tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83304909601625847962024-02-21T09:42:21.721-08:00An Awkward Missionaries journey Always half a world away from home. Wife to the most amazing man on any continent. Mommy to five amazing mini's and older girls. Total INFJ personality. Sold out follower of Christ. Beloved daughter of the King of kings. Embracingly socially inept. Often stepping out of my comfort zone and sticking my foot in my mouth. Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.comBlogger154125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-30234452842174727642020-01-12T05:29:00.002-08:002020-01-12T05:29:32.665-08:00A little more about the happenings lately <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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We ended up getting two puppies. On the right on this picture is "John". As soon as he came Moses proclaimed "John your finally home!" So John it was. About two weeks after John came, a friend from Moses school, found Bouncer (previously Coup) tied up in a bag, but were moving back to France and needed someone to take him. We agreed to foster him till a friend of ours came back to Rwanda from the states in December. Well not long after Bouncer came, John started to have seizures. Like full on grand Mal seizures. We thought at first that he ate a posionous plant. So we gave him activated charcoal. But it just kept getting worse and worse. We found an animal hospital about an hour from our house, and they quickly admitted John. They couldn't find a reason, he stopped responding to medicine, went blind, couldn't eat, and so forth. So we helped John over the rainbow bridge. Now this week Bouncer is in the same animal hospital with Parvo. But thankfully it looks like Bouncer will get better and return home! Wooooot!! So thankful. </div>
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Rebecca continues to grow like a weed! She did her national exams to exit primary school, and we all rejoiced like crazy when we found out she got grand distinction. (High scores! Which meant she could attend government schooling) She is setting her vision on mechanical engineering. I am busy trying to take off broken things off peoples hands for her tinker on. She is actually get a BMW engine!! She got an iPhone for Christmas, and first thing she downloaded on the apps is a engineering app. I couldn't be more proud of her!! </div>
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It is no secret that I do not have a single fashion or design bone in my body! My friend Tara took hold of my house, and did some AMAZING decorating. She had a shelf made that goes all the way across the wall, with baskets turned into lights hanging down from it. Its been so amazingly fun to watch the house become more homey. </div>
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my hair has been getting longer than it ever has! I guess middle age aint so bad!! I have never had thick hair or long hair. For some reason this year it has gotten thicker and so long. Praise! </div>
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I took a tumble earlier this year. Seriously?! I was walking out of taekwondo practice for Moses, holding Corrine. My legs had been bothering me with my MS with numbness and tingling. And my leg went numb and I went down, and this happened in the midst of all that. STILL is swollen nearly a year later. Been a SLOW healing, but a healing. (seems the theme lately, but as long as we move FORWARD, the I am okay with that.) </div>
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Grand bean has grown in leaps and bounds!! She is the sweetest thing in the world and has brought so much joy to everyone who see's her and knows her. Her facial expressions are a whole other level of cute and expressive. She likes nothing more than watching Wiggles, building forts with Moses, and making up her own amazing dance moves. She is surely the apple of Grandma's eye. </div>
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New iPhone, means LOTS of selfies. Thankful she wants me to pop into some of those selfies. And LOVE that she texts me basically all day, even if she is in the same room. She is THE SWEETEST. </div>
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Moses continues to amaze me. He continues to attend the international school. I just got his marks back for his first term (September-December). He got basically all A's, even in FRENCH. Yeah, he learns exclusively in French. He is learning to swim, and is the kindest boy. He has more energy than, oh I don't even know!! </div>
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Full house, full heart. Our first thanksgiving with an actual TURKEY. </div>
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Rebecca looks JUST like her father. She has been so proud to show and tell him all she has been accomplishing in school. </div>
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One of the best parts so far of 2020, was that Dr Barclay and her husband Kevin came to Rwanda to visit and train. Dr Barclay is an amazing Psychologist, and great at trauma work. She was able to do some trauma work at Hope For Tomorrow, at home, and a few other places in Rwanda. Kevin was such a blessing for my kids, and they just loved every minute of playing with him. (he let Corrine basically cover his face with stickers one day! HA!) </div>
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If you know me, you know I LOVE to hostess. So excited that in about two weeks we have another visitor coming, and end of Feb we have more visitors, and in June, and again in August we have two friends moving here.</div>
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PRAISE!!! I just am so happy to have a full home. We look forward to Dr Barclay coming back again. We got a chance to have so much fun with them, showing them around the country. We even got them to paint some Imigongo (cow dung art). :P So much laughter. So much joy. And so much work. We worked hard and we played hard, and it was just amazing. </div>
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Bouncer when we took him in and he was diagnosed with Parvo (he was vaccinated against it, but they told me if they already have it, then get the vaccine, it can make it worse) But thankful it seems like he will be coming home in a few days, happy and healthy. </div>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-72444766604466475822020-01-12T04:57:00.004-08:002020-01-12T04:57:43.924-08:00Lets catch up shall we. . . . <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Wow!! So it has been nearly a year since I updated on here. PHEW... soooooo much has happened.<br />
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Last year (2019) was a whirl wind of hard times. I'll just reference my "New Years, look. back" post from Facebook.<br />
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Every. Single. Time. Christ not only breathed life over me, he sang over me. He carried me. He was my strength when all I had was weakness. He was and is my all in all. </div>
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Also in those times my children and I have banded together all the more. Our bond strengthened again and again. Times were I have had to just allow them to feel what they feel and not try to change it. When my son would come and cry to me, and lay down his broken and crushed heart before me. I couldn’t fix it. I couldn’t fix all the things that left us all so hurt and so broken. All I could do was walk with him through it. Hear him. Hold him. Encourage him. Love him. And lead him to Christ who could mend hearts. </div>
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Bad things happen and man it sucks. But we can choose if we allow it to make us bitter or<br />Better. We choose better. We choose to bless. We choose to examine ourselves and admit our wrongs and work hard to be better. We acknowledge our part in things. We apologize. Then we move on. </div>
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I have to say I am glad 2019 is over. But I am thankful for it. I am thankful for how it has brought much to the surface that we could deal with and heal with. You have to feel it to heal it, and 2019 was like a bad storm that just wouldn’t let up. But Jesus. Jesus walked upon the water and calmed the storms inside us. </div>
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I normally don’t do a “word” for the year. But this year I am. </div>
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Arise. </div>
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After the pain, now is newness. The heavy rains have calmed, we have surveyed the damage and we have attended and triaged our wounds. </div>
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Now as a family in 2020 we arise. We arise in our healing. We arise in our hope. We arise in deeper places in our relationship with Christ. </div>
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Arise." </div>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-74680479150587731902019-03-07T23:52:00.003-08:002019-03-07T23:52:59.093-08:00Malaria, gymnastics, birthdays, and more. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We took Rebecca out for her birthday for some authentic Italian pizza. I wasn't feeling great, but thought it was the new meds making me tired, cold, etc. I kept thinking my blood pressure was low as they said it can do that as you adjust. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Feb 26th, this girl turned FOURTEEN!! She is so grown up. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moses spotted a seesaw and had to try it. Uwera is always up to try new things! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Well I ended up that night in the clinic with a high fever. Malaria and a blood infection. Guess I shouldn't have pushed it! Ops!!<br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We spend many a evenings at the community center. Ishimwe rocking, just jumping into the track team since the dance coach didn't show up. haha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Many, many, trips to Kigali lately to get paperwork for the kids passports. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But did you even really go to Kigali if you don't get goat on a stick? I say, no! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There is a movie being made in Gisenyi. Moses school went to the site they were filming, to see how movies were made! How awesome!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And then the director and asst director came to the school to talk to the kids about film. I LOVE his school so much!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rebecca requested a bunt cake for her birthday!! <3 </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can you believe Moses is going to compete at the national stadium in Kigali for TaeKwondo?! So proud of him!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rebecca started gymnastics, and is super excited!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thierry started working on some new paintings. Isn't it just amazing!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These two!!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy took Mo and Rebecca for some ice-cream at the lake. I can't get over how much they have grown up!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We were able to get some cool stuff from expats moving out of the country. One being, loving these chairs!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He maybe a TaeKwondo master, but he is the sweetest, kindest, most considerate boy ever!! </td></tr>
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So as you see, life never ceases to be busy these days. I had to stop my new meds, to take the malaria meds, and now back on my new meds, and getting a chance to tapper up. At the full dose of one, and it takes 5 weeks for the other one to taper up.<br />
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Moses is still loving his TaeKwondo!! They even want him to compete in Kigali at a tournament. So we are SUPER excited to go do that. Rebecca started gymnastics and is adoring it as well. She does so well, and is our human pretzel in the house. The girls are enjoying dance classes and all those fun things. We are at the community center basically every single day of the week but Wednesdays. Which Moses gets out of school at noon on those days. Still have no idea why they let out early on Wednesdays, but its all good.<br />
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We have been working on getting the kids passports. Which of course you need to add 10 extra steps in there. But it is coming along.<br />
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Hope For Tomorrow keeps us on our feet, and we love watching the moms and babies grow physically, emotionally, and spiritually. God is so so good!! <3<br />
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-91023857958651564102019-02-16T01:26:00.002-08:002019-02-16T01:26:22.004-08:002019 so far<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Wow, 2019 has come rushing in like a tidal wave!<br />
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Being a mom to many, a wife, and a missionary, I often feel like I have 10 balls in the air. Once I notice one is starting to fall, then I shift to that one, then another one seems to fall. So I am constantly going from ball to ball, trying to keep them up. It can get exhausting. My biggest thing is for my kids to feel secure, loved, safe, and seen. Thats probably my biggest thing lately.<br />
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I just started some new meds. Prazosine for PTSD nightmares. Gabapentine for nerve pain from the MS. Hopefully those two kick in rather soon, cause this girl really needs some good nights sleep. ;) But as I adjust to these meds, its a bit foggy and light headed. If I could be anymore spacey. :P<br />
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We got a car!! This has completely changed our lives!! A car people!! It has completely changed our lives! When it comes to home visits for HFT. The kids. Life in general. So nice that when we need to go into town to get something, we can just go, right then. Which is great because.....<br />
