Friday, July 04, 2008

Not working

The crazy wonderful girls I get to work with!!! Love you all!!!


Brynn! Looking ever so patriotic in her red white and blue hat! God bless America!


Tirzah! Isn't her hat so darn cute! I love it!

Mel-Belle and the beautiful strawberries


I love these girls! A-Mazing!

Wednesday night some of the girls from Comfort Food got together for the first time. We went to the park in downtown Puyallup next to Casa Mia. (I grew up frequenting this park, spending hours on the swings and in the wading pool that is no longer used)
Our mission for this night was to hangout. We spend so much time together at work and have connected on a level unlike any other group of coworkers I have ever worked with. It was refreshing to not have to talk about work, and fun to play games and girl talk without having to worry about customers.
We were asked to bring something snacky or desserty to share with everyone. I brought strawberries and made a dip (cream cheese and marshmallow cream mixed together... super easy to make and super delicious), Tirzah made a coffee cakeish blueberry goodness thing. She has mad skills. mmmmm.
The challenge for the night was to wear a headpiece that was creative.
Tirzah and Brynn were the only ones who showed up prepared. Way to go girls!
We ate and played Catch Phrase and talked and talked and talked. It was so much fun! I hope we get together again soon. Those girls are amazing! I am blessed to work with such a great group of women. God is so good to have brought us together.

Good times!

SAILING!!! For REAL this time!

On June 28th a life long goal of mine was reached... I SAILED for the first time ever! Thanks to my friend Jesse, this goal was attained. He has a small sailboat and offered to take me, Kate, Vic, and Amy, out for a few hours or so.
We met Jesse in Gig Harbor and got on the sailboat. After puttering out of the harbor and onto the Sound we prayed for wind and soon after were being swept through the waves by the gentle tug of the wind. It was breath taking. A perfect day for sailing (or so everyone said), not a cloud in the sky, and a light breeze strong enough to carry us across the water. While out in the water we saw a few seals, seagulls, and even jumping fish. It was so much fun!
I got to help tack the line, which has to do with changing the direction of the sail and where the wind hits the sail, thus changing the direction in which the boat travels. It was amazing to be a part of. Such strength in the sails it was exhilarating and thrilling to contribute to our sailing experience. A gust of wind put a tiny damper on the sails... something snapped. We had to putter from the Sound back to the Harbor. It was still beautiful and amazing. I hope to sail again and again and... you get the picture. Maybe next time everything will stay in tact and we will get to be pulled along by the wind for a greater amount of time.
It will still go down in my history book as a day to be remembered forever. Thanks friends for making it such a fantastic memory!


my feet. I was sailing. it was glorious. can you see how happy my feet are? they are wiggling they are so happy!!

Jesse serenaded us girls with the notes he strummed on the guitar for a couple hours

the ever coveted red cushion


Jesse smoking a Cheeto. did you know that cheetos are actually fried caterpillars? it was news to me too. crazy huh!

Katie and Me

Amy and Vicky

four silly girls on a sailboat


Kate looking like she was doing something. Not quite sure what is was though.

I think that is called the tiller... feel free to correct me if I am wrong

trying to be artsy fartsy

my friends on the sailboat without a name. any good ideas for a name??

the sails. an important part in the naming of this sea vessel.

Ahoy! It's Captain Jesse! Thanks so much Jesse for letting us invade your sailboat and making the day so memorable!


Vicky fashioned the orange classic life vest. these life vests are so hot! I don't understand why we don't wear them more often!

Katie was the ever so helpful "cabin girl"... thank you for all of the times that you grabbed stuff for all of us :)

Lost My Head!

We had an eventful evening riding tonight. We being Vicky and I. My bike was proclaimed to be cooler than hers by a young girl, they are the experts on these matters. Nearing the end of our ride Vicky swept in to the rescue like any super hero would, and used both, I repeat, BOTH of her first aid kits (yes she has two, one in her car, and one in her pack on her bike) to tend to a young girl at the park who had sliced her head. She was such a trooper... and so was the little girl. She saved the day and the little girl is alive and probably has some stitches by now.
As I was leaving the bike trails tonight after a long ride through the woods (and over the river... but definitely nowhere near grandmothers house), I packed up my car and secured my bike to the bike rack that is strapped tightly to my car. I drove not more than a few hundred yards down the road and thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I am totally unsure of what I saw... but there are several cars directly behind me so I keep driving. By the time I get to my next destination I am wondering if I did something stupid. I can not figure out how to open my trunk from the back seat to reach through the seats to find out if an important piece of my bike gear is in there. So I take care of business at the house and drive back past the spot that I thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I drive back and forth down the road about five or six times and I finally find this little black piece. My helmet is dead. All that is left is the dorky visor part of it.




sigh. I forgot it on the handlebar of my bike and it flew off as I drove away. oh darn. I will just have to get a new one. I hope I can find the same one at Target in the morning. sigh.
The End

Sunday, June 29, 2008

I'm Sailing!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HROJflp4-EY

Sunday, June 22, 2008

more than a page




"Life is like a book, and those who do not travel read but a page."
(an adaptation of St. Augustine's original quote)

I like this quote. It reminds me to get out and experience life... whether it be down the block, the next state over, or across the Atlantic. I intend to read many many books in my lifetime. I hope you will too! See you somewhere in the world!

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Freaked me out!

