Saturday, November 15, 2014

amen, mary.

mary loves to draw.  sometimes we put on worship music and pray and then she will draw something that she feels like God impressed on her heart.  we want to teach her that we have a heavenly Father that speaks to her heart and she can hear Him.  sometimes she's excited about it and sometimes she doesn't want to at all (and we don't force it).  usually she draws sweet pictures of her walking with Jesus or she and luke worshipping or sometimes Bible stories.  

this picture is my all time favorite.  


she handed it to me and said… 

"mom, look i drew a picture for you!  it's kind of about God too.  you were in the desert and you were really hungry and thirsty.  so, god turned the desert into water and he made this tree grow with apples so you weren't hungry.  and, i made a heart flower because i love you."

and then my heart melted. 

amen, mary!  mama has been in the desert many a days, hungry and thirsty.  and God knows and fills my every need, every time.  this simple picture is such a treasure to me.  that God would speak this to my little girl's heart and that she drew it with such simple faith and love for me.  

i'm not overly sentimental and i'm certainly not a pack rat… in fact, i love throwing stacks of old drawings away.  this one, i hope to keep for many, many years… to remember that God always provides food and water for His people in the desert.  

Saturday, November 8, 2014

my baller...

luke loves to play sports and from about 18 months-2.5 years old he was obsessed with basketball.  he now likes just about any sport but if there is a basketball around he'll definitely want to play.  here he is playing with one of the guys that plays in our neighborhood.  this guy is so sweet and always takes time to play with luke… 



nice shooting form, bud.


then this happened.  the ball bounced up too high and hit him in the nose.  he was across the court and started running to me with a silly/stunned look but wasn't crying.  all of the sudden he starts screaming in anger and crying (i think because everyone gasped and was looking at him… he has an anger issue sometimes).  as soon as he heard there was blood, his mind was off the pain and interested in the *cool* fact that he was bleeding.  he asked me to take a picture of his face and show it to him so he could see the blood.  ha!  we wiped him up and he was good to go.  


Friday, November 7, 2014

our afternoons

sometimes life feels so normal here that i forget that our daily life is actually not "normal" for most of our friends and family.  so the last few weeks i've taken my camera outside to capture our afternoons.  

a few fun facts about indonesia.  there are two times of the day to play outside… before 7am (which we do not usually partake in) and "sore" which is about 3-5:30pm.  indonesians don't like the sun so if we're outside playing before 3:30pm many people will pass by and tell us it's hot… and i often want to sarcastically reply (oh really!?  that explains the sweat dripping off my body) but i just say "yaaa bu" and politely nod my head.  many people rest in the early afternoon because it's the hottest part of the day and people here wake up with the sun so they need a nap.  like the construction workers we had our house this week… they were sleeping all over our house from about 1-2:30… on the tile floor fast asleep.  my kids thought it was hilarious.  i digress.  it gets dark around 5:30pm every day of the year here (it's sad).  there is a call to prayer right as the sun goes down… my kids know when they hear "the mosque" it's time to go in.  everyone does.  all that to say that the flow of our day is greatly influenced by the culture we live in.  most days of the week i have my kids out right at 4pm to play and back in the house at the call to prayer.  that's our time to play outside and i love that time of the day!  

here are some of the things we do:

sidewalk chalk








they playing in our "pool" in the front yard/car port.  :)  we don't have a yard at all… most of these photos are taken right outside our house on the street where the kids play.


they play tag with the neighbors and i chat with the ladies.  another thing about life here is that there are sellers passing our house all day long making loud noises to signal that they are passing by.  each seller has a distinct noise so people know what they are selling.  we hear them all day long, even inside the house.  my kids replicate the noises as they hear them and the sellers laugh.  :)





these are becaks… they are used as transportation and can haul just about anything.  literally.  this guy is our neighborhood trash collector and kind of works for the leader of our area.  i tried to take the kids on a ride on his becak and almost flipped the thing… so he took us on a family ride around the neighborhood.  the kids loved it! 