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Moses started a new school in Gisenyi. It is an international school, that is Belgium. So he now learns everything in French. This kid could not be more multilingual! He is staying in first grade, since he started at the beginning of the second term. So far though, he is totally rocking it. His class is just 6 kids from America, Germany, all over the place. On Thursdays, they go to Serena for swimming classes!! I love it.<br />
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And speaking of classes, we all have started some classes. Ishimwe and I are taking traditional Rwandan dancing classes. Moses is taking Taikwondo classes, and Rebecca is starting acrobatics class. So fun!! It has been so great for us all to get out and do something we all want to learn. :)<br />
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Thierry and I were actually able to sneak away also to Mombasa for a week, which was AMAZING<br />
It was so good to have some time alone and pour into our marriage. So blessed to have this man by my side!!<br />
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But there has also been some hard times. We lost one of the infants in HFT. We also had thieves come into our compound and machete our night guard in the head and arm, which was a very scary night. But we were so thankful for our community and village. That night the police and military came to our home to assist. The next day the executive of the sector came to offer assistance and discuss how to improve security in our area. The night, we felt so cared for and secure from the response, that we all went back to sleep as they left two officers with guns in our compound. (since of course our guard went to the hospital, and is still recovering)<br />
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Since that night, we got to work the next day, getting in more lights in our compound, and getting barb wire up around the compound, which is also electric at night. (Is it bad to say, I kind of wish they would attempt and get a zap, so they can spread the word?)<br />
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We also have some amazing friends who are in Gisenyi. Moses and their son Asher have become super best friends. Rebecca and their daughter Rachel have become great friends. Thierry and I have become friends with and adore Christine and Josiah. Christine has been teaching on Wednesday at bible study with her medical profession. We also have enjoyed a great double date with them, and many other times with them. (Christine is taking dance classes with me, and Asher and Rachel are doing Taikwondo with Mo man)<br />
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So its only mid-Feb, and so much has happened!! But I love that we LIVE life. I adore my family, my village, my husband, and friends.<br />
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Surprised Uwera with a good friend and sent them out, to go have fun for the day. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moses the Taikwondo master! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Corrine hanging out with grandma watching a movie in my room. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We got in the barb wire in like 2 1/2 days! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pray for our guard and his healing. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rebecca with her friend Rachel and Corrine braiding her hair. :) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We ADORE reading in this house. This is my reading chair, and that is the book I've been reading with Uwera and Rebecca. (Ted Dekkers circle series) We FINISHED it now, and are now reading the 49th mystic. Corrine had to get in on the reading. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My girls will beg me to read for hours! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My beautiful Rebecca! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heroes day in Rwanda, we went to go have some fun swimming. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yay swimming. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wooohoooo</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I LOVE the camels in Mombasa! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They are so cute! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These beds hung on ropes, with the Indian Ocean breeze. I maybe took a nap or two here. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading out on the Indian Ocean in Kenya, near the Tanzania border, to find dolphins to swim with, snorkel, then a nice lunch of seaweed and octopus. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">hanging swinging beds, loved the Swahili lounge, kid free spot. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Infinity pool, watching the camels. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uber? HAHA! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fort Jesus was FACINATING! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The famous Mombasa tusks. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Time with my man, makes me happy. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moses new international school. :) He fits right in! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First day of his new school. He LOVES it, He had this week off from school and keeps saying how he misses it. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fabrice. A new infant in HFT. He is a twin, but sadly his sister Jeanette passed away. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More new babies. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our. New. Car. Say whaaaaat?! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Changed our lives. For real. </td></tr>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-79699775073803199722018-12-29T08:55:00.001-08:002018-12-29T08:55:43.633-08:00Christmas 2018 <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hey!! I think I fell off the blogging wagon. Yikes!! So much has been happening on this side of the world, and 2019 is roaring right around the corner. So much to come! 2019 already is gearing up to bring some big growing pains, growth spurts, and clinging like crazy to Jesus.<br />
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But in the meantime, this is how 2018 has been going out around here......<br />
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First we did our family Christmas present, of going for the night in Kigali, going out swimming, KoKo kids club, the water park, and gelato!! It was a huge hit and memories of a lifetime were made for sure.<br />
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A WATER PARK?! So exciting! </div>
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Christmas fun in Kigali</div>
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Goat on a stick? Check. Tunes? Check. </div>
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Potatoes? Check! </div>
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KoKo kids club!!</div>
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KoKo Kids club </div>
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Oh my heart! </div>
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KoKo kids club. </div>
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KoKo kids club. </div>
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Gelato, round 1! </div>
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Gelato round 2! :P </div>
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Her reaction to this gift, was my best gift this Christmas. <3 </div>
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One of my best gifts ever. My husband. <3 </div>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-58971238857495131752018-05-17T23:19:00.001-07:002018-05-17T23:19:07.598-07:00May mood<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
How in the world is it already May?<br />
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Sometimes I am not sure what to write here to keep everyone up to date. The rains have been unrelenting and twice we have had flooding come into our compound. Praise God it has not entered our home though.<br />
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I have been invited and waiting on my official letters to go to Iwawa island, which is a rehabilative island on lake Kivu for young adults with substance abuse issues, theft, and so forth. I love that the invitation and letter states that I am invited to share the gospel of Jesus Christ and my personal testimony of my faith. How awesome is THAT? God is so good.<br />
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Unbelievably next week Corrine will be ONE year old. It seems like yesterday I was screaming "Push!! She is almost here. Oh she is beautiful. I can see her! Your almost going to meet your daughter, push!" And one the greatest blessings was born into our family and lives.<br />
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Thierry and I are preparing and gearing up for a trip to the states mid July, which will include 4 states.<br />
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Program is going well, but we have had two moms effected by the flooding and their homes collapsed. The elderly program continues to amaze us, and even more so Uwera, and her heart for the elderly, and prayers and passions for the future of the elderly program. Recently we started praying that in the future (years) we can open a nursing home for the elderly.<br />
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Right now our plates are pretty full as we prepare, even though its a ways away, it takes time and lots of planning for a few weeks in the states. But God is faithful, and we know all in his timing and he will open the doors he chooses and close the ones he chooses. I am so excited that this time my husband will be able to travel with me! YAHOOOO.<br />
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Other than that I will let the pictures speak.... since they are worth a thousand words right?<br />
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One of our sponsors decided to renovate the home of the family (infant) they sponsor. Which is an older couple who are raising 9 grandchildren of their daughter who died, two with major disabilities. We enjoyed getting to celebrate their new home with them.<br />
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Uwera does AMAZING with the elderly program. Her heart for the elderly constantly amazes us, and we are so proud of her. We know God has big big plans for her life in ministry.<br />
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These two remind me of a modern day Naomi and Ruth. One is in her 80's and is the daughter-in-law with her Mother-In-Law who is over 100!! Their son/husband was lost in the genocide. Was so fun sitting and hearing their stories and getting to know them better.<br />
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Love hearing them next door at the office of Hope For Tomorrow laughing, talking, and singing. Basket making is taking off and they have been doing AMAZING!<br />
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Our pastoral care couple is here from CTEN. So of course we had to challenge them to a game of Monopoly!<br />
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The family whose home their sponsor renovated.<br />
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We had a chance to go into Kigali to spend time with all the missionaries in CTEN who could make it. It was such a fun day for everyone and our family.<br />
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Photo op! (Uwera is getting good use out of her selfie stick that was in her stocking for Christmas) ;)<br />
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How in the WORLD this girl one years old next week! NEXT WEEK! Oh my grandma heart is just overflowing.<br />
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Was so nice to catch up with missionaries doing so many amazing things all around Rwanda.<br />
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Rebecca with our friend Valeries kids. (CTEN missionary get together)<br />
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Headed to Kigali, we were a tad excited.<br />
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This picture of me and my amazing husband cracks me up!<br />
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Lake Kivu, in all its beauty.<br />
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Our front gate the second time it had flooded, the river had crosses the road, and had even tore down two walls of where the orphanage was. Hundreds have died this year in the rains, flooding, and landslides.<br />
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The flooding next door at our office.<br />
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One of the moms in Hope For Tomorrow home collapse. Thankfully no one was hurt and she was able to get out of her home.<br />
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HIKING! Love to get out and get up some mountains. I can even give the girls (Ishimwe, Uwera, and the hubs) a run for their money on some of the climbs I like to do!<br />
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I could search this world over 100 times and not find a better husband. My one and only. My love. My protector. The one who continually leads me to the cross. I just adore this man. Cannot wait to get to explore America with him in July!! :) </div>
Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-31980062791366962412018-04-24T07:26:00.000-07:002018-04-24T07:26:31.740-07:00But what if I.........<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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This month has been a mix of so many feels.<br />