So I was sitting on the toilet tonight taking care of some "business" (sorry. tmi. I know) and I reach over to get the "paperwork" and out of the corner of my eye I see something moving on the floor below me. I could not believe it! It was slithering across the floor! It went under the door and into the laundry room. Ok... so maybe it didn't slither as much as it scampered... I am not quite sure how to describe what it did. So I finish my "business" very quickly and bravely open the door to the laundry room. Peeking out from under a very full laundry basket are four little feet and a nub of a tail and some greenish brown rough skin. There was what looked like a gecko!
(no I don't need new insurance... sorry... random thought) I didn't know there were geckos in Washington. Maybe it was a little lizard or in the salamander family. I have no idea. So I picked up the little guy ever so carefully. He didn't bite me or even fight to get away. I took him outside and gave him the freedom he had been longing for. Setting him down in the grass I could almost hear his gratitude... ok, so you can't hear gratitude from a gecko lizard thing... but I know that the life of that lizard will be much happier lived out in the great vastness of the yard and beyond rather than locked up in the house with the fear of being eaten by the cat.
Oh the adventures I have had.





Friday, June 20, 2008

Birthday Picnic

One of my good friends celebrated her birthday today. This was one of the first times in the past few years she has felt like celebrating being alive. So she decided to invite a few of her close friends and do a birthday picnic potluck. We met at one of her friends' house in Seattle and our smörgåsbord promptly ensued. We had so many delicious goodies. I brought a salad, another girl brought a pasta dish, another made nachos, another brought wraps, another veggies... and then there was cake. mmm. It was purple and apparently made of Taro root, which is a traditional Filipino thing.
We had fun being silly. My friend gave us girly party favors which included: stickers, candy Hello Kitty bracelet, candy necklace, pencil, and mini colorful clothes pins. My friend laughed and enjoyed the company of the people who are closest to her. It was fun, and all of us had never hung out before. She had a wonderful birthday and for that I am so happy :)
Happy Birthday friend!
Love ya!

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Dads Day




This one's for you Dad!
So I took my dad out for Father's Day dinner a few days after the actual day devoted to Fathers. We went to Outback Steakhouse. My dad had a steak of course... and I had chicken with artichoke hearts, sun dried tomatoes, garlic mashed potatoes and a peach bellini. mmmmmm. my mouth is watering reliving the delicious thoughts. ha!
As we spent time together I was truly blessed by how much restoration the Lord has done in our lives over the past two years. We don't always see everything eye to eye... but there is a part of our relationship as father - daughter that is developing that hasn't been there in the past. I am starting to see my dad more as a friend. sigh. That is pretty neat (I can here my dad saying those exact words). The time we have spent together in the past few months has been about sharing what is going on in our lives. A couple months ago my dad called me and asked for forgiveness for a bunch of past hurts. Since then it has been like the final healing to that wound occurred and we are free to get on with the regular parts of a father daughter relationship. I am blessed to have a dad who is living for the Lord. I am blessed to have a dad with a humble heart. I am blessed to have a dad who wants to be a part of my life. I am blessed to have a dad! I love you Dad!!
I am so looking forward to what more God has in store for our relationship. :) I am so glad that God has restored. He is the God of restoration. It is wonderful to think of the future with a close relationship with my dad. I will continue to thank the Lord for my dad for the rest of my life. I would not be who I am today without him in my life. Love you Dad!!


didn't have to


"I long to accomplish a great and noble tasks, but it is my chief duty to accomplish humble tasks as though they were great and noble. The world is moved along, not only by the mighty shoves of its heroes, but also by the aggregate of the tiny pushes of each honest worker."

-Helen Keller-

reminded again tonight by a friend through this quote that the smallest of tasks can have the greatest affect... we may never know how much our little task changed the life of another.
when I was in Africa back in 2001 with YWAM I had the opportunity to share my testimony. I grew up in a home with physical, verbal, and mental abuse. God showed me how to forgive my father for the abuse and to see him through the eyes of the Lord.
I shared that testimony in a small village off the coast of Africa. there were about 100 people gathered under a large tree, the elders of the village sat on benches and chairs that were carried by community members who had the items and the man power to get them there.
As I shared my testimony, pouring out my heart, laying the seeds of forgiveness, and explaining how the Lord had changed my life. I had an expectation that there were others who needed to forgive and for the Lord to work in their lives. At the end of my testimony I asked the crowd if there was anyone who wanted to pray with one of us to find forgiveness and healing in their life. I was disappointed as the number of responses did not match my estimation or even apply to the testimony I had shared.
At that point in the day I felt as if it had been worthless for me to share at all. What good was it for me to bear my soul and drudge up the painful past if it weren't going to bring someone to a better understanding of how the Lord can move and encourage someone to make a change and find freedom and forgiveness in their life!?
A felt defeated. Like I didn't need to speak about my past. I was upset that the Lord had told me to speak and no one had made any declarations of change at the gathering.
That night, back at our sponsor house, we had a debriefing of the day.
I shared some of my frustration and was soon stunned to silence.
One of my team mates spoke up. She shared of a young woman who had suffered years of abuse from her father, years of pain, hostility, and bitterness. The young woman approached my team mate and asked her to pray with her. She wanted to forgive her father. She found freedom in forgiveness that day.
My own insecurities, fed by the lies of the enemy no doubt, had nearly snuffed out the zeal I had for sharing my testimony. I may never have known that one young woman chose to forgive that day. Her life is now different because I was obedient to share the work of the Lord in my life. The Lord didn't have to give me that little piece of information. But I am ever grateful that He did. It reminds me to do my part in being an "honest worker" and participate in delivering the "tiny pushes" that have shaped me into the person I am today.
I challenge you to do the same. I challenge myself to find more opportunities with you all to share those little things in life that shape my core being. I hope you will share yours with me. "As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another."

