Monday, December 31, 2007

Happy New Year!

We are all a little sick. It's only 7pm and I'm going to bed early. I took the kids outside to light some fire sticks. Sarah wanted more, but I only bought 6. I'm sure we will be hearing the fire works going off in the streets until late tomorrow morning. I'm very glad we can never judge a life by a single event. Our New Year is very uneventful (at least it seems so). We will have to try harder next year! The interesting thing is New Years comes even when I don't pop a cork of Champaign. Time is funny like that...celebrated or uncelebrated time continues to fly by! God bless you and keep you safe! God meet your needs and even bless you with some of your wants. Most of all may you know Him personally. May you know the joy, peace, and hope He is able to give to you. May you be surrounded by people who love you.

A different kind of New Years

Juergen left for his parents house this morning. He was going to go last week, but the car was having engine problems. It took a few days to get the car fixed and He needed to be here on Sunday night so it made no sense for him to go last week. He will be gone most of the week. I hope he has an encouraging visit with his parents. I'm also hoping to have the strength and love to be a good single mom to 5 kids. Jessica is sick. She has kept me up most of last night. Thomas is also sick. This isn't going to be my "best" New Years. I'm already so tired my hands feel numb. I imagine God has extraordinary things ahead. I always look back on the year and realize it turned out to be so different then anything I could have thought or imagined. Some times it's harder then I had thought. But so often it's much better. I'm going to have to have a real New Years party some time in January with Juergen. Tonight I think I'm not even going to make it until midnight.

Saturday, December 29, 2007

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A home school family

Germany will not let us home school, but I thought this was really cute.

Nicole and I are hoping to build a house in Mexico at the same times as the music group The Newsboys. This is one of my favorite Newsboy songs (oldie goldie). Please help us build the house! Learn more about Global Tribe Here.

Friday, December 28, 2007

We got a wii for Christmas

We got a wii for Christmas. Juergen found this video, and it gives you an idea of where the wii is leading us. Cool!

Minister brings parable of talents alive in Ohio

HERE is a story about a pastor who gave $50 to each adult member of his church and $10 to each child and challenged them to double the money in 7 weeks, the profits going to missions. It's so cool what some of these people did!

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Our house for Mexico

Some good friends gave Nicole a hand made card with a donation for our Mexican house project. If you want to donate something towards the building materials for a house Nicole and I hope to help build in Mexico for a very poor family next summer, you can give money by pay pal. The donation link is on the side bar. Thank you! 100% of what you give will go to the house, not towards us.

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Man gives waitress $50,000

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Wednesday, December 26, 2007

These are photos Philip took with his Christmas gift

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A change of plans

Juergen waved good bye to all of us this morning. He was headed North to his parents for the rest of the week. The engine light went off about 20 minutes into the drive, so he turned around and came home. Germany has 2 Christmas days, so he will need to take the car into the shop tomorrow. Hopefully it's something small and easy to fix. He couldn't take any chances. It's a 1000 km trip. The good side is we got to have him home today. The bad side is his dad is really needing the help. It is very stressful caring for Juergens mom, as I'm sure you can imagine. Please pray he can travel safely tomorrow. It began to snow today. The roads should be clear, and he has very good tires but you never know.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Monday, December 24, 2007

a man and the bird's

The Man and the Birds by Paul Harvey

The man to whom I'm going to introduce you was not a scrooge, he was a kind decent, mostly good man. Generous to his family, upright in his dealings with other men. But he just didn't believe all that incarnation stuff which the churches proclaim at Christmas Time. It just didn't make sense and he was too honest to pretend otherwise. He just couldn't swallow the Jesus Story, about God coming to Earth as a man.

"I'm truly sorry to distress you," he told his wife, "but I'm not going with you to church this Christmas Eve." He said he'd feel like a hypocrite. That he'd much rather just stay at home, but that he would wait up for them. And so he stayed and they went to the midnight service.

Shortly after the family drove away in the car, snow began to fall. He went to the window to watch the flurries getting heavier and heavier and then went back to his fireside chair and began to read his newspaper. Minutes later he was startled by a thudding sound...Then another, and then another. Sort of a thump or a thud...At first he thought someone must be throwing snowballs against his living room window. But when he went to the front door to investigate he found a flock of birds huddled miserably in the snow. They'd been caught in the storm and, in a desperate search for shelter, had tried to fly through his large landscape window.