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I was sitting at the table with Moses, waiting for Rebecca to finish getting ready, at the breakfast table. When I heard a couple loud bangs, but shrugged it off. We live on the main road, and have had a fair share of accidents on the road. But I didn't hear the familiar crunch of a vehicle in a collision, and I didn't hear the tires squealing. I assumed maybe something fell off a truck. A few moments later Thierry came out of our room and asked me "Do you hear someone screaming for help?" "No, I just heard a couple bangs, but haven't heard anything else." "In the room, I swear I hear screaming help. I am going to go check it out."<br />
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It was still early in the morning, and the sun was still peeking through the rolling hills of rural Rwanda. Thierry had been out there for awhile, and I saw Tasia had come, but left his bike just inside our compound. So I decided to go check what was going on. When I saw just down the road, directly across from Pfunda Tea Company, a bus had crashed. I saw a few people limping around, a few sitting in the grass near my gate. Thierry came walking toward me "One lady is badly hurt. One leg is nearly amputated and the other is broken in many ways. She had her baby on her lap, the neighbor has the baby." and he was shaking his head. "What are they going to do?! They cant move her! Can we call an ambulance?!" in which my amazing husband already called an ambulance to come. "I will take care of everything. Go run inside and get some money from our room." I didn't think about the scene, but felt a pit in my stomach just from what Thierry said, of empathy for her. I stopped short of the bushes she was in, as I saw bone protruding from her leg, flesh, tissue........ It was maybe 4 inches of flesh holding her leg to her body. Her other leg bend and contorted in ways I never thought possible.<br />
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She screamed and would lay back in the bed of broken glass that surround her. We sat with her for an hour waiting for the ambulance. I thought a few times perhaps I should attempt a turnakit. But my brain kept reminding me, dont move or touch her, till the ambulance comes. The blood flowed down into the stone rain ditch. She screamed she was dying, would pass out, and jolt up and scream some more. Finally I decided to go home and leave Thierry with her, as I was concerned I was just drawing more un-needed attention to her situation.<br />
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A few minutes later Thierry called that the ambulance came about a minute after I came in the house, and he was going with her and the baby to the hospital. I breathed a sigh of relief. "Make sure they give her quick care. Tell them I will pay privately if it makes them attend quicker to her. Do whatever needs to be done!"<br />
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When Thierry came home, he said the baby was fine, and they were transferring the mom and baby to the hospital in Musanze, because they didn't have any blood in Gisenyi. A family member was contacted and Thierry said he gave her some money to go meet her in Musanze, and also for food and perhaps a little extra in case they needed it for something.<br />
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A few hours later the village leader showed up at our gate with a few family members and the baby and told us the mother died in transport from blood loss.<br />
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We were able to give them some basics for the baby, of clothes, blankets, bottles, formula, infant cereal, etc. We would have put them happily in the program and had every intention too, till we foudn the relative the baby was going to live with, lived in another sector, and we work solely in this sector. It would be too far to really participate or get the help she needs, plus we do not know the local government in their area.<br />
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Too little, too late.<br />
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That night my husband and I went to the lake. I thought I was fine. But once we got to the shore of Lake Kivu, I just started to sob. I cried to my husband that in America you are so protected from so much. In an accident, in minutes police and ambulances are there, and they take over. We sat with this dying mother for over an hour. We held her hand, and prayed for her and with her.<br />
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It's a blessed position we often find ourselves in. We find ourselves often invited into hard places. Hospital rooms. Funerals. A dying women on the side of the road. Long hikes, and hard talks. A mother dies in child birth and sometimes we are invited into the room, with an infant, grieving family, and we are able to hold their hand and offer hope, a shoulder. I have been in hospital rooms, where my pant legs where pulled on, and even punched in the arm in tears and screams.<br />
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Holy ground is often messy. Its often dirt floors, bloody patches of bushes on the side of the road, its the knee's on the floor in front of a hospital bed, with a crying infant in the arms of a stunned family member. Its in the cries to Christ, that are raw, real, and vulnerable. Holy ground is when we claim it for Christ. When we trust Christ, even when we bushes are bloody, and it doesn't make sense. When we cry over the dead body, and pray for Christ to work a miracle, but trusting his will even when the miracle doesn't come how we want it too.<br />
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Its been a weird month. As we observed the genocide memorial and my heart aches as I watch many I love deeply struggle and ask hard questions. I often have no answers. I pray. Its been a hard month as I watched this mother die in front of me, and question what if I did this or that, and if she would still be alive.<br />
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But though we walk through the unanswered questions......<br />
though we walk through watching loved ones struggle........<br />
though we walk through feeling we do not belong........<br />
though we walk through the valley of the shadow of death, he is with us.<br />
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And God is so good to give us breaks. Because he is hope, we always have hope. Because he is joy, we can have joy. Because he is enough, we can find ourselves content in all circumstances.<br />
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And if we never experienced the hurt, we wouldn't experience the comfort.<br />
The strong arms of our husband drawing us to him, to hold us as we weep.<br />
The peace that comes over us, when we give it all to Christ, when everything says we should be in chaos, but deep in our soul, our core, we have a peace. A peace because we know that there is an eternity that is coming, and that this place is not our home. We are simply just passing through here.<br />
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-76568902960892478542018-03-21T21:41:00.000-07:002018-03-21T21:41:47.355-07:00Sign here...... <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The good news of the gospel of Jesus Christ, that brought me into relationship with my Lord and Savior. </div>
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My husband saying I Do at the alter, and also making a commitment to the kids to be their father. </div>
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It has been a whirlwind. Many prayers sitting outside the courthouse. Listening to trails waiting for them to call us, and that pit in my stomach, and feeling like I could get sick from the nerves of it all. To holding a sleeping child in my lap, and another one next to me, as the judge heard each case, and I thought that moment would determine so much. It was a whole lot of "wait" and "get these two more papers." </div>
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Then to come back and the court was closed, and come back another day, which so many trips to the court, now I wasn't so concerned. The pit in my stomach was gone. Till Thierry walked out with two papers and said "Well, they have made a decision. He told me to come read it to you." He could NOT read and translate fast enough. That was it. The court approved the adoptions of Moses and Rebecca. No more papers to get. Finalized. In black and white. </div>
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I was so happy, I could hardly hold the pen right, as the tears where welling up in my eyes. </div>
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So we did what anyone would do, we went out to dinner to celebrate!!</div>
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God has been blessing us left and right, and we are so humbled and grateful for all the love, support, and prayers from so many. The financial blessings, that made this possible when things started to roll so quickly. We know there is no way, we could do any of this on our own, and we feel so humbled that we have been so blessed. </div>
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Our next plan of action is to complete my Rwandan citizenship which will ensure my dual citizenship. Our to-do list sometimes feels a bit daunting. Thankfully the Lord is the one in control and not us. </div>
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I really need to sit down and do a longer and better update, as so much has been happening! From the elderly program growing, Corrine growing, program bursting with so much progress and grace. I do send out a monthly newsletter right to your mailbox, if you are interested, shoot me an email and I would be happy to put you on the mailing list. :) </div>
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In Christ, by Christ, for Christ, and to Christ, </div>
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Thierry, Tina, Rebecca, and Moses</div>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-57288712909936757712018-01-25T01:25:00.000-08:002018-01-25T01:25:34.446-08:00Its been awhile.....Currently. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Whenever I sit down, I have so much I feel I want to say, so much I probably shouldn't say, and so much I want to just throw on the table. But, then I end up writing nothing. So I decided to do a currently, which I haven't done in ages. So here goes. . . . <div>
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Currently......</div>
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Sleeping...... meh. Haha, working on the sleep thing per usual. But enough sleep that I am not a crabby emotional mess. (If you know me, you know if I am sleep deprived long enough, anything can send me into bursts of tears. But it takes long periods of barely any sleep.) </div>
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Reading.... Unseen. Which was timely because I am taking a facebook break, so I picked it up trying not to watch movies at night, and trying to stay away from social media. Its good people. So good! </div>
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Eating..... AIP baby! I started the Autoimmune protocol diet a few days ago (five days ago, if were being specific) It is suppose to help with autoimmune diseases like M.S. So far its been a lot of organic chicken, cows heart was a new adventure, and goat. (lots of organic grass fed goat) I started making Fermented carrots and cabbage today. But thankfully I love things like cabbage and sweet potatoes and such. Really the only thing I am missing is tomatoes, and potatoes. Darn you nightshade veggies. </div>
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Feeling..... Torn. I am not sure I will ever really adjust to this two worlds thing. Someone the other day couldn't understand why I felt close to someone who had come here to visit for like a week or so. Most of the people I am rooted alongeside in my upbringing in culture. They dont know me in the contexts which I often describe myself. Wife, mom, missionary. So its really hard sometimes. I almost dread a bit my trip coming up to the states, because it stirs up so much in me. It rekindles the relationships, only to tear them a bit at the seams again. We are a tattered patchwork quilt I tell ya. </div>
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Anticipating..... Court. We have a court date to finalize the adoptions quickly approaching. I mean, let that stinking sink in right there. GAH! </div>
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Listening to........ Rain and silence. Moses and Rebecca are now in school full time, which has left the house oddly quiet during the day. But with rain season pouring down on us, its been the tune to which I do most my work. So loud on the roofs, drumming so loud, I need earplugs in my phone in order to hear my music when working. </div>
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Watching.... This Is Us. KILLING ME! Oh my gosh this show is too much. When Jack dies, I may possibly need some mental health days off, and seek a therapist to debrief with. This is crazy! </div>
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Drinking.... Brace yourselves for those who know me. I have cut down to ONE cup of coffee a day, and water the rest. I KNOW! The MS has been kicking my butt lately people. I had my first MS hug the other day, oh no. I have heard people in support groups for MS talk about it, but it was the first time I experienced it. The pain of my nerves, my legs, my arms, the heaviness of my legs, the tingling, the not able to grip things properly, the MS hug. No, no, no. I will do whatever it takes right now to try to relieve symptoms, which means this girl is being a good girl, and sticking to her AIP and trying to heal my body from the inside out. </div>
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Other than that, we are counting down the days to our trip to the states. I am trying not to think about court quickly approaching. Program takes up much of our time, and I have been LOVING the bible studies lately. We have really been digging into them lately and I just love it. The moms keep making baskets, which right now we are buying from them out of pocket. Which oh my goodness, please buy a basket when we come to the states, haha. I am filling a room of baskets right now. Things are going slow but sure with the elderly program. And thankfully there has been no major crisis in program lately that demands too much of us. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Putting a new roof on Umusaza's house. (elderly disabled man) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Took our old mattress to give to one of the families in the elderly comfort care program. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yay Mattress!! :) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First day of school! 5th grade and 1st grade. *sniff* </td></tr>