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Project Home

For those of you that know where I live and the circumstances that I am living in... you also know what a cleaning day is in this house. I am eager to take photos of the mounds of boxes and piles of good will items, recycle items, and keep items, that we are forever going through. I have lived here for almost 10 months and have made more than 25 trips to the Good Will. I am not sure if this project will ever end... at least not while I am still living here.
I will post photos later.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Tuesdays Tales Week #2

Prompts for Katie... or anyone else wanting to join in on the fun :)

1. Write a story about a violin playing goat and include the quote "happiness isn't happiness without a violin playing goat"

2. "When I was a kid I had to walk to school uphill both ways, rain, sleet, snow or hail..."

3. "Love is patient, love is kind, love..."

4. Once upon a time, in a land so very close to home, there lived...

5. Her fever spiked to 105 degrees. Sweat dripped down her face whilst she shivered under the sheets...

History of Myself Chapter 1 (tuesdays tales)

I stood starring through the train as it clicked past the platform and I thought to myself, "What in the world am I doing?"
All of my possessions, minus the travel backpack in the compartment to my left, remained in a storage complex in the city I left behind. My best friend Sam had tried to talk me out of leaving for the past two months. She did not win the argument. I was on an adventure to discover the history of myself.
My view no longer was the busy city streets that never seemed to have a moments rest. My eyes now gazed upon the rolling hills of Switzerland checkered with vineyards and houses built centuries ago.
At last I could breathe. The air was fresh. No longer clogging my lungs and my mind with smog of exhaust and fast approaching deadlines.
"I'm really here." I said to myself. "No turning back now."
My best friend wasn't the only one who tried to talk me out of leaving. After my dad suddenly died of a ruptured pulmonary valve six months ago, I found out that the man who had raised me for all of my life (or as long as I could remember), was not actually my biological father.
Turns out my mom had been on a little adventure when she was in her twenties. She had traveled the world with her best friend for six months after she graduated from college. They had been friends since they were kids and decided that it would be safer to travel together than by themselves. Their friends had already accepted positions pertaining to their degrees, made other vacation plans, and could not afford to be gone for six months.
I had found out more about my mom since my dad had passed away than I ever could have imagined to be true. The life she had led me to believe that she lived during the years she was my age were in fact so far from reality that it was shocking to me.
My mom had painted herself as a proper Christian woman with high unwaivering morals. I had often referred to my mother as a prude when bad mouthing her to my friends.
The truth was quite the contrary. She had been running from the Lord during her college years as she fell into the temptations of the world and found them much more appealing than the uptight, condemning ways she had been brought up.
Her social life kept her out all night and was filled with numerous boyfriends and experimenting with drugs and alcohol.
She was now a leader in our church, teaching bible studies and occasionally speaking at womens meetings.
There were many things unraveling about this woman in my life. It was as if the picture of my mother had been out of focus all these years and slowly she was beginning to adjust the lens and let her whole picture be seen. The shadows in the background and the lines of trials were becoming more apparent day by day.
How was I to know that her past would forever alter my future?

Monday, June 16, 2008

my adorable niece



Kara celebrated her birthday with my mom and myself tonight. We went to TrackSide Pizza and enjoyed the delicious cuisine and the gentle lull, er, more like thunderous rumble of the trains rolling by. We picked an early time for dinner which was the time all the commuter trains were coming through town. So much fun though! Kara had a grand ol time. How could she not!? With her favorite auntie and grandma there. :)
Her birthday is actually on Thursday, however, she will be at the indoor water park with her sister Gabi and best friend from Spokane. Her dad is flying them in for her birthday. So special for them! Kara has been living apart from her sisters for about ten months now. I think she has seen Gabi (her sister and close friend) about as many times as she can count on two hands. What a major change for two sisters who spent every day together since Gabi was born. I am so glad they will get to spend this time together. Still praying for those girls regularly.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

calling all writers

My dad needs help writing scripts for a video project he has going on.
This help comes with payment. $250!!

http://seattle.craigslist.org/tac/wri/719769169.html

check out his add and earn some money.
He is a web developer and needs some scripts for wedding announcements.
The more you enter... the more chances you have.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

grapefruit


tonight I decided to have a healthy snack and so I found a juicy grapefruit. as I started into its ripe goodness I was brought to tears. not by the emotional experience of its goodness... nope. by the amount of juice that kept squirting me in the eyes! my determination led me to the only plausible answer. I must wear sunglasses to finish my delicious dessert. It should also be pointed out that it was nearing 10pm. I wear my sunglasses at night... only when eating grapefruit :)

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Farmer in the Dell


So I have been house sitting for a family from my church and they have enlightened me on the responsibilities of a farmer. I have been feeding a watering the chickens twice a day. They are kept in the shed, the doors are secured by two twisty ties to keep the raccoons out, and then inside a small box with a makeshift lid and a heat lamp. I take the lid off every time I enter the shed to get to fill up the water and food. As soon as I open the lid feathers are flying through the air. I think the little chicks are happy to see me. The smell is pungent. I quickly grab the water container and exit the shed to fill it up with the hose. Breathing fresh air for a few minutes enables me to go into the shed yet again. These chicks are about two months old and some growing faster and larger than the others. I scoop out the right portions of corn and chick feed making them squawk louder. After filling up both containers I put the lid back on the box making sure all chicks are securely inside. Exit the shed and secure it with the twisty ties. Mission accomplished.
All I need is some rubber boots, overalls, and a straw hat. Though I enjoyed my time with the chicks... I don't think I am quite cut out for the life of a farmer.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Tuesdays Tales: Week 1

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! In an attempt to improve our writing skills, Katie and I have decided to challenge one another to a weekly write off! We will each post 3 or so writing prompts on our blogs for the other to select from. Then we have one week to write a piece, no matter how long or short, and post it as the opener for the following weeks prompts. The only prize involved is the satisfaction of a completed piece (which is of course the prize most writers have learned to be satisfied with). We welcome any other interested parties to join in the fun and post a link to your finished piece in that weeks comments.

