Monday, August 31, 2009

Answered Prayers

There is so much that I could say about our recent trip to Nicaragua...I'm having a hard time organizing it in my head enough to write it all down to share it. I need to share it, though, because I believe that sharing your passion is one of the main reasons to go on a mission trip (I almost used quotation marks around the words mission trip because I don't want to just do missions when I'm on a trip...but that's another post all together).

Anyway, I've decided to share my thoughts via answered prayers and ways that the Holy Spirit moved during our trip. This is much easier for me to explain and hits most of the highlights of the trip.

  • Our Timing~This is nothing short of a miracle. I bought our return tickets two days after I returned home last time. That would have been about the 2nd of June. The day we got to Nicaragua, the 18th of August, was the director's last day. There was an unfortunate circumstance that lead to them leaving, and it was very difficult for the kids. The kids were very sad, and feeling very abandoned. The staff was very excited and relieved that we were there to help out and boost the kids' spirits.
  • The girls' house mom was very sick. The girls were very worried about her (rightly so) and it was a blessing to be there and be able to encourage the girls and also help out the women that came to fill in.
  • The new director was chosen while we were there. She was the director of the school, and has decided to switch to be director of the Orfa. He works at a newspaper, and is very disciplined. I think they will do a great job. I will expand on this more later, because I have a lot to say about the new directors.
  • Danilo had a lot of things to do while we were there-he started leading a small group, was asked to preach at the Tuesday night service, and was attending a leadership conference for two days. Us being there while we were gave him the ability to not have to worry about what was going on at home and focus on what he was needing to do. It gave me the opportunity to play house mom and (s)mother the boys a little bit. (They loved every bit of the (s)mothering, by the way).
  • Danilo told us the day we arrived that he was asked to preach. My mom and I both wanted to go, but I knew it would be difficult because there isn't a lot of room to go, and everyone has the same routine every day. Also, if Danilo is gone, I knew I would be standing in as house mom, and I couldn't just leave. We prayed about it, but mostly just accepted that it was what it was. A wonderful surprise came on Tuesday morning when the directors told everyone that the entire Orfa was going to church that night to hear Danilo speak! He did a great job, and the kids sat so proudly at church watching their Dad speak.

I've got a journal full of stuff, but just wanted to share a few right from the top.

I'm working on more posts, so hopefully I'll get back to a routine here soon. I hope you're encouraged by the little bit I've shared!

Make today a great one!



As predicted, I'm having a hard time adjusting back to 'normal' life.

Perhaps that's because we've not had a 'normal' life in about a year.

It's wonderful to be in our own apartment where I can cook dinner, schedule my life and keep house.

It's fantastic that Mark has a job he loves and can be home every night.

It's so awesome to have the two boys here playing together, and loving every minute of it.

I am truly blessed beyond words.

But still feel like I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop (I think that's how the saying goes).

I'm not sure what I'm waiting for, but I hope and pray I will know it when I see it.

I feel like God is gearing up to do something really big in our lives, and I'm so excited. I guess I'll just have to wait a little longer to see what comes around the bend.

And, mostly, I need to enjoy my life while I wait.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Food For Thought

Check out this post by Dorothy at Urban Servant.

The Lord really spoke to me when I read it this morning. Coming back from Nicaragua, I've been pondering some similar ideas.

So go ahead, check it out.

To God be the Glory!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Remember me?

Probably not.

That's ok.

We're home from Nicaragua safe and sound.

Luckily, I can't say the same for the Lice that came home with us.

Or, more specifically, with Tate.

They have been Nixed, (literally) and hopefully with be a thing of the past.

We treated Tate right when we got home (I also treated myself), so the house wasn't infected. Thank you Jesus! Hopefully this will be the end of our Lice drama...if not, I'll be sure to keep you informed.

Pictures and info from the trip coming soon.

Love to you all,

Monday, August 17, 2009

PG-13 Quote of the Day

(As I'm changing Theo's diaper, Tate and I had the following conversation)

(Excitedly), "Mom! Baby Theo has a penis!"

"Yes, Tate he does."

"Mom, I have a penis too!"

"Yes, you do. And you go pee pee on the potty, too."

"Mom do you have a penis?"

"No, Tate, I don't. Only boys have them."

"But Daddy has a penis!"

"Yep, he does."

"Mom, you have lotsa penises."

Friday, August 14, 2009

Come on People!

People are driving me bananas today.

Bananas, that's B-A-N-A-N-A-S.

