Friday, March 31, 2006

This Ain't Yo Mama's Dodgeball


Ok, so Josh and Amy started a Dodgeball night at the church gym. It has grown from just a couple of teams to 60-70 people every Thursday night. I had my first Dodgeball Night experience last night and I'm still recovering. I did not play, of course... but even being in the gym is dangerous! Just last night, there were at least five direct shots to the heads of spectators (Jeni being one), a guy who dislocated his shoulder, someone who had a seizure and the worst injury was Amy's jammed finger which I caught on film- photojournalism at its best ladies and gentlemen.

But as I was saying, it got very, very intense in there. Josh got injured a few weeks ago playing dodgeball (and now is in physical therapy to recover- no joke!) so now he is the "official" judge. You can tell by his picture how seriously he takes his job! :)


I didn't like watching because there were some very mean people there who took the game wwwaaaaaaaayyyy too seriously. I almost had to throw down with one guy. Just kidding, but if I was the judge, I would have kicked him out. He was pretty out of control. He thought Josh was cheating and kept giving him dirty looks and saying some very bad things. He didn't know that Josh's two sisters and wife were sitting right next to him. They are in the process of forming an actual league to maybe cut down on the large numbers of people that come. I think Rule #1 should be that grumpy people have to stay home.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

MySpace Portraits


Ok, has anyone but me noticed that a lot of people (not everyone) on MySpace have really nice pictures that look NOTHING like them. I totally don't get it. In honor of dreamy MySpace photos, here are some pictures I recently took of Petie for his MySpace debut (just kidding! But there ARE dogs that have a MySpace!!! What is up with that???).



Sunday, March 26, 2006

You Know You're Home When....

Jeni and I both flew home this week. Jeni came home Wednesday and I flew in last night. Being home is always so wonderful. Here are some things I noticed.

I know I'm home when...

1. This lil' bugga comes to pick me up at the airport...................................>

2. It's forty degrees colder than what I'm used to.... and it feels great!

3. I got to meet my new niece Norah Grace for the first time! Ok, she's not related by blood, but I'm claiming this little one!

4. I got to eat REAL MEXICAN FOOD! Quy bueno!

5. We get radio reception in the car!

6. There's a fire in the fireplace and blankets on the bed!

7. No matter what time I wake up (today I woke up at 11:30 by the way. Which is only 9:30 Hawaii time, so it's ok), my mom has coffee ready for me. Aw, mom, you're the best!

I just realized that I ended all of these in exclamation points. And I also realized that besides Ben and Sarah's new baby, Norah, these things aren't all that excited. But it's late... maybe I'll be more creative in the morning (but don't count on it, I'm on vacation).

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Why Africa?

Ever since I started planning my trip to Africa, I have had lots of interesting questions and comments from people about the trip. Some are good questions and I have had some great conversations about the reason I’m going but most comments revolve around the question, “Why are you going to Africa?” It’s an important question because I think most people think I’m going for a great adventure. But actually, as most of you know, I’m not very adventurous. I really don’t even like camping :). And I get nervous in new situations and around new people. And I’m terrified of bugs and I’m really worried that I’m going to get bitten by a rat. On top of that, I don’t like being dirty and wearing clothes more than once. So, (as you can see), it’s not for the adventure for sure. But it’s because I believe whole heartedly that God has called me over there to share His love with people who need it desperately.

So the reason is this: to share the love, forgiveness, peace and hope that comes with knowing Jesus Christ to an entire generation of people. The northern part of Uganda has been terrorized by a rebel army for more than twenty years. In that time frame, more than 50,000 children have been kidnapped and forced to commit horrendous acts of violence. Often, the first people these children (we are talking about children as young as 7 and 8) are forced to kill are their own parents. Because the LRA has been there for 20 years, that means that any child under 20 has never slept one peaceful night without the threat of being taken by these ruthless killers.

Sometimes, these children escape or are rescued from the clutches of the LRA. And then the government sends them to two weeks in a “rehabilitation center” for therapy. I do not believe that two weeks even in the best facility would erase the scars these children have. I believe strongly that their only hope of healing is through Jesus Christ. This is their only hope. (By the way, this is our only hope of healing from our own personal scars too). The Bible tells us that through Jesus Christ, we can all receive forgiveness. It doesn’t say that this grace stops at a certain point or doesn’t include certain acts. God forgives us all of every sin if we believe in His Son. And in this is hope and healing. And this is the simple reason I am going to Africa. To give these children hope.

In the West, we put our hope in financial security. We place our hope in holding a high status position in a company, community or even within our church. We place our hope in portraying a certain image. We look at the tangible things around us and put all of our effort into attaining as much as possible. But, as so many who actually achieve all of those things will tell you at the end of their life (take Elvis for example), it all amounts to nothing in the end. So many people find out too late in their life that they spent decades chasing the wrong idea of peace. Many humanitarian groups are bringing education to the kids in Africa hoping that will solve all their problems. I think most people who have a college degree will tell you that it does nothing to solve life’s problems. Food in our stomachs doesn’t answer the question of, “What is my purpose here?” Not that education is a bad thing, but I’m saying it doesn’t solve our problems or fill our emptiness. But God can answer all those questions and fill all those holes. So that no matter how poor we are, how small our house is or how old our clothes are, we have peace. No matter what country we live in, no matter what terrible things we have undergone, we have peace knowing that this world is not the end of our life. In actuality, our lives on earth are just a blip compared to the amount of time we’ll spend in perfect peace in heaven if we know Jesus Christ as our personal Savior. And in that light, our present sufferings shrink to nothing.