Okay, Katie. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to start a story with one of the following:

"That day started as usual. I got out of bed. Changed into my running gear. Put on my shoes and headed out for a run. I never would have predicted..."

"These mashed potatoes are awesome!..."

"She asked me if I thought the baby would prefer polka dots or stripes on the blankets. Does she..."

Monday, June 09, 2008

I am a slacker... nope. a little tea pot.

sorry to disappoint all my readers. I have been busy finishing up end of the quarter things like a big huge paper and a final to study for. As many of you know, I am oh so very good at procrastinating. So I have HAD to buckle down and finally DO the things I have been avoiding. I was talking to my mom about this habit of mine, she said that I have always been like this. I thrive under pressure. Its like I'm a tea kettle and it takes me getting all hot and under pressure before anything comes out. Brings a whole new meaning to the song "I'm a little tea pot"
I will try to write daily again starting tomorrow... or the next day. :)

Saturday, June 07, 2008

Happy Birthday!


Today my younger brother turned 26. I don't feel like I am 26 yet and yet these numbers that tell us how long we have been here keep getting bigger and bigger. So bizarre.
My brother BJ is 26 now. I am proud of him for going to school to get his massage license in the past year. He worked hard at school while working full time to provide for his daughter. I hope he finds satisfaction in this new career and that the doors will be opened for the right position. May God bless him in this year and draw him closer to His side.

wise words of one of my moms

One of the moms in my life posted these words on her blog and I wanted to share them. I hope she won't mind. She has been used by God in my life to give me great swift kicks in the butt when I need them, and nurturing compassion when I need that. God is so good to use so many people in our lives. He speaks through others in such a way that we can not deny His sovereignty.

PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY

Nature or nurture?

We've all asked the question. We've watched as good parents struggle with children bent on destroying themselves, either with drugs or rebellion or both; and we've wondered. Why? How can such great parents turn out such crazy kids?

And the reverse is also true. Once in a while, a really bad parent ends up with the most amazing child.

Where'd it come from, we wonder.

It's the same question I ponder as I read through the books of First and Second Kings. In these books, the two nations, Israel (the Northern kingdom) and Judah (the Southern Kingdom) list king after king after king. And in one case after another, the Lord, through the writer of the Word, pronounces judgement on both the man and his leadership.

If you're paying attention, and you aren't confused by the narrative which jumps back and forth between the two countries (almost as if it were an account of the presidents of Canada and the United States, all mingled together) you'll notice the same thing in the book of kings. A good king is followed by a crazy son, who grows up to become a really bad king. Later, suddenly, for no apparent reason, the next generation produces a king who follows after God.

How can that be?

I can't find a consistent reason for any of it. Yes, the Word of God plays a part. Godly advisers play a part. But there is one other common denominator in all of the stories of all the kings included therein.

Personal Responsibility.

By this I mean that in NO CASE does God ever say, "Hey, you know, I realize that you had a really terrible upbringing. So, here's what I'm gonna do. I'll let it slide. After all, you didn't have anyone to teach you right from wrong..."

Nope. God holds each of these men personally responsible for his own choices.

Much as he holds us responsible for our own choices.

So, no matter how much you'd like to shift blame (and believe me, I'm the queen of blame-shifting), it isn't going to cut it with God. Don't tell him that you didn't go to church because your husband didn't want to. Don't explain that you don't read the Word because no one taught you how. Don't try to explain away your sin with cultural influences, family history, or genetics. It just won't cut it with God. He will hold YOU, personally responsible for your actions, choices, and attitudes.

But there is some really good news in all of this.

Once you take personal responsibility for yourself, you can make a great exchange. God himself will take the punishment for your foolishness. He will exchange your sin for his sinlessness. It's a remarkable bargain, delivered in the person of Jesus Christ. He died for your personal responsibility.

There will be an accounting. God will evaluate your life, just as he evaluated the lives of the Kings of Israel. Own up. Agree with the truth about your life. And then, make the exchange.

His death for your sin. His resurrection for your forgiveness. His new life for your new life.

It's a bargain, I'll tell you. I did it, in 1974. Wow, what a ride! I've enjoyed most every moment since then.

I've never been sorry. Try that on for size. How about you? Have you made the exchange/

Bette

Friday, June 06, 2008

middle march... yes I know it's June

"...for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs." --George Eliot, Middlemarch

I finished a BBC miniseries called "middle march" recently. In the last scene I heard the above quote and it echoed through my mind for quite some time.
Somehow as I think about my future and the things God has put on my heart. I imagine that something big will happen in my life and that I might have a big impact on the world. Hearing this quote reminded me that my contribution to this world may not be recognized by a great number of people or even be considered "big" for that matter. However, that does not make my contribution to this world any less important. For like the series proclaimed... "the growing good of the world is partly bent on unhistoric acts"
We each contribute little things each day to the greater good of the world. Through a smile to a stranger or a thank you to someone holding a door. Our unhistoric acts do make a difference in this world.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Fly me to the moon... or ANYWHERE!


