I Really Am Not...

The other day at work a sweet lady who I am friendly and chatty with, but I don’t know super well, sent me an e-mail. She is about 7 months pregnant and this e-mail is about a deal a website is having – you just pay the shipping and they send you one free nursing cover and they are really cute!

I didn’t think much of it because there are like 15 girls pregnant at work (I should probably be afraid to drink the water!) and I had forwarded this woman a birth announcement (of another lady in the office) that I thought was terribly cute (her husband is a graphic designer and made them himself.) But just to be funny, I e-mailed her back and said “Oh no! Do I look pregnant?! :/ ;0)” And then she shoots me a response that says, “I heard that you were…I’m so sorry!!! Are you not?” So I reply, “I am not even married…” and she e-mails me back to apologize profusely and say that she was confused and so sorry and it was not that I looked pregnant but when I sent her that e-mail I must have said something like “I think will appreciate this since you are pregnant too,” she thought the too was me and her not the pregnant girl who’s announcement it was and her.

So I e-mail her back and say, don’t worry, we are having a lot of fun laughing about this… because by then we are rolling on the floor – myself and another girl in my department who has a great sense of humor and the new contractor who sits next to me. Seriously the fun we are having at the thought of… hello – single me , being pregnant, is too funny. I am on the phone with someone, at least trying to hold it together (mind you another employee, not a donor or anything) and my friend is back at her desk relentlessly instant messaging me – “Is it a boy or a girl?” “When are you do?” “Can I be the godmother?” I have to shout over the cubes and through my laughter for her to stop because I can’t even remember why I called this other person.

Um, I think this story does not have an end, but are you entertained yet? Okay, good, that was really the point.

Aussie thoughts on American Consumerism

Allow me to set the stage. I am chatting online with my dear friend from Australia (whom God has amazing placed in my life!) and I tell her that I had a snack earlier because I was at target and they have good popcorn in there. She knows what target is because, believe it or not, there are targets in Australia (funny as that is) but is confused that they have a café. And here is her response…

What the..

So after you try on cheaper jeans because you are not spending $150 on Saba until you've lost weight, you look in the mirror and go nup, I know I'll make myself feel better and grab popcorn

so they still get you to spend in their shop

haaa haaa

Wow

I am speechless at their marketing prowess

Just thought I would share some perspective (and some random entertainment) with you.

Here’s to dreaming of pedicured toes in Australian sand…

A little photo update

Roselor needs a sponsor

Hi all!
I have a packet for a sweet little girl from the same project as my sponsored child (that I just visited) in Haiti. Can you open you heart and your wallet to pay $38 a month to sponsor her?

Here is her info:
Roselor Delca
HA-804-0434
Haiti
Tabarre Child Development Center

Roselor lives with her father and her mother. She is responsible for buying or selling in the market, helping in the kitchen and running errands. Her father is sometimes employed as a laborer and her mother is sometimes employed as a seller in the market. There are 3 children in the family.

For fun, Roselor enjoys playing house and reading. She attends church activities regularly and is in primary school where her performance is average. Please remember Roselor in your prayers. Your love and support will help her to receive the assistance she needs to grow and develop.

I have photos from this project and hope to go back (read: I can deliver presents for you. :) Also, from what I learned in Haiti, Roselor would not have the opportunity to attend school if she were not enrolled in the Compassion program and sponsored by some wonderful person like you!

Please contact me directly or leave a comment if you are interested. Thanks!

falling in love

“Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is, than falling in a love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the mornings, what you will do with your evenings, how you spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide everything.”
- Pedro Arrupe, S.J.

first day back

my favorite quote of my first day back in the office:
"welcome home! i'm sorry..."
-tasha

Trip to Haiti and Visiting Harvery

On Thursday morning a friend dropped me off at the bus station. I bought my ticket and boarded the bus for the much-longer-than-I-thought bus ride from Santo Domingo to Port-au-Prince. I had planned to go with a friend who was not able to go at the last minute do to a death in the family. We had talked about trying to delay the trip, but logistically it was not possible and I felt strongly that I wanted to go ahead since my sponsored child knew I was coming and I could not stand the thought of disappointing her. Jeanot, the Compassion Tours and Visits Specialist in Haiti, agreed to pick me up at the bus station in Port-au-Prince and bring me to the guest house where I was staying. I was a little nervous to go by myself, I would not have planned the trip that way, but felt peace about doing it.