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Looking back at 2017..... but also just looking back at the last couple of weeks, so much has happened. So many amazing and unexpected things. So many things I am so fully and utterly completely awed and amazed. Thankful. Grateful. Full of so much emotion.<br />
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First Thierry applied previously for his US tourist visa and was denied. It was hard for me to buckle in and go for it again, mainly because of the NON REFUNDABLE application fee. $160 seems like one expensive "no". But it had been nearly a year, so we decided to go for it again, and try once more. There was about 75 people there applying, and they all go in. I couldn't go in, and was sitting outside with 3 other girls, waiting for someone going in to try. We told stories, we talked about who and what visa who was inside was going for. I held my breath but I was afraid to hope too much, scared to get too excited. Though I felt like it should be a slam dunk but I also thought that last time, and they turned him away without as so much as looking at one of our papers. As we sat at the picnic table, and watched the people leave one by one. We laughed and said "He got it" as a man skipped out and hailed down a motto, with a grin. Others just walked straight, no eye contact, with a scowl. "Denied" we would say. Some would stop and chat waiting for their ride, or the rain to clear that kept passing in bits. It seemed more were denied. Who knows, but I am glad I dont have to be the one to decide.<br />
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Two hours I had been waiting outside the embassy when a lady came out, came to wait for the light rain to pass, and we all were chatting, as she stood defiantly, feet firmly planted "They said I was manipulative!" with a laugh, peppered with frustration. Then she looked at me and said "Your husband was next." I jumped up and stared at the door. He will be the next to walk out with a smile, or a scowl. I prayed, I prayed hard, and I willed no one to talk to me. As if this prayer in my heart of hearts was going to make or break this, and I needed to put all my heart into this plea. He walked out, looked at me, started walking toward me, and I got my mental prep ready to say "We can try again next year." when he goes "Got it!" I had to turn away, as the emotion welled up in me, as the tears welled up in my eyes. I kissed him, and we hugged, and I couldnt stop smiling, then walking away to gather my emotion as those there still outside stopped to watch and say "She is making me cry." as I kept saying "You get to meet my friends, my church, my culture!" Before we left I said, let me snap a picture real quick..........<br />
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Things have gone unexpected, and not as I have planned either. As we went to update papers on the kids the other day, we thought we were changing foster to guardianship papers. We got everything in order, and all the people who needed to go there. Which is no easy feat at all. We got the local village governement people to fill out this paper and that, this person to sign this, run to make copies, notaries, etc. When the lady at the government pulled me and Thierry aside and said. "Based on the changes, you are NOT eligible for guardanship." </div>
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"We can read the requirements of adoption and get started on that if you want?" </div>
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So we did, and since we have been aiming for this for so long, everything just sort of fell into place. "You need to get....." "Got it." You need......" "Got it" "You will have to get......." "We actually have that too." Before we knew it, we had ALL the papers we need filled out, signed, notarized. All we had left was that we will go to court in January to have a judge sign it, and the adoptions are complete.</div>
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Just like that, it all came together in a moment. In an instant.</div>
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I think we are building our lawyer a new house, or buying him a new car with all the work we have given him recently. </div>
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We submitted my citizenship papers, for dual citizenship. </div>
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We plan after the adoption at some point to work on immigration for Thierry and the kids, so they can obtain dual citizenship as well. (Far, faaaar, into the future. And the point being DUAL, as Rwanda will always be a HUGE part of our lives. We will never stay away too long. It is home, it is my husband and childrens heritage, culture, mother land. It is where we have began our ministry. But to be able for all of us to come and go for the rest of our life as we need or can, oh, what a gift! WHAT A GIFT!) </div>
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We expanded to the elderly in our community and have been able to minister to them. Bring Christmas gifts, and share with them the greatest gift, the gift of salvation, the gift of Jesus Christ, our Savior. </div>
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So as 2017 goes out with a bang, and so many ways the Lord just lavished us in blessing, and provision. We look ahead to 2018, and how he has already gone before us, as we prepare for court, and we also prepare to come to the states for a visit. </div>
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Here is to an amazing year. </div>
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to it all happening in a few weeks, all at the same time....</div>
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To the favor of the Lord, and his gracious provision. . . . </div>
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To the manna for the day, like seriously just for the day.</div>
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To the times you go to bed praying the provision and not knowing how, to being overflowed with it, and in awe of it. </div>
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To the silent prayers and plea's. . . .</div>
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To the surrender that happens, and the freedom and grace in the surrender.....</div>
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To the nightmares that wake me up, and the arms of my husband to curl into, and him praying over me. . . . .</div>
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To the kids passing another year and just crushing it in school. . . . </div>
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To new mercies everyday.......</div>
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Here is to another year, that God has provided ALL we needed. </div>
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ALL we need. Physically, emotionally, spiritually, socially..........</div>
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Anytime I talk about this, I get butterflies the size of Ghana in my stomach. I get excited. I feel my stomach drop. I feel my breath get caught. I look at this and it seems like a mountain. It seems impossible. Its like dipping my feet into the red sea, and looking up and holding my breath. It is SO beyond me. So over me. Much more than I can even begin.<br />
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But hasn't this always been? When I had this desire to go that I just couldn't shake. Me? HOW?! It seemed impossible. Too big. </div>
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So here I stand feeling like that little boy with his fish and laofs of bread, looking at something so big, and his small resource, and going.... "No way, there is just no way!" but choosing to step in obedience, knowing its not for me, or to me. Knowing its beyond me. Knowing He will do as He see's fit, and how He see's fit. I just need to hand him the fish and loafs when he asks me for it. So here it is. </div>
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I decided when I was going to put this out there, thats exactly what I was going to do, just put it all out there. So I am going to give all to you, take what you want, leave what you want. </div>
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Our hearts desire is to build an office for long term sustainability for Hope For Tomorrow. As we continue to grow and cramp into a tiny rented house we use as an office. We want something that will continue to be here in 50, 100 years. Someplace that if the Lord calls us away, remains. We also desire to build a guest house/home, that we are able to be self sustaining, and those who come alongside us, and come after us, have a place to minister. </div>
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That's it. Thats the plan! </div>
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It might take a few months, it might take a few years. I have no idea! I really am just going "Here's the dream, here is the fish and loafs, I have no way, this is so beyond me. But here ya go!" But I also know that the Lord has all the resources where I do not. I also know that his economy is incredible and he can multiple what he desires to multiply. </div>
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So I am going to hit you with all the information. So before I loose half of you, or the majority of you when it comes to floor plans and a complete breakdown of the finances needed. If you would like to <a href="http://www.cten.org/tinazielke" target="_blank">donate </a> anything at all. Know the Lord can multiple it. If you can pray for this, that would be HUGE. Because nothing, none of this, is dependent on me. Of you. If God says it, it is. He speaks be healed, and bam, your running down the road with your mat. He speaks and there is light, there is water, there is life. Prayer. Is. Huge. </div>
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And if your going, what the world is Hope For Tomorrow? This, is Hope For Tomorrow. </div>
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<li style="text-align: left;">We currently rent our home for $500 a month, and our office is a little over $100 a month. In the five years we have lived in our home, we have paid over $30,000 in rent. In our time doing HFT we have paid $2,040. </li>
<li style="text-align: left;">To build an office with two classrooms, playroom, Large meeting room, stock room, store (participation bucks we do, if you want to know more ask), our personal office, and reception, will cost us $41,154 to build! </li>
<li style="text-align: left;">To build a 9 bedroom, 4 bathroom, guest house/home (on the right side will be the guest house, that we will use to generate income, and also house short, mid, and long term missionaries or volunteers partnering with us) and on the left side is our home (which visitors will not be allowed into) with our own living room, as our kids have a place to play, chill, or family movies, etc together without having to share family time with others. To build that will cost us 55,567</li>
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My amazing talented husband has prayerfully worked hard on doing all the plans for the guest house/home and office himself. This will be build on our land, which is about 2 miles from where we currently live. (Yes these are pics from my phone of the screen, because I have no idea how to post a PDF as a pic on here) </div>
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<br />If you would like a complete breakdown of all the prices, feel free to email me at TinaInRwanda@gmail.com. From bricks, to toliet's, paint. To windows, doors, and labor. </div>
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I look at all this and my stomach dips down to my toes, and I get excited. I look at this and look at my fish and loafs and get overwhelmed. This is so beyond me. This is too big. I am nervous and excited to see what the Lord is going to do with this. How He is going to work it. </div>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-28657596358514757912017-09-09T20:59:00.000-07:002017-09-09T20:59:02.652-07:00Lately..... <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
So much has happened in the last few weeks, I just decided I would throw a bunch of pictures on here to show ya what's been going on around here. <br />
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Some dear friends who visited, brought Thierry a</div>
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guitar. So he has been loving learning to play it. </div>
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Our dear friends Kassie and Ben, who are incredibly </div>
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talented musicians came. And we got to spend a few</div>
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days with them. Always a blast!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We blew up 100 balloons for Thierry's birthday. </td></tr>
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And I am pretty sure he thought we tried to drown him, when we</div>
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stuck him on a paddle board in the rain in the lake to celebrate</div>
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his big day!</div>
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We found some new short cuts to get to some home visits. </div>
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We had dinner with friends, well lots of meals with </div>
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friends who flew over the Ocean to come visit. </div>
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We visited the moms in vocational school, and </div>
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Ubumwe for the disabled. We have three moms, </div>