Do you ever have a serious travel itch that you can't scratch? Like it is in that middle upper part of your back that is the worst because you practically have to dislocate your arm to come within a cm of reaching it. Well thats what my travel itch feels like right now.
I keep getting emails for specials on airfare. Messages from friends around the world saying to come visit them. Texts asking me when I am going to visit.
My wanting is increasing ever more with each email, message, and text. Oh how I wish I could just pack up right now and travel travel travel.
I was watching a movie tonight about a girl who got a really cheap ticket to Paris because she offered to deliver an important package to someone. If I didn't feel like I could end up in jail more than the country I want to end up in with a scenario like that I might be offering to deliver packages around the world on a regular basis.
I will stick to my brilliant plan of winning the lottery.
Unless, of course, you want to fly me to... ANYWHERE!

Mentors are SO NEEDED!

I am doing a research paper on Mentors and the research has confirmed what I knew to be true. The statistics are astounding, dumbfounding, staggering. It is no wonder there is such a need for mentors in our society today. I am going to give you a tiny peak at an excerpt from my paper (it is going to be between 15 and 18 pages). Enjoy. Thank your mentor. Be a mentor. Raise up a generation of mentors!

Why should all children have a mentor?
According to the census of 2005 there are 73.5 million children under the age of 18 living in the United States. The census also states that 23.4% of those children live with their mother, no father; 4.8% live with their father, no mother; 4.5% live with neither mother nor father. That means a total of over 24 million children in the United States have a need for a parental figure in their lives. (census.gov)

The government and state services have a plan for filling potholes in the roads we travel on. Is this pothole in the families of America not worth filling? Will this hole continue to get larger and larger if it is not met with a means to fill it?

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

My crazy brother Nick


So my brother called me today and told me his latest plan...

If you know my brother, you know that he has many random ideas and does not fit in any box. Take a guess at his latest of brilliant thoughts!

Once I get 10 brilliant (I get to be the judge of brilliance on this one) ideas I will share what he is going to be doing.

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

What could have happened to him?

There is a friend of mine whom I tutor her daughter once in a while when she needs a break and it works with my schedule... so about a month ago I was introduced to a nice guy that she wanted me to meet.
He came to my church and we had a good long chat and seemed to enjoy each others company. We talked for about a half an hour after church and then he gave me his number and told me to call him sometime. So I did. Only when I called him I forgot to leave him my phone number. Oops.
So a little less than a week later he manages to contact our mutual friend and she calls me to say I didn't leave my number and make sure everything went well and that I wasn't avoiding the guy. So I called him the next day for the second time and left a message on his voice mail. This time ever so careful to leave my number. Might have left it twice to be thorough, can't remember. Anyway. So it has been two weeks since the message was left and still no reply.
I have decided that something tragic must have happened in his life. My favorite thought... he has amnesia because he was in a terrible accident.
Any other ideas as to what his "problem" could be?
Cause it sure doesn't take two weeks to return a phone call to a girl YOU GAVE your number to!
Please share your thoughts on his "problem"

15 minutes of fame!

More like 15 words.

I was quoted in the Tacoma News Tribune. Thankfully (for Patty's sake), they didn't put every word I had to say in the article. Ask and I will tell you. HA!

http://www.thenewstribune.com/news/local/story/379117.html

Poverty in Africa

Today we are going to end poverty.
What is poverty?
Wikipedia defines it saying: “Poverty is the deprivation of those things that determine the quality of life, including food, clothing, shelter and safe drinking water…”
In the survey I conducted in class I asked if you could have one or the other which would it be.
Clean drinking water OR new clothes?
The majority of the class chose clean drinking water.
The face of poverty often does not allow that question to have choice.
When I lived in Africa for three months back in the summer of 2001 I saw children wearing the same clothes for weeks at a time. These clothes were obviously donated a decade after they were first made and worn.
A small village I stayed in on the coast of Ghana collected rain water for the community. It was the water they used to drink, bathe, and wash their clothes with. Was this water safe?
Poverty in Africa is sounding alarms, crying for help, and reaching for change.
What does the face of poverty in Africa look like?
What can you do to help stop poverty?

Lets take a look at the face of poverty in Africa…
Today in Africa the statistics are shocking. These facts were found on cozay.com
"Every day 30,000 children die from a combination of disease- infested water and malnutrition,"
"Water-borne diseases are claiming one child every three seconds.
These diseases are the major killers of small children in Africa."
Every year six million children die from malnutrition before their fifth birthday.
More than 800 million people go to bed hungry every day, 300 million are children.
More than 90 percent of these children are suffering long-term malnourishment and micronutrient deficiency.
More than one billion people do not have access to clean water.
Like I said. These statistics are shocking.

Oprah.com shared a recent conversation between Oprah and Bono proclaiming many Africans suffer from lack of clean water and wells.
"You can't talk about water enough. It's the thing that we in this country take the most for granted," says Oprah. Bono added that making clean water available to Africans is a relatively simple action that will produce great change. "Women [in Africa] are walking sometimes 10 miles a day to bring water," he explained. "If everyone gets together, this idea of bringing water to Africa is not far-fetched. It's possible, and we can do it right now. I tell you, it will revolutionize that continent."

Last year I witnessed a group of local teens from a band called “Supersonia” make an effort to impact poverty. Five teenagers had a goal to raise $20000 to fund a well for a village in Africa. They held a concert, had bake sales, and volunteered their time for donations toward their goal. In less than a year they had met their goal. Because of these young men there is now a village in Africa with a well of clean drinking water.