Well, he couldn't let the poor creatures lie there and freeze, so he remembered the barn where his children stabled their pony. That would provide a warm shelter, if he could direct the birds to it. Quickly he put on a coat, galoshes, tramped through the deepening snow to the barn. He opened the doors wide and turned on a light, but the birds did not come in. He figured food would entice them in. So he hurried back to the house, fetched bread crumbs, sprinkled them on the snow, making a trail to the yellow-lighted wide open doorway of the stable. But to his dismay, the birds ignored the bread crumbs, and continued to flap around helplessly in the snow. He tried catching them...He tried shooing them into the barn by walking around them waving his arms...Instead, they scattered in every direction, except into the warm, lighted barn.

And then, he realized that they were afraid of him. To them, he reasoned, I am a strange and terrifying creature. If only I could think of some way to let them know that they can trust me...That I am not trying to hurt them, but to help them. But how? Because any move he made tended to frighten them, confuse them. They just would not follow. They would not be led or shooed because they feared him.

"If only I could be a bird," he thought to himself, "and mingle with them and speak their language. Then I could tell them not to be afraid. Then I could show them the way to safe, the safe warm barn. But I would have to be one of them so they could see, and hear and understand." At that moment the church bells began to ring. The sound reached his ears above the sounds of the wind. And he stood there listening to the bells - Adeste Fidelis - listening to the bells pealing the glad tidings of Christmas. And he sank to his knees in the snow.

You can hear it here. It's called a man and the bird's. I just read this on another blog and thought it was great!

Sunday, December 23, 2007

A red wagon for Christmas

My Mom sent me this....

It was the day after Christmas at a church in San Francisco.

The pastor of the church was looking over the crèche when he noticed

that the baby Jesus was missing from among the figures.
He hurried outside and saw a little boy with a red wagon,

and in the wagon was the figure of the little baby Jesus.
So he walked up to the boy and said,

"Well, where did you get your passenger, my fine friend?"
The little boy replied, "I got Him at church."
"And why did you take Him?" asked the pastor?
The boy explained, "Well, about a week before Christmas,

I prayed to the little Lord Jesus, and I told Him if He would bring me

a red wagon for Christmas, I would give Him a ride around the block in it."


Monday, December 17, 2007


My sister sent me this. I'm not trying to promote McCain here. I just thought it was a good reminder of what some people have done so that we might be free. They showed great courage and sacrifice. We should always remember that courage.

"As you may know, I spent five and one half years as a prisoner of war during the Vietnam War. In the early years of our imprisonment, the NVA kept us in solitary confinement or two or three to a cell. In 1971 the NVA moved us from these conditions of isolation into large rooms with as many as 30 to 40 men to a room.
This was, as you can imagine, a wonderful change and was a direct result of the efforts of millions of Americans on behalf of a few hundred POWs
10,000 miles from home.
One of the men who moved into my room was a young man named Mike Christian. Mike came from a small town near Selma, Alabama He didn't wear a pair of shoes until he was 13 years old. At 17, he enlisted in the US Navy. He later earned a commission by going to Officer Training School Then he became a Naval Flight Officer and was shot down and captured in
1967. Mike had a keen and deep appreciation of the opportunities this country and our military provide for people who want to work and want to succeed.
As part of the change in treatment, the Vietnamese allowed some prisoners to receive packages from home. In some of these packages were handkerchiefs, scarves and other items of clothing. Mike got himself a bamboo needle. Over a period of a couple of months, he created an American flag and sewed on the inside of his shirt.
Every afternoon, before we had a bowl of soup, we would hang Mike's shirt on the wall of the cell and say the Pledge of Allegiance. I know the Pledge may not seem the most important part of our day now, but I can assure you that in that stark cell it was indeed the most important and meaningful event
One day the Vietnamese searched our cell, as they did periodically, and discovered Mike's shirt with the flag sewn inside, and removed it. That evening they returned, opened the door of the cell, and for the benefit of all of us, beat Mike Christian severely for the next couple of hours. Then, they opened the door of the cell and threw him in. We cleaned him up as well as we could.
The cell in which we lived had a concrete slab in the middle on which we slept. Four naked light bulbs hung in each corner of the room. As I said, we tried to clean up Mike as well as we could. After the excitement died down, I looked in the corner of the room, and sitting there beneath that dim light bulb with a piece of red cloth, another shirt and his bamboo needle, was my friend, Mike Christian. He was sitting there with his eyes almost shut from the beating he had received, making another American flag."