mary loves to "tend the garden" and dig.  note, our "garden" is about 2 feet wide and has some plants that we didn't plant.  but, we are good weeders.  :)


also, everyone here sweeps the street in front of their house.  every morning around 5am you can hear "swish, swish, swish"… the little twig broom cleaning our street.  they usually do it again in the afternoon and luke likes to join "nenek mul", the sweet woman who lives in front of us.  


umm, i love him.  those buns, those squishy legs, his pigeon toed stance.  and the wedgie.  he is a constant source of laughter for us… whether he means to be or not.  



a few days last week they wanted to play golf but after loosing too many plastic ball we have relocated golf practice to the play room.  :)  here is a picture of our house… all houses here are built sharing walls with their neighbors and have gates.  




and a few times a week we'll go to the "court" down the street from us.  it's a jacked up concrete slab with some old bars to play on but we love going there.  there are always a lot of kids to play with.  luke usually ends up playing soccer or basketball with some bigger boys and mary drifts off into a world of pretend...


the young boys play soccer until about 4:30pm and then older guys come and play basketball.  danny and i play with them about weekly.  i love playing!  my kids used to hate to see me play basketball but now they are okay with it, and sometimes i even have my own cheering squad.  :)  notice the bikes are placed upside down to make soccer goals and most of the kids are barefoot.  most likely these kids have one pair of shoes for school and a pair of flip-flops.  they won't wear their school shoes outside so they either play in flip flops or barefoot.  my feet hurt just watching them.  


go celtics.  they love to wear their jerseys together.  



Sunday, November 2, 2014

to our baby...

dearest one,
right now you are a thought in my mind, a frequent day dream, someone i long to create in my imagination but i don't even know where to begin.  i don't know you yet.  i can't see you, i don't hear your cry or your laugh.  i can't imagine what your eyes look like or how your little body moves around.   i don't know how old you are or how big you are.  i long to see you but i can't.

but there is One who sees you.  Our God sees you.  we have a God who knows each line of your face when you cry and each grunt you make as you roll around in your sleep.  he thought of you before you were known to this world.  i'm so thankful that we have a God who knows us.  who knows you.

today i read through John.  i read about our Savior and all that He had to say about life.  he said that to all who receive him, he gives the right to become children of God.  we can be God's children.  he spoke of the eternal life that we can have in God.  he spoke of the light of life that is found in him.  he spoke of fullness of joy that is found in him.  there is promise of eternal joy, eternal life, eternal peace.  but it didn't come without cost.  it was our Jesus who purchased these rights for us.  he has given himself that we could join him in sonship.  he has given himself, given his life that we could find real life.

i don't know how you will feel as you grow up and think about your past or about where you came from. whatever you feel is okay and it's real.  but there is one thing that i want you to always remember.  we have a God who has always seen you.  we have a God who as always felt with you.  we have a God who loves you, who knows you, and who deeply cares for you.  we have a God who heard your cries and cried with you.  we also have a God that, despite all of the brokenness and hurt that we see around us, has promised that all things will be restored.  that one day there will be no more hungry bellies, or tears, or loneliness, or hurt.  he will come.  he will bring life. joy. peace. pleasure. forever. in the presence of the Father.  so no matter what our pasts hold as we look forward there is a certain light that we are waiting for.  Jesus is coming…




i wrote this a few months ago.  today is orphan sunday in america.  pray for children today.  pray for our child.  pray that the kingdom of God break through for families at risk of separation, pray for restoration, pray for Godly families to be called by God to adopt.  ask God if you are called to adopt or support an adoption.  pray for the hearts of orphans to be supernaturally mended by God, for needs to be met, for these fatherless to know their Father in heaven.  pray for their salvation.  pray that they will know hope… though it may seem far from them in this world, pray they know and anticipate the beauty of the restoration that will come when Jesus returns… the hope that is certain in Him.