A friend of mine has sponsored a child in Africa for the past 5 years giving monthly donations through an organization called World Vision. Last Christmas she and her husband decided to give an extra gift of $70 to her sponsor child. Shortly after her gift was received a letter and a photo was sent to her. In the photo her sponsor child wore his very first pair of shoes and a brand new suit for himself and also his brother wearing a new suit and his first pair of shoes. On the floor in the photo were large bags of beans and sugar and oil. The letter expressed tremendous thanks and brought tears to the eyes of anyone who read it.
BBC.com states that the average wage of most Africans is less than a dollar a day. Making the average annual income around 300 dollars.
No wonder the gift she sent that Christmas made such a difference in the life of that child and his family.

We know there is a need to end poverty. We know that we can impact this world like my friend and the boys in the band “Supersonia” did. We can make a difference in the lives of impoverished Africa.
I ask you to think of the need for clean water the next time you turn on your faucet.
I ask you to think of the millions of children that are still hungry when you go to sleep at night.
I ask you to think about the children without clean or new clothing the next time you look into your closet and proclaim you have nothing to wear.
An end to poverty may not be found today, however, we can make a dent one sponsor child at a time, one well at a time, one small act at a time.

As Nelson Mandela said:
"overcoming poverty is not a gesture
of charity. It is an act of justice. It is
the protection of a fundamental human right, the right to dignity and a decent life."
(http://cozay.com/)

Sunday, June 01, 2008

Laundry Day




It never ceases to amaze me how long I can go without having to do laundry. Guess what! Its laundry day! Having run out of my favorite items to wear I MUST do laundry today. So that is what I am doing. It makes me slightly disgusted at myself. Having lived in Africa for a few months... I saw the same children day after day running through the streets eager to play and spend time with us. They were dirty and wore the same clothes often day after day. Some of them had a couple outfits. Were they of the latest fashion? nope. The clothes they wore were probably shipped over there about a decade after they were first made and worn. Some of there clothes had holes in it and yet they still wore them. One precious little girl loved her dress even though the ribbon was missing and there was a tear in the front.
So I sit here on my floor folding my clothes and thinking I don't need to buy anything else. How often do I find myself wanting the latest of fashions? Why? Why must we all dress to the standard of what someone in the fashion world says is the "now" item? I like to think I have some classic tastes so I think I will be ok not spending money on clothes for awhile. (Sorry Stacy and Clinton!) Maybe until I finish college. I wonder if I can do it? I have so many clothes I could make it. Even if I fluctuate in size I have about four different sizes in my closet. I think I can do it. Friends. Please encourage me NOT to spend money. I have so many things in my closet already. Unless you want to buy me something I am not going to buy myself anything. I am going to say it is ok for me to use my birthday or Christmas money to buy clothes... with the condition that I have to get rid of as many items as I purchase.
So I am back to folding my mounds of now clean laundry and organizing piles into like items. Not quite ready to say goodbye to the comfort of having so many options. I think I'm not quite ready to be a missionary. Thats ok. I have a couple years before my education will be complete. And maybe a couple years of experience in the medical field before I will be jumping in to that adventure. Phew.
Lord please help me not to be so captivated by the every changing things that the world finds so important. I know in my heart that what I am wearing on a day to day basis is of no eternal value... however, I am vain and want to look hot every day! Sigh. Change me Lord. Give me a new perspective. As often as I look at my closet help me to be thankful for the blessings of a full closet. Help me to be disciplined as I strive to not spend money. (yikes!) I need an awakening in that spirit of discipline you have given me... I think it has been sleeping. Ha! You have blessed me greatly Lord! Thanks for your reminders of those blessings. I know even if I don't buy clothes for a year I will not look like a bum. You cloth the lilies of the field and you care so much more for your children. I know you will continue to provide for me.

precious moments









Yesterday my sis came to town and brought her three younger girls and was able to get Kara from her dad so all four of the girls were united for the weekend. We met up at my moms house and had a grand ol time. I was blessed with hugs and tickles. Enjoyed teaching one of my nieces some karate moves (no I don't really know any moves except for the ones I mimic from "Karate Kid") and played Go Fish. It is such a joy to see these girls growing up and see their smiles as they enjoyed being together with each other and their mom. I still pray for them all to be united again permanently in the future. God is good. He can do more than I can ever hope or imagine. Here's to hoping and imagining!!

Friday, May 30, 2008

Going to the movies


So. There is a new theatre in Gig Harbor with seats that recline. It is delightful! I have been to this theatre twice in the past week to experience its goodness. Ok. So I might have enjoyed the movies too... but the movie going experience was all that more enjoyable because of the awesome seats! The company wasn't too bad either. Love ya friends! Brings a whole new meaning to the phrase going to the movies when you actually have to drive more than a couple miles and over a bridge and pay a toll. It was well worth it in my opinion. Something I hope to make a habit of. Maybe about once a month or every other month. Good times! I just wanted to share the fun. The only people that read my blog may be the ones I have already shared this news and the experience with... but on the off chance that there are others out there needing a new movie going experience, I am glad to share my news with you.
PS. They also show old classics at this theatre I think once a month on Tuesday mornings or something cool like that.
And! And there is a theatre that you have to be 21 or older to go to because they serve you alcohol. It is a couple dollars more to go in that theatre but it is all a part of the same complex.
See ya at the movies!