Saturday, December 15, 2007

I'm breaking my fast

After 30 days I've decided to break my fast. I've had a head ache for a week and I just don't have the energy to parent my 5 kids any more. I'm getting grumpy and I don't think the fast is helping me get closer to God anymore. I think the first 10 days were very good for me spiritually, but the past 20 days I just did it because I said I would. Now I think I've got to break it. Sorry if that becomes a stumbling block to anyone else trying to do this too. I find the lack of protein very hard to deal with. Maybe if I didn't need to race around all day cooking, cleaning, shopping, etc it would be do-able . As it is, I'm glad I hang in there as long as I did. The past week I've been really grumpy. I am very short with the kids. I am not being a good parent, so I feel like it's time to stop the fast. Maybe I'll fast again 40 days before Easter. Next time I'm going to keep eating meat and just fast sugar.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

The Christmas party

I took Jessica and Sarah to the Christmas party at Jessica's school today. It began with a one hour church service. Jessica was pretty restless and basically wanted to leave the whole time. She does not enjoy sitting in a crowd of people. At one point in the service 4 very large paintings were brought on the stage. Jessica looked like she wanted to drag me to the stage to look at these paintings. I guess she saw them made. I did go see the paintings, but I waited until after the service. I'm sure no one in the room appreciated these paintings of the Christmas story more then Jessica. She got excited to see Jesus. It would have been nice if she could remain polite in the service. Sarah was very well behaved. But people were never "polite" around Jesus. Later I asked Jessica's teacher to ask Jessica what she would like to get for Christmas. At first Jessica wrote she wanted good food to eat. Then she wrote she didn't want any gifts because she could not say thank you (Jessica can not talk). I told Jessica she could write me a Christmas story, that would be thanks enough. She wrote that she would try. I think she is very sad she can not talk. I'm sad too. To hear her voice would be the best gift I could ever get! Just to hear her sweet voice.

Monday, December 10, 2007


Juergen was sick most of the weekend. Today I'm feeling tired and not really too healthy. Jessica was not too happy at school today either. It's so cold and dark here. I'm just not a fan of winter. I said it once, and I'll say it again...I wish I was in Thailand!

Saturday, December 08, 2007

New everything...and just before Christmas

I'm sort of use to Juergen going out and buying everything he wants about 2 weeks before Christmas. This year his shopping habit have taken a different direction. Our dishwasher, cloths dryer, and stove all broke (no kidding). He would make the trip to the appliance store for a new dishwasher, then two days later the cloths dryer broke. We had wet cloths hanging everywhere. It was a disaster! So Juergen went to get a new cloths dryer. Then the very next day it was the stove. So we have a limited budget for Christmas. Everyone will get a gift, but not the whole toy store! They only need one gift because they all have so much anyway! I shopped today for the top idem on their lists. I also had to buy Nicole new cloths. I bought her new shoes and jeans 2 months ago. Her shoes are already too small, and the jeans are 2 inches too short. She now wears a size 43 shoe (I think that is a US size 10). She is almost 5 feet 10 inches tall. She needs to stop growing because it's getting impossible to find her cloths.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

My fast

Juergen brought home some Chinese food for dinner. I wasn't going to eat any because of my fast...but I gave in. I eat some fried rice, and won ton soup. It was mostly legal food (rice and veggies) but also included some meat and fat. It tasted great I must admit. OK, I will go back to my fast tomorrow. It was day 20 and there are 20 more days until Christmas. I guess if your a legalistic kind of person, you are shocked I eat meat and some fat. I'm not legalistic. I've been very good for 20 days, I'm just human and that is why I needed a Savior in the first place!

The Kings 80th birthday.

Philip and Thomas are both from Thailand. Here is a picture of them wearing yellow last year in Thailand. We all wish we were there now! Happy birthday to the longest ruling king in the present world. He is a very good king who loves and helps his people.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

David Bowie & Bing Crosby - Little Drummer Boy

I saw this on another blog and thought it was great! I love this song because it is about bringing what we have to Jesus...He never asks for more.

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