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The mission continues

Last night, our India group had an opportunity to get together and share our continued vision and support to end human trafficking. Tomorrow morning, Rani is headed back to India to continue her mission. She is meeting with many dignitaries and UN officials. As we sat and talked and learned about the continued efforts of the tronie foundation, I was just amazed by the work she is doing. Last spring, when we were preparing to go , the details and the preparation  were overwhelming at times. But at that point, I was honestly preparing for MY comfort. "what can I bring if this happens, or that happens.."

As we were getting an update from Rani, I realized that without a doubt, our hearts have all been changed by our experience. Her stories and updates were now PERSONAL. The kids she was talking about we knew, the people she will be meeting with, we had met. The places she was going, we had been. It is amazing!! India is now engraved on our hearts...all because of one person....

Rani is once again headed across the world

 and I was reminded what she is preparing for. She isn't preparing for herself, she is preparing to be a voice for all  of the children we met with, played with, cried for and prayed for.

 

 

She is headed back to continue to do great things.

For the next 2 weeks, mighty things will be happening. I am so honored to even have been a small, small part. 

Why?????

Will someone please tell me why one household needs ALL of these delivered in one day.....

 

It certainly doesn't makeme a more informed voter. Just  a better recycler.  And FYI, if I could recycle the tv adds right along with the mailers I would. So not a fan........

These however I welcome.....

 
Christmas must be coming becausee the  catalogs fairies are delivering daily! whoot! whoot!

keeping up

There certainly is a ton going on around here, Hence the lack of posting. However, my Blog is about to get ignored again for a bit as I head to Arizona with some girlfriends for some sun and relaxation. I wasn't sure where to start, but as I was reading a poem from a friend of mines Blog, I realized that with all the hectic days filled with sometimes worry, sometimes celebration, sometimes regret, sometimes with awareness, otehr with ignorance..i realized this poem is perfect to step in on my behalf...so until next week, enjoy.

Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory.

 

Build me a son whose wishbone will not be where his backbone should be; a son who will know Thee….Lead him, I pray, not in the path of ease and comfort, but under the stress and spur of difficulties and challenge. Here let him learn to stand up in the storm; here let him learn compassion for those who fail.

Build me a son whose heart will be clean, whose goal will be high; a son who will master himself before he seeks to master other men; one who will learn to laugh, yet never forget how to weep; one who will reach into the future, yet never forget the past.

And after all these things are his, add, I pray, enough of a sense of humor, so that he may always be serious, yet never take himself too seriously. Give him humility, so that he may always remember the simplicity of greatness, the open mind of true wisdom, the meekness of true strength.

~General Douglas MacArthur

 

 

 

 

Ayden:

 

 

Nolen:

 

 

Ketner:

 

 

(braces off!!)
   
   

Hold on tight

A friend of mine introduced me to this BLOG. The author is unknown to both of us, but her story is flying across the world. Start at the beginning. As a parent it is so close to home that it almost rips you in 2. Her testimony is incredible and her ability to communicate her thoughts during this tragedy is unbelievable. For reasons we may not know, her story is here to teach us and remind us to HOLD ON TIGHT TO THOSE YOU LOVE!! HOLD ON TIGHT!!   (as you do pray for them)

 
 

Life is throwing me new images and feelings everyday. every minute. it is hard to chose 1 word, how can just 1 word display enough meaning? One minute the word reflects just my desires, then the next is is for my family, then it changes to my relationships. But tonight,  especially tonight, after watching the footage of Haiti!   How do i use 1 word to describe my sadness and helplessness and GRATEFULNESS

There you go again Joe, you silly guy. wink, wink" you should listen to the Maverick

You know yor doin something right when your 12 year old interupts you and your husbands conversation, while we were deep into our own  Sarah Palin miserable voice impersonations,  to say, "you guys, stop being Sarah Palin, you Mavericks".

Another ray of sunshine: The other day we were driving in the car and Ketner says" Hey mom, tell me the most important thing to survival......Food.....water........or........Hope?  I said, well my vote is HOPE. He said, mine too :)