Thursday, May 29, 2008

hope... it's part of love


So at the beginning of February I went to a womens conference with my church. I had the joy of being a part of worship and ushering in the women of the conference to the presence of the Lord. It was more like God took us each by the hand and gently pursued each us to the throne room. God was very "alive" in the conference. The ladies of our church had not experienced a conference like this before. There were people speaking in tongues, people were being prophecyed over. It was a spiritual awakening for so many. I was so excited to see the great majority of the women taking hold of God's hand and being changed, renewed, transformed, surrendered. It was a powerful weekend to say the least.
The conference was important in my life too. I went to the conference after being offered a free ride with the condition of being a part of the worship team. In no way did I feel like I was in a place to be helping lead a group of women into worship. My walk with the Lord was in the slumps. I had become discouraged about many things in my life. Unsure of the call on my life, practically thrown in the towel about the state of my family, and fretting about the desires in my heart.
On one of the nights God spoke to me loud and clear about Hope. He reminded me that Hope is part of Love.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7 "Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."
There it was. Love always hopes. I was not hoping. I had thrown in the towel on my family. Given up on the power of the Lord. I felt like there were too many things that needed restoration and there was no way all or any of those things could change. I was hopeless. A sad state. How can God use a hopeless person? What good is a hopeless person? Can a hopeless person pray for others?
God called me to HOPE in that weekend. Reminding me to love my family like that, to love my friends like that, to love myself like that, because that is the way He loves and I am called to love like that.
So I asked Him to restore a spirit of hope in my life. I began praying for my family again. The state of each of my family members overwhelmed my heart but it was not too big for the heart of God. I began proclaiming hope over the lives of my friends. God showed me that His call of hoping for my friends was ever so important. God renewed my hope in the future He has for me. Refreshing my spirit. Bringing peace to my heart.
Two weeks after the conference had passed a week of jaw dropping happenings occurred.
My family has been going through major struggles for the great majority of my life. As a child and into my teen years my dad was abusive physically, verbally, and emotionally. My dad never recognized his disciplinary actions as abuse. He was sure that a strong hand, or fist, or foot, or word, was an acceptable means of discipline. I had forgiven him many times as a kid and when I did YWAM (youth with a mission) in 2001 God opened my eyes to true forgiveness and gave me the ability to see my dad in the the same way that He sees my dad. Now I can look at my dad and not see the pain of the past and have bitterness in my heart, now I can truly love him.
So first thing to happen that week. My dad called me (which doesn't happen all that often) and he told me he is taking a class at his church. He told me that he needed to call and ask for my forgiveness. He listed one by one the things that he wanted forgiveness for. I told him that I had forgiven him years ago. He was quick to say that he knew that, however, he HAD to ask me for forgiveness himself.
Wow! God of hope indeed! I don't think I had been more shocked out of my mind then on that day. And ecstatic! God was renewing my spirit of hope.
Another great thing to happen that week... my sister was living in Montana, having left her four daughters and husband to a man she met on the Internet. She had given up everything for this relationship. Lost all rights as a parent. Her oldest daughter whose father was different than the three other girls was taken away from the dad and sisters she had grown up with for the past 10 years because of her choice to leave her family. The week of hope renewed I got another call. My sister was moving back to the city where her girls and ex-husband lived. She had found a job and would be moving within two blocks of the girls in less than a months time. Hope renewed yet again!
I don't know why I found all this so surprising. It was blowing my mind what the Lord was doing!
That week I also learned of great things in the lives of one of my brothers and my mom. My brother flat out told me that he recognized the mistake of the relationship that he was in. My mom confessed that she was taking a codependency class. Victory! She has been struggling with that for the great majority of her life and has let many people walk all over her and take advantage of her(myself included). Wow! God of hope is transforming my family!
I was reminded this morning that even though my family may still be struggling and making poor choices again... I am still called to love them with that spirit of hope. Love transforms. Hope transforms. God transforms.
Don't give of hope. Keep hoping for your loved ones and yourself.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

so stinkin blessed!


Today was a fun day at work as most days are. I had some thrilling conversations with co-workers, meaningful moments with customers (going a bit deeper than you might normally go at an ordinary restaurant... but I am not an ordinary waitress), just an all around good day. Not too busy, not too stressful.
I was greeted with smiles and hello's and hugs when I arrived. How many places of business are as wonderful to work at?
One of my co-workers gushed her good news and squeals of delight were heard throughout the place. Joy so often echoes off the walls it is not surprising when heard.
I am just feeling really blessed. God has provided me with a wonderful place to work. I find myself being challenged there, built up, opportunities to share my faith, opportunities to love on many people, opportunities to mentor. It is truly a blessing! And they are flexible with my ever changing college schedule. And their hearts are the best thing about the place. I am just blessed and felt I needed to write it down. So there. I am ever so astonished at the orchestration of the life that I am living... God truly is at work. I am blessed. sigh.

Monday, May 26, 2008

Random Dreams

The other day I had a dream that I was dating a professional cheese taster. I found this really funny in my dream and playfully mocked the cheese taster. He was quick to inform me that cheese tasting is serious business... which just made me laugh more! I also found it funny that I was dating a cheese guy because I am lactose intolerant! Ha! Oh the irony. I do like cheesy guys though. Being comfortable as a goof ball is something I think is very attractive in a guy. Maybe that is what the dream was really trying to tell me... I am going to have a really cheesy guy! Maybe he will like be a comedian or something! That would be rad!
Another dream I keep having... that I win the lottery! I am hoping this one doesn't have any other meaning except that I win the lottery! That would be rad too!
The end.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Do I know Hunger?