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with disability, who have an amazing chance in Gisenyi</div>
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at Jessie's place, and Ubumwe. </div>
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We were crazy blessed by a friend with two nights away</div>
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in Akagera national park. We had one amazing day, reading, </div>
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praying, connecting, napping, and listening to the monkeys</div>
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run across the roof of the tent. Hippo's in the lake by our tent. </div>
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And just some time away as husband and wife, with no kids. </div>
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We rejoined the world, the next day to go on safari with two </div>
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amazing visitors. </div>
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We got to see sponsors meet the moms, babies, and families</div>
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they have been praying for and partnering with for over a year! </div>
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Solange got some awesome jobs, from her vocational training </div>
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from Hope For Tomorrow, and a sewing machine. We love</div>
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seeing her reach her dreams! </div>
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We had some trainings at the Hope For Tomorrow office, from </div>
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visitors. Nurse GiGi was able to teach the moms about </div>
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infant care, child development, and many other things. </div>
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We got a pic with some of the moms and babies and kids. </div>
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Though we are missing 4 moms, 6 babies, and quiet a few kids. </div>
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And since this picture we have added three new babies/families to the </div>
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program! We are outgrowing our office quick! </div>
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We had good conversation and had our visitors dip their feet </div>
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in the volcanic hot springs in Gisenyi at the lake. </div>
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Uwera and Ishimwe are both on staff at Hope For Tomorrow. </div>
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They are AMAZING, and we couldn't do it without them. </div>
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3 Bible studies, 2 literacy classes, 1 English class, throughout the week. </div>
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Investing in the future of the families of Hope For Tomorrow. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And just because Moses is just the cutest at school! </td></tr>
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After getting our last three visitors off to their safari, </div>
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then to the airport. We decided to introduce Richard to some</div>
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friend cheese things at the Indian restaurant. He is addicted. </div>
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Rightly so. </div>
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After months of going, and so much amazing exciting things. </div>
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I spent an entire day in bed. Blaring the worship, sewing, taking a few</div>
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naps, getting into the word, listening to sermons. Refuled! </div>
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We had so many amazing donations. We got busy</div>
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arranging, organizing and getting them all put away. </div>
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Monthly, we put in a huge order for program. Our sponsors help</div>
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provide... infant formula, milk, infant cereal, porridge, sugar, and </div>
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fresh fruits to the at risk infants in our program. </div>
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Uwera the mighty mama, staff, and daughter. Helping to organize</div>
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and put away all the amazing donations for program. </div>
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And life is settling back in, as we go back to home visits, </div>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-75525070002127097922017-07-22T03:02:00.000-07:002017-07-22T03:02:04.268-07:00Lay it down<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Written July 20th 2017....<div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">So much has happened since the last time I updated this, that half the time I have no idea where to start!<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">But in the last few years the Lord has really dealt with my heart, in the fact that I have no control over people. I know you might read this and think “Yeah, duh, of course.” But I think we often claim to believe things, that we havent really meditated on, or really handed over to Christ. Chew on that for a minute. You. Have. No. Control. People WILL say hurtful things to you and about you. You. Cannot. Stop. It. You can do all the right things, and people will do mean and hurtful things to you and about you. They will gossip about you. They will do whatever. Thats the point, they will do as THEY will. You have no control over it, so no need to try. I have learned that if I am indeed doing things unto the Lord, then it really doesn't matter what people do, or how they react. If truly, TRULY, I was doing it without expectation from them, but because of Christ, then what they do, what they say, how they react, or dont react, not my issue. I have dont what is right unto my God. And that is really all I can do.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">But the Lord has taken this a step further for me lately. I continually have people in and out of my home. Our home dynamic is constantly changing. And if you know anything about hot and cold culture climate, you my American friends, you are cold culture climate. There is many aspects of this I learned far later than I would have liked. Like how here is more relationship based, and my passport country (America) is more task orientated.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Hot-culture climate (Rwanda)<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Relationship based.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Communications must create a “feel-good” atmosphere</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Though the individual may be otherwise, the society is feeling oriented<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Efficiency and time do not take priority over the person<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-It is inappropriate to “talk business” upon first arriving at a business meeting or making a business phone call. (This can drive an American crazy, as we just wish everyone would “get to the point”)<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Cold culture climate (America)<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Are task orientated.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Communication must provide accurate information<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Though individuals may be otherwise, the society is logic orientated<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Efficiency and time are high priorities, and taking them seriously is a statement of respect for the other person.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Can you start to see where acclimating from one to the other starts to get complicated. . .<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">But I do have a purpose for this….</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Lets look at some other area’s. . . .<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Cold culture climate (America) communication</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Direct communication<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Short, direct questions show respect for the person’s time, as well as professionalism.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-A ‘yes’ is a ‘yes’ and a ‘no’ is a ‘no’. There is no hidden meanings.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-An honest direct answer is information only. It does not reflect on how the person feels about you.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-You can say what you think (nicely) and it will usually not be taken personally.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Hot culture climate (Rwanda) communications<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Indirect</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Its all about being friendly</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Every question must be phrased in such a way as to not offend by its directness</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Use a third part for accurate information if you sense that a direct question<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>will be too harsh, or not get the results you are seeking. (Want to know if Joe doesn't like you turning on the like at 6am everyday, ask his cousin not him if it bothers him.)<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-A ‘yes’ may not be an answer to your question. It may be the first step in beginning a friendly interchange. Or verbal compliance may be required by the culture. Therefore, avoid yes-or-no questions.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Avoid embarrassing people.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Individual culture (America) once again cold culture</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-I am a self-standing person, with my own identity.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Every individual should have an opinion and can speak for him or herself</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Taking initiative within a group is good and expected.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-One must know how to make ones own decisions</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-My behavior reflects on me, not on the group.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-My identity is tied to the group (family, tribe, etc)<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Taking initiative within a group can be greatly determined by my role.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Individuals know they are automatically included in conversation, meals, and the other activities of the group.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-Possessions are to be used freely by all: food, tools, etc</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">-In a community setting, it might be common to label ones food, tools, etc to set them apart from the group’s common possessions.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Now right there is where I want to stop…… In the inclusive/privacy culture.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">When I first moved to Rwanda, this used to drive me absolutely batty. (lets not get to the part about hospitality, where in hot culture climates it is spontaneous and desired. Imagine cousin Joe showing up, and your expected to allow him to stay for a week or two, and he just assumes he will use all your stuff. Soap, Shampoo, etc) Gah!<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">But I just couldn't understand when I first came, why the girls would take my lotion, use my pillow, or I would find my stuff all over the house. MY stuff. Oh it drove me crazy to no end. It was later I learned much more on the hot and cold culture climate differences. Then it was like a stack of bricks was dropped on me, and a light bulb came on.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Now as an American, I am apt to think of things as “MY” things. Praise the Lord my husband lived with American missionaries for many many years as their son also, because he understands this crazy cold culture American climate. So it helps when we make decisions on what we are comfortable with as a family.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">One of the things I pray about often, is that the Lord would help me also let that go. Of things! I know that may seem silly. But just as it is tempting to try and expect and then be upset in expecting people to speak, act, and respond how we desire. Because we can only control ourselves and not them. And if I am doing it unto the Lord then it shouldn't matter, right?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">These are not MY things. Once again, kind of a “duh, of course.” But lets not just say that, but also mediate on that. Your things are NOT yours. Your jewelry, your left-overs in the fridge your looking forward too, your favorite big fluffy towel, your coffee, that treat from another country you can only get occasionally, your personal care products, makeup, favorite smelly Bath and Body works soap. Use it or loose it sister, because if you dont someone else will. Are you OK with that?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">If your from a cold culture climate, you want to stomp your feet and demand, of course your not OK with that. It is yours, you bought it, you earned it, and it yours.