The bus ride was long! About 8 hours. Jeanot brought me to the guest house where I was pleasantly surprised by the wonderful accommodations – I had packed a mosquito net, towel and cocoon (light bedding) just in case. The guest house is managed by Christian missionaries who have lived in Haiti facilitating short-term missions teams for 13 years. I sat on the roof to watch the fireworks display from the American Embassy 4th of July party, which was really just two fireworks before the show blew-up and quickly halted. After that I sat on the hammock talking to God and thinking about the trip and how tomorrow would be. I think I need a hammock at my house! As a sat on the roof, thinking of the day’s activities, I was overjoyed to recount how good God is to me. How he always walks with me and provides for me. His word says “The angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear him.” Thank you Lord!

Friday we went briefly to the Compassion office so that I could see it, drop off all the gifts I brought, and meet the LDP specialist there. Then we went off to HA-804. This is only my second time to meet a child for the first time, but I could not believe that Harvery was not very shy. She hugged me right away and I picked her up and she kept rubbing my face – partially I think because of my white skin and partially I think because she was realizing that I was real. She was so happy to see me and her mother was elated too. We saw all of the project and talked with the project workers and spent several hours sitting talking all together (me, Jeanot, the project director, Fritzon – my friend’s child, his mother, Harvery, her little sister, and her mother.) Harvery talked to me quite a bit and even sang a song for me. Fritzon asked me about five times when his sponsor was actually coming to see him, which broke my heart! My friend sponsored him because he is in the same project as my little girl so that we could visit together, but I see God’s handiwork in this situation and what a great match it is.

We ended the visit by going to Harvery’s house. The live simply, in a 1 room house that is about 15’ by 20’. I got to pray with the family and give them some groceries and presents that I brought. As we were getting to ready to leave the mother told me that father had called her to ask if I had really come. And Harvery’s little sister grabbed one of the presents off the table and refused to share it, saying “She’s my sponsor too!” I know this visit impacted me and my relationship with my sponsored child, but it also impacted the whole family. I am overwhelmed by God’s goodness and faithfulness.

Worshipping the Lord

(More to come on some of the last week’s activities soon, but I wanted to post some thoughts first…)

On Wednesday I went to see my beloved Eridania, the child I sponsor through Compassion International here in the Dominican Republic. And Thursday I took the long the bus ride from Santo Domingo to Port-au-Prince to see my sponsored child, Harvey, in Haiti for the first time. If you have not been to visit your sponsored-child I cannot express with words how amazing this experience is. You never know how the visit is going to go and how the family and child are going to react to you, but it is always a blessing to see them. Being able to see two in the span of two weeks was a double blessing for which that I am so grateful to the Lord.

There were a million reasons not to go to Haiti – my companions backed-out of the trip and I had to go alone, it was costly, it took a lot of time, I was nervous – there are always plenty of good reasons not to go. But I am so glad I went. I always get emotional on visits and I never want to leave… But these last two visits this week, I was even emotional at the very beginning and sensed that the Lord was very near in this experience. As I held Harvery in my arms, I felt like the Lord was saying, “Amanda, you are worshipping me.” If you do not sponsor a child with Compassion, I encourage you to do so… and if you do, I challenge you to find a way to visit. Let’s all worship the Lord together…

A little update…

I am having a wonderful time in Santo Domingo. It is hot here! The kind of hot where you sweat all day – in the shower, while you’re sleeping, and in the air-conditioning. I had some down time this weekend – I sometimes forget how nice that is! And have spent some time with friends, going to the movies, a concert at a church, out to eat etc. I think my Spanish is picking-up quite nicely. (I take it as a good sign that it is hard for me to switch back and think of a word in English.) Off to visit my sponsored child today…

Llegé

Just a short little post to fill you in… I arrived safely on Thursday night in Santo Domingo. Thank the Lord that I made it through customs alright with my 3 checked suitcases, carry-on (containing four laptops,) and backpack! A friend picked me up from the airport and drove me to the house where I am staying with friends. I am more grateful than words can express for the amazing friends I have here and how wonderful they have been to me. I went in to the Compassion office yesterday to bring all the gifties and to visit with everyone there. It is very hot here, but perhaps not quite as bad as I imagined. It’s nice to be on vacation.

in austin

my plane arrived pretty much on time last night and the fun began!

madalyn picked me up at the airport, we went to several restaurants - one was just too busy and too long of a wait, we sampled at one and finally ate a the third. we explored austin a bit (read we missed several highway exits - oh madalyn, how i love thee!) we stayed up until one in the morning talking and laughing and then watching psych. it is so good for my heart to be with such a good friend again.

more tonight on our adventures in austin.

bad panda and mean kitty reunite

tomorrow i am flying to austin, texas to see madalyn. wohoooooo!

i am not sure what we are going to do, besides eat lots of yummy food and create general havoc everywhere we go :0). there has been talk that i may even see the hideous polka-dot blouse in action and that we may go to a self-serve chips and salsa bar! (i don't think we will make it to any real food after that.)

i can't wait to see you, madalyn!