HlRR6xQL6UQ6asAytmbTPVKhSFAIm_MrzKDno4BHt_z7xoRiKT-ntvGn_E0KHZt1C4yEwizzA8Uw14fd9D8P62oFVXixx-QjQc_92g/s1600/IMG_0545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvfZRN3vtmDjKe7EKQmRQtXClSCzzZYhjY_dhM_HlRR6xQL6UQ6asAytmbTPVKhSFAIm_MrzKDno4BHt_z7xoRiKT-ntvGn_E0KHZt1C4yEwizzA8Uw14fd9D8P62oFVXixx-QjQc_92g/s200/IMG_0545.jpg" width="200" /></a>And now we set out to find sponsors for 50 of these precious
little ones…God is teaching me to focus on the people, situations, needs and opportunities that he puts in my path and being faithful to do my best with the resources He's given me. Otherwise, I look out into a sea of endless needs and am paralyzed by my inadequate resources and ability to help everyone and fix every problem. But, He provides exactly what is needed for the work He sets before me. I have seen it happen and I know its true. So now, for these 50 little ones, I trust in His plan for each of them and with strength & wisdom from Him, I'll do my best to help 50.<o:p></o:p></div>
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For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord,
plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a
future.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>-Jeremiah 29:11<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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And this was just the trip to the countryside! You're going to want to come back to hear about the mountaintop!<o:p></o:p></div>
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