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">I have had to have many discussions with the ones in my home. Remember when Americans come to visit, we dont touch their stuff at all. Remember it is not a compliment to an American to tell them they are fat. (here it means you have enough food, and good food to eat. I have even had people say to me “Oh I hope I can be as big and fat as you someday.” and honestly they mean it! I still struggle to get my cold cultured mind to wrap around that as a compliment though)<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">But….. if it is the Lords. If this life ends, and the next doesn’t. If we cannot bring them with us, and we dont value things above relationship……. does it matter? Its hard not to feel an attachment sometimes to something or things. To take pride in things. But once again the Lord is prompting my heart “If it is all mine, then you cant get upset over someone using YOUR things.” Because none of it is mine.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">I am going to go out there for a minute too, and mention donations. Thats always risky business. I have had people make comments to me, especially if I am going to the states. “I hope I can see you, but I am not a big contributor to you, so I am sure you dont have much time for me.” People can sometimes say things, that wow, just wow. I have some people who want to be anonymous with donations, and others who feel the thanks is not sincere or big enough.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Where in the world does that put an international worker? (Just realized the unintentional pun in that, ha!)<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">I know this might be crazy to say. But its not your money or my money either. *gasp*<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">If it is really the Lords, then he doesn't need you or ME. He will provide where he see’s fit to provide. He is not lacking in resources. He is not broke. I pray to God I am replaceable. I never want to put myself in a position where I meet needs or dependency, and not on Christ alone. There is NOTHING special about me. I am HUMBLED and HONORED when people choose to support what the Lord is doing through us. Do not get me wrong.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">I was telling someone the other day, how often we dont know before the end of the month if we will have enough for the next month. I used to SPAZZ about that. I would stay up at night about that. I would pace about that.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">But NEVER once have we been hungry (In fact, our table(s) and setting seem to ever increase!). Never once have we gone into debt. Not once have we been unable to pay school fee’s. I have had times where we are so stressed over finances, and it wasn't all there. We couldn't pay all the bills, and had to decide which bills to not pay. Then woke up after completely giving it to Christ, to find someone went and deposited directly into our account and we had more than needed to make the monthly needs.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">It isn't our money. It takes a huge burden off from us. We often take on burdens we are not meant to bear.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">That person who gossiped about you? Its NOT your burden to change them. Its not your burden to get them to stop. That person who doesn't appreciate you and what you do? Its not your burden to make them appreciate anything. If you are doing it unto the Lord, and for the Lord, then thats it. Its done.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Sometimes when we examine the junk we have been carrying around with us. It was never ours to carry. And its often hard to lay down, because we have been taught by society, that we need to rely on ourselves. We need to stand up for our rights! “Its not RIGHT that she said that, someone should do something.” Lay. Down. That. Burden. Lay it down!<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Because carrying all that stress and all those burdens, it can dig you into the ground. Even literally. You are responsible for yourself. We will be working out our salvation with fear and trembling all the days we find our feet on this planet. But that alone is a big work. That we dont need to add more burdens onto it. We dont need to pick up more than our share to carry. Those things are God sized, and I do not have God sized shoulders to bear those things.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">We always seem to find ourselves invited into some hard and personal spaces. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">We get invited to the weddings, but also get invited to the hospital. We get invited to the baby naming parties, but also get invited to the family meetings. We hold hands in hospitals, and also at the police station with a battered wife or mother. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I always think back to the time I came on a short term missions trip. And on that trip, how I sat in the bus and stared out the window and watched people cultivating land, carrying things, and had this intense strong desire. I wanted to go into every house and get to know every family, the people, their stories. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Now looking back I now wonder if that wasn't a burning ember in my soul that the Lord was fanning into an all consuming fire. A passion to be the hands and feet of Christ. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">In our greatest need the Lord didn't send more money, he didn't send a program, he sent his son. And he came for relationship. Perhaps that is the being of the hands and feet of Christ. Its the sitting silently in the mess, holding a hand. Its the silent prayers from a desperate heart in the scary moments of life. Perhaps its the dancing in the wedding, and tears of the divorce papers. Perhaps its the bible study, and the lingering women at the end with the questions. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">We are all a mess. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I have found most people know their short comings. They usually know where they are falling short. And in this world, its easy to find those who will list them for you. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Not saying that sometimes…. its in the hard conversations. I remember one of a friend who loved me so much, that she sat in the uncomfortable conversation of a young girl who was so lost in her pain, and her memories, that she sat in her bathroom with a razor blade. That she had to set those boundaries, in the hard conversations. And it was in those hard conversations that forced this women, then a young girl in her hurt, who needed desperately someone to love her. But that doesn't mean we dont set the boundaries. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Its easy to get an invite to the party…..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">and in the states its all too easy to get invited to the Lularose party, the essential oil party….</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">But the times we remember most is those who have accepted the invites, that most dont want to accept. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The invite to the police station to hold the hand of the bruised women, the crushed spirit…..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The bible says to do unto others as we want others to do unto us. . . . . </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I talk to a counselor, and sometimes I just want someone to sit. To listen. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sometimes I dont even want someone to fix it. Understand it. Compare it. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I know sometimes friends and people wont understand. They cant understand this international life. They dont get the cultural differences. They wont get the individual hurts and aches of my heart. As I dont get the individual hurts and aches to others heart. And I totally get its in an attempt at trying to understand. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">But usually its the longing to just be heard. One time I was so desperate on the mission field to be heard, that I called the American Suicide and Crisis line. When I heard the lady answer somewhere in America and says “Suicide and crisis hotline, how can I help you?” </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I hesitated for a moment “I know this may sound strange. I am not suicidle. I just really need someone to listen. I am just going to unload a whole lot of junk on you. It may sound strange, as I am in a unique situation, but would you just not try to give me answers? Not try to understand it or fix it? Can you just listen to it?” </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I have never claimed to have it all together. On the other hand I am keenly aware that I am a mess. I know where I fall short. I know what I need to work on. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">We are all working out our salvation with fear and trembling. . . . . . </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Do unto others as you would have others do unto you. . . . . . . </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Listen to hear someone, then show up in that need. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Because its all messy. When it comes to people its messy. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">So many you see today, are so desperate for it. I can guarantee it. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">It was a long day(s)?. Of possible inductions, and possible cesarian. We followed a midwife behind a curtain, past the screams of birthing mothers feet away, separated merely by that curtain. “You know your going to have surgery right?” the midwife proclaimed. Uwera retorted back “Why do you want to do surgery? Explain to me the reasons?” When the stunned nurse replied “We think the baby can be big, and your look small, maybe.” Uwera clicked her tongue and responded “I want to try to do it myself first.” So we agree’d that labor would be induced at 6:00am sharp. (She has become such an amazing women of God, with such a strong voice!! I have been amazed watching how she has used everything to stand strong, and dig her feet into the ground in the things she is passionate about and that matter.)</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">We went back to the room of active laboring mothers…… </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">There is a small room with three beds. It just happened to be a time with many moms in active labor. So at any given time there was between 6-12 actively laboring moms in the room. When I found out they were not going to induce here I tag teamed in Ishimwe, and decided to encourage Uwera to try and get a corner of a bed to sleep as much as she could, and I would go home and try and catch a little sleep, and then would be back by 5:00am. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">After coming home, grabbing some quick late dinner, tucking the kids in bed, and finally falling asleep…. yep, you guessed it. 3:00am, my phone rings. “Tina, Uwera was vomiting, and has the very very strong pain, she says she needs you now.” So I did what any mom would do, and hopped out of bed, grabbed my jacket and purse and started trying to find a motto at 3:30am. I got to the hospital by 4:00am, and after some assurance, encouragement, we had a spot on bed. I was a human body pillow, or punching bag. They had moved a mattress onto the floor where 2-3 women were actively laboring. One was leaned against my leg and would randomly slap my leg. I told her “Do what you got to do. Squeeze my leg, slap it, rest on me. No problem.” Uwera had her head in my lap, and another women on the other side would alternate between slapping my arm, squeezing my arm or hand, and slapping the wall. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">We put on worship music on in labor room. It was surely holy ground. Uwera would grab my hand, squeeze me… “pray mom, pray!” </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">Around 5am she fell asleep with her head in my lap, occasionally being awoken by contractions. But she rested. Till she popped up and said “Something broke.” Which I retorted “Nothings broke, everything is normal.” “No! My water broke.” We thought we had a long road after that, she wasn't dialed much. Thierry came, and I tag teamed with Ishimwe so that I could go talk to Thierry, about 8:25am. Then I get a call that the Dr was going to check her and she wanted me. I went back and she was insisting they check her. The nurses were insisting they just checked her at 7am, and she was no where near dialated enough. She looked at me and asked for them to do a cesarian. Right then I looked down “Is that the head?” 5 minutes of pushing, and Cyubahiro Cynthia Corrine Esme was born at 9:05am!</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">They laid her on Uwera’s chest, and she gasped, with tears “Mom God is so good! God is so good!” I cannot even tell you how incredible she was. What a trooper she was. No pain meds, not even a Tylenol. She was an amazing mama, that left me in awe. She said “I did it….. I cant believe I just did it!!” “I did it!!” </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">It brought forth new life….</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">And when Esme was born, a mother in Uwera was born too. A rock star mom might I add. I have been awed to watch her. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">(Side note- she asked me to write the birth story, and post it.) </span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hospitals here are quiet different. It took us almost<br />all day on Monday to run around and get everything done. Little did<br />we know she already started active labor. Braxton hicks got us<br />all confused. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Including running around to get all her supplies,<br />from IV's to IV fluids, to vitamin shots, to surgical gloves. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In active labor. Seriously? </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Worship music playing, resting between contractions, moments<br />before her water broke. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wonderfully and fearfully made.<br />Cyubahiro Cynthia Corrine Esme. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wasnt to happy about being born. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">If you cannot read that, she was a whopping 3.85kg<br />For those unfamiliar with kg, thats about 8.5 lbs. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma carried her back to momma from<br />being weighed. Though momma was getting<br />herself collected. </td></tr>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-48987845584649299502017-05-01T07:43:00.002-07:002017-05-01T07:43:49.854-07:00An open apology to my friends <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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We sat in the airport cafe, attempting to make the last hour linger a little longer. She has been my best friend for so long. She has loved me, laughed and cried with me. We have done bible studies together, and prayed together. I have ushered her kids into my home and hugged her as her husband scooted her off to the hospital to have her precious first boy. </div>
