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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Mike and the team are home safe and sound!
Praise God for a safe journey home.
I will regale you with tales of his adventures soon.
Thank you for your prayers.


Monday, January 26, 2009


You know that feeling you got when you were a small child when something really exciting was going to happen? The little thrill that ran through you and kept you from sleeping? The butterflies in your stomach? They kept me from sleeping this morning because all I could think was that Mike is coming home tomorrow!


Sunday, January 25, 2009

Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

No, I don't like old standards and I am not humming it under my breath.
In fact, I am trying not to breathe at all.
Some things in life just seem to be self defeating and/or mutually exclusive. I don't know why, they just are.
This morning it is extremely cold outside. So the first thing I do is go check the wood stove, which had gone out hours ago. So, I gather my fire-making implements and proceed to lay the paper and the cardboard and the kindling under a couple of logs. As I do this, there is a major draft of frigid air whipping down the stovepipe at me. 
There are basic physical principles that govern a stovepipe that require the pipe to be drawing the smoke up and OUT of the chimney. This, apparently, can not nor will not happen until or unless the temperature of the pipe is hotter than the air outside.

As the bloody thing had gone out in the middle of the night and it is 12 degrees outside, the first thing that happened when I lit the fire was that for 15 minutes, until it was warmed up, the smoke billowed in huge clouds, into my house. Well, only one thing to do then, open up all the doors and windows to let the smoke out. Did I mention it was 12 degrees outside?

So now, the wood stove is merrily crackling away trying to replace the heat I had to let outside to heat the neighborhood.  As I sit here, I still can't see the dog in my chair across the room, and the budgie, like a coal miner's canary is eerily silent. And it's cold.


Friday, January 23, 2009

It is just a day.  I'm not feeling particularly witty but thought I must write something for my loyal fan base of 2 or 3 people I know check this thing.  You know who you are, hi.

Rowan came down with a rotten cold so I don't get to get rid of my kids tonight like I had planned.  They were both supposed to go to a friend's for the night leaving Elaine and I free to watch a marathon of Buffy or Firefly.  Sadly, we were pretty pumped about it.  Not kid friendly shows, either of them really but the rest of the household loves them.  

Joss Whedon rules.  Period.  Browncoats Forever!!

4 days left until Mike comes home.  We really miss him at this point, which is why I tried to plan some fun for the girls this weekend.

A friend showed up with more wood almost literally as I put the last few logs we had into the stove, that was awesome.  It is seasoned but wet and needs to be cut and split.

Thanks so much to all of you who have been praying for us and the team in Sierra Leone, your prayers and "check ins" have meant the world to us and we are grateful.

I have a huge pot of turkey soup on the stove, feel free to come on over and have some!


Wednesday, January 21, 2009

So sweet when they are still asleep.


Thursday, January 15, 2009

Fun in the snow


Sorry for the shaky camera work, pretty funny stuff though.
This is my day, count your blessings there is no audio, she barks incessantly at it.


What little news I have..

The wife of the missionary the team went to work with had her baby boy Tuesday.  

Mom and baby are well, praise the Lord.
Yesterday the worked in the streets, sharing the love of Christ using about 500 of the evangelism bead bracelets that they took with them.
I didn't get to speak with Mike but was sent his love.


Monday, January 12, 2009

Safe and Sound

My husband just called from Africa.  It was so very good to hear his voice, the call took me by surprise and I admit to being a little tearful.  The girls got to speak to him very briefly and we poured a lot of love into a very short call.

The team has arrived in Sierra Leone and one of our prayers was answered immediately. They had left not knowing if they would have a roof over their heads and they arrived to find that they will be staying in the upper floor of a tenement building in Western Freetown.
The whole team is jet-lagged and tired and have hauled hundreds of pounds of luggage from the airport.  To quote my husband, "This place is something".
It is very good to know that they are safe and sound.
Keep up the prayer cover and I will keep you posted as I am able.


Kind of a Surreal Day

Jenny says goodbye

It is my favorite kind of winter day.  Soft, light snow is falling.  It gives the world such a peaceful look and feel to it, a kind of quiet and a hush that no other kind of day can pretend. In stark contrast to the winter white, the cardinal makes a bright red brushstroke in the middle of the tableau.  
This is the kind of day that makes me thrilled to have soup on the stove, the smell of woodsmoke in the air and a good book to settle in with.  
Two out of three isn't bad, I do have a good book, but it is a school day and it is almost time to begin.  Later on, I hope the girls will go out sledding, there is a layer of ice underneath the snow which ought to make for a great track.  
And amid all this keeps running the surreal thought, my husband is in Africa.  


Monday, January 5, 2009

My new favorite song by Casting Crowns


Friday, January 2, 2009

We will miss you Frodo

We didn't have him long but we were so blessed to have had his friendship.

Frodo       ?2006-January 2 2009

"There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats." - Albert Schweitzer


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