So this is why I am going to Africa. Not because of how great I am, but because how great God is. Not because I am a great humanitarian, but because He is the Ultimate Humanitarian. He gave His Son to give us life- none of us could match His sacrifice no matter what cause we dedicated our lives too. I want the children in Uganda to know that this world is not all there is. And that no matter what they have undergone here, God has prepared for them a perfect home in heaven. It is with this knowledge, they can attain peace and gain hope.

I want you all to know how much I appreciate your prayers and support!!!


This is a typical home in the village I am going to, Kitgum.

Friday, March 17, 2006

Memories.....



This is from our camping weeking, inside our crazy, leaking tent. The funny thing is, we don't even know who that girl is. Ok, just kidding. That's our friend Mia. She's pregnant with her first child and is super cute.


And this is Jaime and our friend Marilyn. As you can see from Jaime's smile, this was BEFORE we stayed the night. I think sometimes she wonders why she moved here with me!

Green Rice and Spam



Today has been so refreshing!!!! It has been a rough month in my class. With all the shee-shee, poop in the pants, growling, and tattle telling I was pretty sure that I wasn't going to make it to Spring Break alive (or that my kids would make it out alive). But with 3 days to go, we're flying high!!!!

We celebrated St. Patrick's Day with green Musubi. For those of you who don't know what Musubi is, it's a Hawaiian Staple. Rice with fried Spam wrapped in sea weed. Jaime won't admit it to anyone other than me but she LOVES it!!!! We make it every other Sunday for lunch. And she can never get enough. I have to admit, I used to love it too. But I think I might have lost my appetite for it last night after frying 23 pieces of Spam in our tiny kitchen at 10:30 at night. In fact, the thought of it makes my stomach queasy.

But the kids loved it!!! At first, a few of them said, "Yuck! That looks sick!" So I didn't give any to those kids. But once kids started saying, "Yummm, Musubi!!!" The other kids were all over it. Only 2 boys didn't have any. And one is really slow, I don't think he understood that I dyed the rice green. I think he thought it was really old. He hid his in his napkin and put it behind him.

The kids loved it (they all had a whole one and some had one and a half). But just watching them eat it made me sick. Musubi is supposed to be eaten while it's still hot and I had made most of them last night and put them in the fridge in plastic bags. The bags made the sea weed get mushy. It just didn't look or smell good. But they loved it.


I learned a very important lesson today... You can always count on Green Musubi to save the day (or month).

Green Rice and Spam



Happy St. Patrick's Day! We have had a very eventful morning. Apparently, last night, a little leprechaun broke in and made green musubi for Jeni's students. They'll be eating their musubi while she reads a St. Patty's Day version of "Green Eggs and Ham" that she is transforming to "Green Rice and Spam"!



Unfortunately, the green rice exploded all over our kitchen and Jeni had to finish the cooking for the leprechaun who disappeared as soon as we woke up.

While she was cooking for them, I got green rice and sausage for breakfast. We really know how to celebrate in style!

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Car Wash

This is how I spent my weekend. These are our high school and junior high youth groups for church. The kids were earning money for Spring Break camp.

Jeni's Latest Obsession

Beachfront Living


Musubi Party


This is how we do it local style.... hahahaha!

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Rain Drops Keep Falling on My Head

The last time I wrote, the school closed in the middle of the day because of rain. That was a Wednesday. Then, that night I received a phone call telling me school would be closed Thursday as well. As if that wasn’t amazing enough news… school was cancelled on Friday also!!! I had a little mini-vacation! I felt like it was a gift from God because I was needing rest to get over this sickness thing I’ve had since I can’t take any antibiotics. The reason the school shut down was because apparently our school is a flood zone. I’m thinking schools and flood zones are a bad combo, but hey, if it gives me an extra day or two off, I’ll take it! :)

Unfortunately, Jeni’s school is up on a hill. But, they did close her school on Friday because the roads were flooded. So we had a great day together just relaxing and hanging out. For some reason, extra days off just do double duty in catching up on much needed rest.

Supposedly another storm is coming in tomorrow… our principal reassured us that she would do her best to keep the school open. Let’s hope so! :)

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Ah haha hahahaha!!!

Ok, you know how schools in the Midwest get cancelled for "snow days"??? Our school just got cancelled for a RAIN DAY!!! It was raining so hard and the kids were acting crazy... the first thing they did was all the boys ran onto the football field and played "slip and slide". Kids were running around in shorts with no shoes on screaming and laughing while everyone watched the show. One kid ran by my classroom wearing garbage bag shorts. And he was yelling, "I'm not getting wet! I'm not getting wet!" Who knows why he was yelling that, but the garbage bag was only shorts length and he was wearing long jeans so I'm thinking he probably was getting really wet.

So anyway, as teachers, we're allowed to leave too. We just have to wait for the kids to leave campus, and then we're dismissed too. I think it's funny that teachers are probably more excited than students.

All of this actually turns out to be really good timing because I went to the doctor's yesterday about this awful cough I have. She can't prescribe me any medication because it would counteract the vaccines I just took. So her remedy was vitamins and lots of rest. Thanks to the rain, I'll get that rest! :)