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“I feel like we didn't get much time together this visit.” </div>
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I knew the time was sneaking up on me, and soon I would have to go through security. She would snap the car seat of her new baby in the car that I just met this trip, on her 45 minute ride home. I would board a plane, and begin a travel to the other side of the world that I called home. This last trip I came home a married women. Her the mom to another baby, I had yet to meet before this visit. </div>
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I messaged her between international flights, and she responded with “It always hits me in waves when you go. I realize your gone, and its hard.” </div>
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She has told me this before. But this time, for some reason it hit me on a different level. </div>
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I realized that I come in like a whirlwind, and suddenly like that I am gone. For five years, I whirlwind in with trauma, tears, and desperately needing an ear to listen, a shoulder to cry on. I start sleeping again, I start to function again, and just like that, I am gone again. I come in suddenly, overwhelmed at Wal-Mart, fumbling with contrasting cultures, demanding schedules, and just like that, I am back on a flight over the Ocean. </div>
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I have wanted to ask all those who have remained my friend their forgiveness. I realized how hard it must be to be my friend! And yet I have realized, how faithful they have been to me. Friends who have welcomed me into their home as a homeless drug addicted teen. Friends who sat next to my hospital bed after countless suicide OD attempts, on a respirator, in a coma. Friends in whom have welcomed me into their family, into their home, into their prayers, into their lives. Friends who never laughed at the idea of me going halfway across the world. Who prayed like crazy when I boarded that first flight, scared to pieces. Friends who always saw Gods ability, never my reality. I am not capable, not able, and surely not qualified. It is all the Lord, because I am a broken stumbling vessel. </div>
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No one ever told me, how on the mission field, you will meet so many amazing people from all over the world. You will make friends quick and form deep quick relationships. You will wonder if you have one more goodbye left in you, as another friend whirlwinds back or into their next place. But also I am thankful, as I have began to realize and trust and cling to the fact that, my residency is in heaven, on a level I would have never grasped before. </div>
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To my friends. Thank you and I am so deeply sorry. Someday, we will all be at his feet, at the banquet table, with no more goodbye’s or even the superficial 1-2 year long “See ya soon”. Someday….. we wont have to feel the miles, and distance. And I cannot tell you how I appreciate you, and how amazing of friends you are! </div>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-89670616891695980062017-04-23T10:47:00.001-07:002017-04-23T10:47:03.313-07:00Easter on African time<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Well since I was gone for Easter, we decided to do Easter a week late. So we had Easter dinner with out friend Tara and her boys.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our late (by American time) Easter pic<br />Our Right on time (by African time) Easter pic<br /><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Easter dinner cooking and baking. Uwera is concentrating<br />on keeping another bun in the oven for another week or two. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First we let the two little ones search for their eggs,<br />then we let the older ones out to hunt for eggs. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No one is going to get this boys jelly beans! This picture just<br />cracked me up!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Because life is not picture perfect. But its about the people in it.<br />I may regret some things in life, but I know I will never regret loving people,<br />investing in people, and never regret making my family priority.<br /></td></tr>
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It seems kind of fitting that I got to have two amazing Easter dinner's this year.<br />
My life is pretty divided between two continents. Two time zones.<br />
I miss America when I am here, I am down right home sick for Rwanda when I am there.<br />
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This is my familiar, America is my foreign.<br />
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I would be lying if I didn't say my heart is a bit of a mess, as usual.<br />
But I am so glad to find myself in this amazing crazy international life.<br />
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-85576150022732831792017-04-19T16:24:00.000-07:002017-04-19T16:24:31.691-07:00Amahoro....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Its 1:00am and I am in full jet lag mode. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The house is quiet, and I am enjoying a hot cup of coffee I should not be indulging in. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I just spent three weeks back in the states and it had been two years since my last trip home. It was my first trip to America as a wife, and far too long to be away from my husband. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One comment I heard a few times in this trip I wanted to write about, was peace. You see usually I am wired pretty tight. I always (and still do to a sense) feel if you are not 15 minutes early, you are late. I have always liked things just so. Everything in its place. If I did things how I was suppose to do them, then things would happen how they were suppose too. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Only....... they dont. You can do everything the way you are suppose too, and everything will fall to pieces around you. The rug will be pulled out. Really..... people will be people. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Someone asked me over dinner "What is the Lord teaching you right now?" That question always takes me by surprise. Kind of like "What is it like to live in Africa?" Its like asking you "So whats life like in (fill in the state)" </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But it wasn't to hard to answer. This has been my battle cry for almost a year. I have no control. None. Nada. Zilch. I can do it all right, make the right choices, make the right boundaries, submit the right forms, inform the proper people, be quiet when I should, refuse the bad things for me..... and you know what? People will still talk. People will still hurt me. Bad things will happen to me. The answer will be "no" sometimes when my heart is set on "yes." </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This isn't a passive thing at all. It is very active. It IS setting the boundaries. It is constantly clinging to my identity in Christ. It is fighting the battles the Lord has burdened my heart to fight, and not fighting someone else or someone elses battles that leave me exhausted and with no passion to fight the good fight. Because I am too busy trying to control all the other outcomes, I never had nor will have control over. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Someone once said to me "But if you do that.... people might say." I looked at her and said "Oh I am sure they will say no matter what." Thats just it.......</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Amahoro, it means peace. The Lord has been teaching me, stop spending so much energy and time worrying about this stuff. If I do it all unto the Lord. It doesn't matter if people talk, if they dont like my boundaries, or if life pulls all the rugs out. If I truly am doing it unto the Lord, your response, reactions, words, and so forth dont matter. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It isn't between you me. It never was. It has always and always will be, between me and Christ. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It has brought me so much peace. And it fun to see other people notice a calmness, a peace, that wasn't there. As I have laid down many a battles I never had any business fighting. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2 Timothy 1:7 "For God gave us a spirit not of fear, but of power and love and self control." </span></div>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-79051403551851982572017-03-10T20:16:00.004-08:002017-03-10T20:16:41.361-08:00Program, Engagements, babies, visits, birthdays, oh my! Th<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Life lately has been going at light speed. I have been looking at my husband lately, going.... "Is it really already.... *fill in the date*"<br />
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Time fly's when your having fun! Here are a few things we have been up too. . . .<br />
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Rebecca turned 12! </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One week after the big 1.2. This is so her.<br />She loves her fashion! She loves to laugh. She is so full<br />of adventure, sparkels, laughter, and so many questions<br />that just are so deep. Our little walking commentary. ;) </td></tr>
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Moses turned 5! </div>
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(I am seriously unsure how this has happened!) </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He has gone through the biggest growth spurt in the last 6 months!<br />But this pic is SO Moses. 100% this kids personality. Wild, fun,<br />adventerous! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uwera has a mini arriving May 17th!<br />Although I think the due date is off, and<br />we will find out more at her prenatal this morning. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uwera also works at Hope For Tomorrow.<br />Practice with a mini, while this ones mom was in<br />literacy class. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hope For Tomorrow is going well. We are now at 11 families and 18 infants!<br />In fact, we found out that infant mortality has significantly dropped since we<br />began the program! From 23 the year prior to 2 since the program started!<br /> Its quiet a few balls to balance in the air somedays!<br />But between us and Uwera, we get it all done!<br />If you are on my mailing list for my newsletters, we have an<br />awesome story of one of the moms who started in our program from day 1,<br />and what God has done in the last year in her life!<br />If you want to get on our mailing list, shoot me a email<br />with your snail mail at thenannytina@gmail.com </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother got engaged on a volcano in Congo.<br />It worked out so amazing! I got an email from an amazing photographer Natalie Crane<br />(photo credit!) that had mutual friends, and was wondering if we had<br />a spare room, as she planned to hike to volcano. It just happened to<br />land when my brother was here! So it all worked out AMAZING! </td></tr>
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<b>Reading</b>- The 19th wife. (things like the FLDS has always sparked my curiosity.) Its an autobiography of one of the "prophets" wife, who escaped, but also her mother and father were one of the first in the FLDS faith, even when celestial marriage and plural marriage was introduced and how that all went down.<br />
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<b>Dreaming- </b>Some really big dreams. We have been praying about purchasing land here in Rwanda. But thats all I will say about that for now. Also dreaming about my brother visiting in February. Oh how sweet it will be to hug his neck. It has been many a years since I have had a chance to hug that geek. We are planning many adventures! </div>
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<b>Sleeping- </b>So if you know me well. You know the true test of my emotional state is usually how well I am sleeping. Other than this recurring dream of taking a plane to Brussels to get a mocha frappe, and now included is Reeses in this dream, then getting on a plane and flying back to Rwanda. Been sleeping like a rock. I think we all have been in this house, school and ministry have been tiring this family right out. Bedtime, were ready! (Can someone figure out how to send me a Mocha Frappe, and also frozen Reeses pieces and or Reeses. Apparently this is a long standing issue!) </div>
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I continued to just be awed and amazed at how the Lord provides ALL our needs according to his riches and glory. Me and Thierry have had some bumps as every marriage does, but man, it just keeps getting better and better!! Friends who FaceTime "just because I miss your face", oh my word, my heart. You have no idea the good you do this heart! My missions org and home church. Friends here and across the ocean. I am blessed. Sure I could focus and sometimes do on the frustrations. But I think the Lord was onto something when he says "Finally brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable, if anything is excellent or praiseworthy -- think about such things." Philippians 4:8. And I have so much to look back at and praise the Lord for, and look forward too in great anticipation. </div>
