Micah chose to celebrate "Happy Micah Day!" at Buffalo Wild Wings today and I must say, it was much better than anywhere else we have gone! Because if you go early enough in the day, it's not crowded or loud! We were definitely thanking God for fifteen years of Miss Micah Rae!
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Scrappy Happy!
That's about where I was in my scrap booking (actually I was up to 2013!) and this was the weekend to catch up - or Matt couldn't graduate! He knew the rules! Sam took Micah down to his parents and Matt went to work and I opened drawers! I'm happy to report that every scrap book I do (2/child, 1 for the FOO's - family of origin, mine, and the Mercy Ship one) is now completed up to February 2015! Let the party begin!
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Sambany
Read the amazing story and watch the video narrated by Sambany himself at: www.mercyships.org/sambany
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Twenty-two!
Two weeks ago, I asked Sabrina how many had signed up for the WSA (Water Safety Aid) class I'm teaching this week over in Eagan. She said, "Last time I checked it was four, so I'm sure there's not too many." That was a Monday. Thursday I got the panic text, "You're up to 15." Saturday when I went to work I was up to 18 so i set my class room up for just 18 - and noted I was short text books. When I arrived on Monday, my classroom had been changed to 24! But one went home sick and one never showed (also had a disconnected phone!), so I've had 22 students in my class all week long. And I have to say, they are a great bunch! They work hard, they listen, they're just plain fun. And I'll be fine when they all go home tomorrow!
Sunday, March 22, 2015
"C" is for "Culver's"!
On our quest of "Eating Through the Alphabet", we celebrated St. Patrick's Day a bit early last Sunday at Culver's. It was Micah's choice. All I can say is the grease was gross, but the fact that we saw several friends there made the meal better!
Friday, March 20, 2015
Finding the Right Ones . . .
To my Aussie friend, Jodi, currently serving aboard the Africa Mercy in Madagascar - you knew when you wrote this that I was going to re-blog it because all your stuff is always so good! Hugs to you, my friend!
On the Africa
Mercy our prayer for our potential patients, before we even arrive in
country, is always that same, "Lord send us those who you have in mind
for transformation, spiritually, mentally and physically. Help them to
find their way to a screening site or to the ship. Give them a divine
appointment. Help us to find the right ones, whatever it takes."
So just how do people find out about the ship? Long before the ship's arrival in port, the Advance team does a stellar job of advertising the ship's arrival and the surgical specialties we offer on board. Advertising is done for screening day/s and surgeries by way of poster, billboards, text messaging, radio advertising and probably a whole heap of other creative ways. The advance team also spends a lot of time forming strategic relationship with local hospitals, churches and government officials. So by the time we arrive into a port our prayers have been lifted high and God is whispering in the right ears and planting seeds in the right hearts, prompting them to find a way to the ship or to help another find their way, often against great adversity that continues to stun us. So many of our patients walk for days to reach the ship with debilitating conditions, facing torment and ridicule along the way. Many are already on death's door and somehow God makes a way. We are often their very last hope. It is a miracle, plain and simple! Things have been a little different in Madagascar. Ordinarily we conduct one huge mass screening day in a large facility such as a sports stadium. However this field service the screening in Tamatave was held over a period of two weeks at a local hospital, Hopital Be (pronounced Bay). After that several surgical screenings were held in large cities all over the island of Madagascar, including the capital Antananarivo. In conjunction with the surgical screenings, eye screenings also took place in many other regions of Madagascar. Screenings have now finished for this field service and miracles are taking place everyday on deck three! |
Miracles like eight year old Sandrins (below, right), her right leg was negatively affected by a quinine injection. The medicine that cured her of malaria unfortunately damaged the nerves in her right leg, causing her foot to bend inwardly at the ankle. Now she is free to go to school again with her twin sister, Sandra! |
Look closely.......fraternal nine month old twins, Ichaya and Aycha, were born with polydactyly (extra digits) of their hands and feet. |
Zakael was ashamed of the cyst on his neck and would be teased by the neighborhood kids. Now that Zakael is healed, he want to follow his dream to become a soldier just like his grandfather! |
Two years ago, cataracts robbed William of his sight making it impossible for him to see his wife and son. |
Meet four year
old cutie, Priscilla who suffered from bowed legs, a physical deformity
that gave her legs an “O”- shaped appearance. This condition created
many limitations. She was unable to walk long distances or jump and
walking up and down stairs was painful for her. Other children teased
her. Priscilla’s mother, Llanariana prayed for a miracle and it came in
the form of a hospital ship.
Now this little
bundle of mischief is achieving all kinds of new things! She can squat,
stand on one leg, and has even returned to school.
"Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, Being forgotten by everyone, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty Than the person who has nothing to eat..." Mother Theresa |
Just to finish up, I couldn't resit a few pics of our othopedic cuties! How could you resist these gorgeous faces? |
Thursday, March 19, 2015
That you may see and know . . .
Today's post is reblogged from Jaclyn Blievernicht's blog, "my life as a nurse on the Africa Mercy", that you may see and know . . . Enjoy!