* Tate wrote all over the floor with a bar of soap (which he calls 'holding soap' instead of hand soap. Adorable, I know). Anyway, the floor is really slippery and it's hard to clean off the floor without washing it.

* Theo couldn't take a nap longer than 15 minutes to save his life. Nor could he be happy when he woke up. So he was fussy. All Day Long.

* Our neighbors have a problem adhering to quiet hours. They are from 10 pm to 8 am. Not unreasonable, I think. Last night they had a fight in which every *^&^ profanity word I've every heard of was employed. I wanted to do the Cristian thing and tell them that if they didn't shut the %$%^# up I was going to go down there and take care of business myself.

Wait, that's not the Christian thing to do? My bad.

I refrained anyway.

I just became a lookey loo like everyone else.

You want to know what their 20 minute off and on yell fest was over?

A parking spot.

Maybe I wasn't clear on that.


FYI-we don't have assigned spots here. It's a free for all.

Yeah, I don't get it either.

I'm thinking as retaliation I may start vacuuming the house at 5:30 in the morning every Tuesday.

* We have had 3 different mattresses in our house since we moved (4 if you count our old queen one). The furniture store accidentally sold us a California King instead of an Eastern King (it was mislabeled). The CA didn't fit on our new bed. We found this out at 10:00 at night (during quiet hours) so we had to call and figure it out the next morning. They were kind enough to offer to replace it with another mattress. When we got this new mattress home, it was as hard as a rock. Again, store closed. Today we just went in and got a refund for our money and bought a new mattress from another place. It's perfect. And it was the same price, but a much better mattress. I am tired of hauling mattresses from our truck into the apartment.

* Just how tired are we? Mark and I woke up yesterday morning and had both boys in bed with us. Neither of us remember how they got there.

* Tate is having bad dreams and isn't sleeping through the night. We've decided to arm him with a big plastic bat to defend himself in the middle of the night. He's actually taking to it quite well. We'll see how long it lasts. (He calls bats 'bat hitters'. Also adorable).

Well, that's the tip of the ice burg. I'm going to a wedding tomorrow (YAY Tina and Kevin!) so I won't be around. I leave for Nicaragua on Tuesday (Hip Hip, Hooray) so I'll be pretty infrequent this next week.

So, for the time being, have a good night.

Love always,
A tired and grumpy Jenni

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

A Song

I came across Jimmy Needham a few months back, probably in February or March...I don't remember exactly. I loved his voice and the song "Forgiven and Loved" really hit home for me. I liked the song so much that I downloaded his entire latest album from iTunes. While I was working out on Monday the song "Hurricane" came on my iPod (I always have it on shuffle because I can't stand knowing what's coming next. That's why I like the radio so much). Anyway, I've heard the song before, but this was the first time I had really listened to the words. I found them very fitting for my current situation, and I am trying to make this song my prayer during this transition time.

Lyrics by Jimmy Needham

I have built a city here
Half with pride and half with fear
Just wanted a safer place to hide
I don’t want to be safe tonight

I need You like a hurricane
Thunder crashing, wind and rain
To tear my walls down
I’m only Yours now
I need you like a burning flame
A wild fire untamed
To burn these walls down
I’m only Yours now
I’m only Yours now

I am Yours and
You are mine
You know far better than I
And if destruction’s what I need
Then I’ll receive it Lord from Thee
Yes, I’ll receive it Lord from Thee

And it’s Your eye in the storm
Watching over me
And it’s Your eye in the storm
Wanting only good for me

And if You are the war
Let me be the casualty
‘Til I’m Yours alone
I am only Yours
I am Yours alone, Lord

I'm not great at adding videos to my blog, so just go here to listen to the song.

Anyway, just some things I'm thinking about during the move.

Love to you all,

Monday, August 10, 2009


I know I've been gone for a while again.


My mom had a bad bike accident training for a triathlon (yes, she rocks!) which included severe road rash all over, and a concussion.

Oh, and we've been moving to Portland.

The good news is she's feeling better. And we're somewhat moved. But mostly it's good that she's better.

I'll post pictures of the apartment and such when I get everything unpacked and put away.

It really won't make that much of a difference if there are pictures posted of clothes strewn about because the truth is, our dinner table is a craft table and the chairs are our camping chairs so any semblance of shame I once had is gone...but I have to draw the line somewhere.
So, there it is.

Well, enough rambling. All the boys are asleep, I should be too.

Take care,