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Its been awhile, huh? I have been changing things up a bit on my little corner of the world, and have been doing most of my updates via a monthly newsletter. So if you want in on that cool snail mail in your mailbox, shoot me a message with your home address to TinaInRwanda@gmail.com and I would be happy to add you to that list.<br />
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What has been on my heart lately, is how faithful the Lord is. How many of his miracles and promises fulfilled I have been watching unfold in front of my eyes! One of my girls fiancee was in an accident. And less than two months later, he is back in Kigali at work. Guys, I am just floored. Two brain surgeries and some major traumatic brain injury. God surely has been at work! It was quiet the roller coaster ride, and it just tore up my mama heart to watch my girl struggle, and not be able to fix it for her. But one thing the Lord has been teaching me, is I cannot even heal myself! Only he can. He is so faithful too.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The day he was released from the hospital.<br />
We petitioned many prayers during his surgeries, and<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the x-rays of the crack in his skull. His brain<br />
was jolted so harshly in his skull, that a large blood<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This picture is a couple weeks old. Just before he went back<br />to work in Kigali. I was awed to see him regain his strength,<br />ability to walk, talk, eat, etc. It was less than a month,<br />before he was back to being independent. A true work of the Lord!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This morning I came across this in my bible. As I was adding to my list<br />of prayer requests and answered prayers. I had to smile, and one of<br />the verses I have watched the Lord unfold in my life is Psalm 113:9<br />"He settles the barren women in her home as a happy mother of children."<br />I had no idea back then....... </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This house is never short of seats around the table.<br />God indeed is faithful. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And getting a little peak at my grand daughter, being knit together<br />in her mothers womb. I downloaded an app on my phone, and every<br />week it tells us where she is in her pregnancy and whats happening.<br />I am amazed, as the Lord knits together LIFE! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Watching hope unfold. Two of the moms in Hope For Tomorrow,<br />who have special needs will begin at a vocational school for those<br />with disabilities. And will be able to receive therapy (physical, speech,<br />vocational, music, etc) We have loved watch them get encouraged,<br />and find the abilities they have. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A few months back we started literacy classes at the office.<br />This particular mom, a few months back was learning the<br />alphabet. The hard work and determination she has put into her studies.<br />The other day I watched her write the words she learned in alphabetical order.<br />And I just sat back in awe of her incredible hard work. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And watching her daughter be encouraged and inspired by her mom. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And the best thing I never knew I wanted.<br />This man is such a big blessing, and work of the Lord in my life. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of my favorite pictures, so Theirry painted it and it hangs<br />
above our bed now. A nice evening walk with my man. He strong<br />
arms are that of protection, comfort, and refuge. He leads us<br />
in the word, in worship, and in Christ. Two people, one path.<br />
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I am going to try and do a currently tonight or tomorrow.<br />
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In Christ,<br />
Tina<br />
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-25931725374511013152016-12-08T08:01:00.001-08:002016-12-08T08:01:23.017-08:00New seasons, new mercies<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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This year has surely been a new season. </div>
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I am talking uprooting weeds, shaking some wheat and chaff. </div>
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Pruning sheers all over the place. </div>
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The soil of my heart tilled, broken, and new seeds planted. </div>
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No thats not my verse for 2018. But man has it also been true for last year. </div>
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Things I said I would never do (ahem, marriage). </div>
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and my heart grieves, longs, aches. Yet it seems my roots have</div>
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dug pretty deep into the volcanic soil of my little Rwanda village. </div>
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Not much has remained consistent. Financially (which we totally get,</div>
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sometimes people who partner have life happen, and cannot continue. We</div>
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financially, and other ways. </div>
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Starting a new program, has been such a learning process, and leaves my head spinning. </div>
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As sometimes I sit in the middle of a pile of files, budgets, numbers, order lists, </div>
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donations came through for that month. </div>
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I dont know how to explain, but lots of places that once felt solid, </div>
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It really has been a new season, new gardens, and lets be honest some</div>
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new fears and new hurts and new losses and new gains! </div>
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schedule, loves routine, loves predictable. (and how in the world I ended up</div>
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as a missionary in Rwanda, Lord knows. He must use broken vessels, because</div>
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let me tell you I am a broken sinful lover of Jesus, clinging to him like a toddler</div>
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who doesn't want his mom to leave them at daycare!) </div>
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And as the soil is so freshly tilled and turned in my heart. </div>
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And I look back at old foundations, that lie in crumbled ruins at my feet. </div>
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As I look at the mountains around me, and know the Lord is able. </div>
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As I look at how the Lord has continued to fulfill his promises to put </div>
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the lonely in families, how he has made the barren women a happy mother in the home. </div>
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As I look at the seeds of new fruits, new seasons, new harvest. </div>
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2018...... </div>
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"Look to the Lord and his strength; seek his face always." </div>
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"Mushake Uwiteka n'imbaragaze, Mushake mu maso he iteka ryose." </div>
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Anyone want to put that verse on a bracelet or necklace, seriously </div>
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Here we go Lord, a new year quickly approaches, and I yield it to you. </div>
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I yield the harvest, I yield the fresh turned and tilled broken soil of my heart. </div>
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I yield my family, my time, my hurts, my healing. </div>
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I am weak, I am broken, I am yielded, I am at your feet. </div>
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Not my will Lord, but your be done. </div>
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I will seek your face always. </div>
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For you are good, and your strength is sufficient. </div>
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Your mercy is new everyday. </div>
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You are going to learn new levels of redemption, that you have crossed off the list, threw in the towel and say, “Nope, never.” You will stop and look at your husband, and sometimes cry at times because you never knew it would be like this. You never knew redemption would be this amazing with such an incredible husband. </div>
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You will learn orphan care, orphan prevention, foster care, racism, transracial relationships, and transracial adoption is so complex, and filled with loss. You will learn you were never the first choice, and the children who call you mom, call you mom from a deep place of loss. You will change your mind on things, you never even had to consider before. Things like white privilege, systematic racism, micro aggressions. You will start listening to adult transracial adoptee’s and question yourself, and take some deep hard looks at yourself. You will look at things, consider things, you never had to consider before. Because of your white privilege you never had to consider these things. Now you do. </div>
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You will learn love on some new levels. Love that rips out your heart. Love that doesn't love back. Love that puts you in the raging fires and allows all the crap to surface, and you will have to face wounds, and hurts, and choose to forgive and heal again and again and again. Love that allows others to struggle too, and learn to solve problems. Love that does what is best for someone which isn't always what feels good, but in the long run, is the hard deep lessons of life. You will start to wonder who it hurts more to say no sometimes. </div>
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You will be a single mom for many years, and you will often have everyone in your home upset with you for one thing or another all at the same time. (Even the dog, when you make her go outside when she is annoyingly begging too much!) </div>
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Those things people think that magically disappear on the missions field. You will find the exact opposite. They are magnified. And some days your emotions will be so strong, and everything around you so intense, you will fill like you are choking on your own breath. </div>
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You will do so many things scared and alone. That you will be desperate for friendship, yet start to wonder if you even know how to have a normal conversation with your own culture. You will be that purple person. (if America is red world, and your host country blue world, you dont become blue, and you will never again be red, you turn into a purple person. And it can be kind of confusing!) </div>
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You will get hurt and discouraged. You will want with all that inside of you to go home, and with all that is inside of you, to dig your feet deeper into the foreign familiar soil. </div>
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You will wonder if you should keep messaging, calling, and checking Skype for those you miss. You will wonder what relationships are worth the hurt of pushing past the cultural differences, the miles, the time differences. You will feel like you are endlessly reaching out to connect to your passport culture. You will hate to admit, that you wonder if many have forgotten you. </div>
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You will wonder if God is all sufficient. And you will feel horrid for wondering that. You will question, wrestle, and root your faith deeper than you knew. </div>
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You will wonder why you moved halfway across the world to do these things, when you could have been doing them in your home country all along. </div>
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You will write this, while listening to your husband play with the kids, as he always lets you sneak off to the bedroom after dinner, while he plays with the kids, does bedtime stories, brushes teeth, and reads another two or three stories, and at the same time see pictures on Facebook that make your heart so divided and confused. </div>
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“An easy life is not always a good life, and a hard life is not always a bad life.” And you will thank God for the struggle. Because it is the struggle to emerge from the caccon, that strengthens the butterflies wings to fly. And struggle isn't always such a bad thing. </div>
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Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03177749966153843694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8330490960162584796.post-25427122979718853542016-11-08T03:03:00.001-08:002016-11-08T03:03:15.956-08:00My Rwandan mom<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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One day, she approached me. </div>
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Her stories are heavy with wisdom and experience. </div>
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I never want to snap pictures, out of respect. </div>
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