Saturday, May 26, 2007
Anyway, back to the swing. I didn't have much money but when I sat in this hammock swing I just had to have it! The old guy who was selling them gave me a discount and I bought it with my last $20.00. At that time we didn't have a yard or even the prospect of one but I knew that we would eventually have one since we had been praying. We brought it back to Mongolia and pretty much forgot about it. Then Hetee dug it out the other day and set it up for me. It was so nice and, for a minute, I felt like I was taking a siesta under the mango tree in Putla again. That is, until everyone came out to see what all the fuss was. It was nice to show my kids and my husband a little bit of Mexico.
Abi in normal voice, but with a hint of scorn: You goin' to jail. You stealed somefing!
Squeeky voice: Oh no, peeeeeese!
Normal voice: I'm gonna put your horse in jail, too.
Squeeky voice: Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh...............
And on and on it goes. She's so darn cute, I wish I could just listen to her play all day. But then I probably wouldn't get anyfing done...
Thursday, May 24, 2007
When I asked her why she prayed to the Statue of Liberty she replied that some people pray to the Buddha statue. I explained that we should only pray to God alone. She understood. Still, it impressed me that a three-year-old, who's never even seen the Statue of Liberty, and only heard about it once or twice could compare it to the Buddha statue that's up on a hill on the other side of town.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Normally I don't blog about ministry-related things very much. But I was recently asked to write something that will be published in a German missions magazine and felt impressed to share it with you all tonight.
I would like you to see this post as a plea on behalf of all of those babies who cannot open their mouths and defend themselves.
She sat perfectly still, staring down into her cup of tea. On her face, she wore an expression of disbelief accompanied with sadness and uncertainty. How would she ever cope?
Her future had been laid out like a freshly ironed shirt. Her oldest sister, who worked to support the family, made sure that her little sister was taken care of financially. Things were tight but she wanted the best for her youngest sibling who was just barely 17. Their mother was proud of both her girls. With high school graduation out of the way, they all looked forward to the furthering of her education, and the bright future that no doubt awaited this young girl who sat before me now with trembling hands.
Sitting next to her, was her young boyfriend. He had just begun his first year of university and a baby was nowhere in his plans. He knew that having sex before marriage was wrong, yet giving in seemed to give them the security they needed before he went away to school. Some security!, he thought. Now, their future was more uncertain than ever. Maybe his parents were right. For the first time, he agreed with them that his future and his education must come first. There would be plenty time for a family after he graduated and got a good paying job. Yes, he was sure that abortion was the way to go. He squared his shoulders as a look of bravado washed over him. But the boldness he felt at his decision was quickly replaced with fear once more as he glanced over at his girlfriend. Was abortion really as dangerous as they say?, he wondered. And what about the baby? Is abortion the same as killing someone? He looked hopefully at the man and woman sitting in front of him. Maybe they can give me some answers.
- Nutritional foods to support their pregnant bodies and growing babies
- Prenatal vitamins
- Birth classes
- Prayer and counseling
- Food and baby items once a month up to a year after the baby’s birth
These services are free for the women but they do cost money! The prices of nutrient rich and protein foods have risen in the past months and it leaves us with the need to increase the amounts spent on each woman. But given these changes in prices, it still only takes about $12.00 per week to provide for one woman. Think about it, for what most people spend on a one-time trip to McDonalds, you can save the life of a baby in
If anyone is interested in helping, please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org to find out how.