Breaking News:
Every seven seconds a child dies at the hands of a silent killer: Hunger. It has been announced in Ethiopia this week that millions of Ethiopians are at risk for hunger. According to the BBC news and UNICEF more than 60,000 children in two Ethiopian regions require immediate specialist feeding just to survive. The situation is expected to worsen in the next few months as crops fail. Aid agencies in Ethiopia say they are short of funds as donors concentrate on the emergencies in China and Burma.
Paulette Jones, of the World Food Program, said a combination of events have led to the situation. "We have drought - a really poor rainy season - and, of course, we have high food prices worldwide."
Food for the Hungry Relief Director Matt Ellingson says the drought has caused enormous loss of livestock and crops, leading to loss of livelihoods and increases in malnutrition rates in many areas. Ellingson also says a number of schools had to close their feeding programs because even though they received food from the international community, they did not have enough water to prepare the food, forcing a number of children to drop out of school.
As predicted in May of 2005 UNICEF’s Eric Durpaire said that in addition to the immediate response, longer-term support is also necessary for Ethiopia. “Otherwise, if we don’t improve the general situation, this problem of chronic acute emergency will come back. Each time the rain delays, we will face the same problem.”
The World Food Program estimates it needs to raise $147million to tackle Ethiopia's needs. "We are hopeful that donors will be forthcoming," said Paulette Jones. Other aid workers are not so confident. They say the money just is not arriving, with donors concentrating on the disasters in Burma and China. The UN estimates it currently has a shortfall of 180,000 tons of food - and presently has no promises to meet this target.
There are several options if you would like to make a donation to the relief efforts in Ethiopia. World Vision has set up a fund that can be found on their website www.worldvision.org. You can also make a donation on the website www.wfp.org (world food program) or www.fh.org (food for the hungry).
"I’m just one man – how can I help so many dying people?"
This was the question Food for the Hungry founder. Dr. Larry Ward, asked himself more than 35 years ago. His response set the cornerstone for Food for the Hungry ministries ever since: "They die one at a time; we can help them one at a time."

If you want my sources I will be glad to share them with you.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Love

I have been reading a book called "Blue Like Jazz"... no it is not about music... rather it is an eye opening book about Christianity and Spirituality from the perspective of a man from the Northwest. I have found myself bursting into laughter, sobered by conviction, and shaken to a new reality of how Christians can be perceived.
In one of the more recent chapters I have been reading, the man joined a church that was in the beginning stages of a church plant. There were about 10-15 people attending at that point and they met each week for worship and prayer, expecting the new members to just show up in droves. This was not the reality that they experienced. During one of the worship and prayer nights a challenge was put out there. Everyone was asked to love on someone that week just for the sake of showing them love, not to preach to them or to bring them to church, but just to love on them. They were challenged to love on someone that was different than them. Someone not in their regular circle or sphere of influence. It was a challenge that everyone committed to. As they loved... they saw people coming to church, they saw people being transformed because they had not seen love from a church like they experienced through them.
It is powerful when God calls us to love. I have felt challenged to love more too. It is our responsibility as "the church" to show people what love is. The world is truly polluting and contorting the definition of love. Lets stand up for love and bring it back to the standard that it was given when God first created love. How can you share the love this week? Today? I challenge you, and me, to love someone this week for the sake of loving. Love on!

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Happy Mothers Day!


Me and my mom... it only took us 20 tries to get our smiles right :)



To all my moms out there...

I would not be who I am today if it weren't for you! Thank you for investing in my life and sharing your pearls of wisdom, and kicking my butt when I needed it, and loving me in the way that only moms know how. I love you all!

Saturday, May 10, 2008

who am I in Christ?

Who I Am In Christ
I am accepted...
John 1:12 I am God's child.
John 15:15 As a disciple, I am a friend of Jesus Christ.
Romans 5:1 I have been justified.
1 Corinthians 6:17 I am united with the Lord, and I am one with Him in spirit.
1 Corinthians 6:19-20 I have been bought with a price and I belong to God.
1 Corinthians 12:27 I am a member of Christ's body.
Ephesians 1:3-8 I have been chosen by God and adopted as His child.
Colossians 1:13-14 I have been redeemed and forgiven of all my sins.
Colossians 2:9-10 I am complete in Christ.
Hebrews 4:14-16 I have direct access to the throne of grace through Jesus Christ.

I am secure...
Romans 8:1-2 I am free from condemnation.
Romans 8:28 I am assured that God works for my good in all circumstances.
Romans 8:31-39 I am free from any condemnation brought against me and I cannot be separated from the love of God.
2 Corinthians 1:21-22 I have been established, anointed and sealed by God.
Colossians 3:1-4 I am hidden with Christ in God.
Philippians 1:6 I am confident that God will complete the good work He started in me.
Philippians 3:20 I am a citizen of heaven.
2 Timothy 1:7 I have not been given a spirit of fear but of power, love and a sound mind.
1 John 5:18 I am born of God and the evil one cannot touch me.

I am significant...
John 15:5 I am a branch of Jesus Christ, the true vine, and a channel of His life.
John 15:16 I have been chosen and appointed to bear fruit.
1 Corinthians 3:16 I am God's temple.
2 Corinthians 5:17-21 I am a minister of reconciliation for God.
Ephesians 2:6 I am seated with Jesus Christ in the heavenly realm.
Ephesians 2:10 I am God's workmanship.
Ephesians 3:12 I may approach God with freedom and confidence.
Philippians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me.

"The more you reaffirm who you are in Christ, the more your behavior will begin to reflect your true identity!"
(From Victory Over the Darkness , by Dr. Neil Anderson)