This is Windy.
He was badly burnt, resulting in the contractures you see here.
Windy had surgery done by Dr. Tertius Venter on the Africa Mercy, and his life has been changed.
He and his buddy, Fandresena, are so full of joy. They were my favorite kids to play with at the Hope Center for awhile. And Windy is exceptional at English, learning so much from the nurses that cared for him while he was here.
This is Erissa.
So excited to receive a get well card from some Mercy Ship supporters in Holland. What a cutie…
This is my friend, Mark, with one of my previous patients and his wife.
Fernan didn’t have a nose before he came to us. He was brutally attacked last summer, leaving his face badly scarred and without a nose. Look at him now!! What a beautiful nose he has…
Please continue to pray for the surgeries here on board the AFM. Pray for our maxillary facial program and vesico-vaginal fistula surgeries that have now began. Pray for the health of our crew as many continue to be sick with gastrointestinal and/or respiratory illnesses (myself with a nasty chest cold currently). Pray that us nurses would continue to have the drive to do our jobs well and constantly show the love of Jesus to our patients as the mundane sets in and we increasingly miss home.
This is Windy.
He was badly burnt, resulting in the contractures you see here.
Windy had surgery done by Dr. Tertius Venter on the Africa Mercy, and his life has been changed.
He and his buddy, Fandresena, are so full of joy. They were my favorite kids to play with at the Hope Center for awhile. And Windy is exceptional at English, learning so much from the nurses that cared for him while he was here.
This is Erissa.
So excited to receive a get well card from some Mercy Ship supporters in Holland. What a cutie…
This is my friend, Mark, with one of my previous patients and his wife.
Fernan didn’t have a nose before he came to us. He was brutally attacked last summer, leaving his face badly scarred and without a nose. Look at him now!! What a beautiful nose he has…
Please continue to pray for the surgeries here on board the AFM. Pray for our maxillary facial program and vesico-vaginal fistula surgeries that have now began. Pray for the health of our crew as many continue to be sick with gastrointestinal and/or respiratory illnesses (myself with a nasty chest cold currently). Pray that us nurses would continue to have the drive to do our jobs well and constantly show the love of Jesus to our patients as the mundane sets in and we increasingly miss home.
“I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now, being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” Philippians 1:3-6
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Super Heroes
Super heroes come in all sizes and mine today was exactly the five year old size - yup, born on St. Patty's Day - emergency C-section at 4:30 in the afternoon five years ago today. And it wasn't so much that he himself was a super hero, but as he loudly announced to all the women changing in the locker room at the Y, "Miss Margo, I have on Super Hero Underwear! These are the Green Lantern. And at home I have Spider Man and Super Man and . . ." Everyone was smiling! He truly was a super hero!
Monday, March 16, 2015
Click, click, click, click, click . . .
As I drove to work Saturday morning, that's all I heard - "click, click, click, click, click" then a pause and once again "click, click, click, click, click". My first thought was there's something wrong with my car! But then I realized the sound was coming from inside the vehicle - "click, click, click, click, click" - not from the glove compartment - I checked. Not from the passenger seat - "click, click, click, click, click". It wasn't until I arrived at work and grabbed my cell phone that I discovered the culprit. My cell phone was on and my clip board was hitting the camera key and I had 427 pictures of my clip board! Yup, 427 pictures of ABSOLUTELY NOTHING which Melissa promptly deleted and then we taught CPR!
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Nan went to Texas . . .
. . . and I got an
ARMADILLO!
And every time we walk by him, he shakes his little head.
We're now up to Item #3 in the "Armadillo Collection".
Saturday, March 14, 2015
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Where were you . . .
. . . Twenty-six years ago last night? I was out with Nancy O'Connor, the maid of honor, Oreo cookie-ing every car with Iowa license plates in the parking lot at the hotel we encouraged our families to stay at the night before our wedding. Oh, yes! We had fun. Oh, no! Sam wasn't with us! We'd spot an Iowa car, grab some cookies, twist them open and plop 'em on the windshield! Matt's comment? "What a waste of cookies, Mom!"
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, SAM!
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
A Laugh from the Past!
Through a random conversation, my dear friend Heidi found out that her co-worker, Jodi, and I had something in common! I was Jodi's youth pastor when she was in seventh grade. Today we met for lunch and I tell you what - thirty years later! - I could have picked Jodi out of a crowd of 100! She thought I looked the same, too (bless her!).
What was the most fun part of our conversation? Laughing about a trip we took to the Boundary Waters and how we were a bit devious with the other campsite in our group. I'm sure, being the godly leader I was, I had nothing to do with this (and those of you who know me well will know this was totally my idea!). On our last night we had a lot of leftover food and none of us wanted to portage it back out. As Jodi tells the story, she and a couple of the boys stuffed their coats full of our extra food and brought it over to the other campsite. Before they could leave our food unnoticed in their stash, they were caught and accused of stealing that campsite's food. What could they do but apologize and leave all of our extra food there! Don't you love it?
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