Our lives are not our own.

Follow our family's journey as we give up the "American Dream" to live and love in Uganda.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Our Story


I suppose I should explain a little bit of how we got where we are….

It is super hard for me to keep it short but here goes. I met my gorgeous husband in high school. I would love to tell you we were high school sweet hearts that never kissed or dated anyone else but that is not how it happened. Jeremy and I sang in the choir together and although we did like each other our lives where very separate. Jeremy was very smart and motivated and I was very cute and social. Our circles of friends were very different and while I ditched school and smoked pot Jeremy graduated with honors and a 4.3 GPA. I was having fun and keeping my options open and Jeremy graduated from text books to diaper changing. Yes, it’s true. Jeremy had a baby without me when he was 18 years old. It was quite a shock but ended up being a wonderful part of God’s plan for our lives. Matthew was born to his teenage parents in 1994 and I went off to college the following year.

I am so grateful our story doesn’t end there.

When I came back from a year of dropping out of college I started dating all of my old boyfriends again. What can I say, I am very loyal…Jeremy was getting ready to graduate from college and we had several starts and stops to our relationship. On November 29th, 1997 we were married and our life together became official. Jeremy likes to refer to the next four years of our married life as “the dark times”. It was surprisingly difficult for me to become a step mother at 19 then a mother at 20, 21, and 23. Luckily Jeremy had his education and was a practicing CPA so we could feed all of these children.

While on the outside it looked like we had it all together a beautiful family, our very own home, two cars and even a dog, our life was not so happy. We had much success but we really wanted significance. We were Christians and attended church regularly heck, Jeremy even taught Sunday school, so why weren’t we happy?

We had both brought some baggage into our marriage. Some things that were hidden but God wanted to heal us. We are so grateful that He met us where we were and loved us through a really hard time in our marriage. We decided we wanted to change our lives dramatically and serve the Lord full time. Jeremy enrolled in Golden Gate Baptist Theological Seminary and we began the very humbling journey into full time ministry. Little did we know it would take four years, three jobs, and nine months of living with friends before we would see our dream become a reality.

Those years were a different kind of hard than “the dark times”. God used that time in our life to teach us firsthand about His timing, His provision, and His grace. After all of those years of struggle and hope and healing we found ourselves living our dream. Jeremy was hired to be the youth pastor of our home church. We could not have asked for a better place to serve God.

Our kids were growing up and I found myself a bit lost. What was I going to be when I grew up….I was a bit surprised to figure out that I was doing it. My calling in life is to be a mother, but with my baby fast approaching kindergarten how would I fill my days? I didn’t have to ask that question for very long. After a series of events in our family, and a dear friend sharing her story, I became aware of the need in our city for foster parents. I had been asking God for years why I couldn’t just get paid to be the mom and here was my answer. Over the course of ten months our family went from four children to seven. Sheesh! That deserves its own story but I will keep it short and tell you that our God is a God of restoration and still very much in the miracle business! Our adoption was finalized just this past November and it was an amazing end to our amazing story.

Just when we were finally settling down from all of the crazy that we had been living God began to stir our hearts again. There is this passage of scripture that I have read many times. But suddenly it began to haunt me. It is the parable of the rich young ruler…Jesus tells the man he needs to sell everything he has to be a follower of Christ. Jeremy had been leading a bible study in our home for his youth leaders and it was very convicting. We were trying to teach these kids about discipleship and God was using it to teach us. It became more and more clear to us that God wasn’t asking us to just be willing to sell everything we have but that HE was really asking us to LITERALLY sell everything we have to follow Him.

And that brings us to where we are right now. However uncertain we are of our future we are for certain that we can and will trust God with our lives. Everything we have and everything we are belongs to Him. We cannot choose to share in only the joy and none of the suffering of Christ.

Isaiah 6:8 (New Living Translation)

8 Then I heard the Lord asking, “Whom should I send as a messenger to this people? Who will go for us?”

I said, “Here I am. Send me.”

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Old is Old


I turned 32 years old this past week.

It was one of the best birthday's I have ever had. I went to the Women of Faith Conference with my mom, grandma, and oldest daughter. It was so cool to have 4 generations of Jesus followers...What an awesome legacy!

Then our youth group brought their change in for World Malaria Day in honor of my birthday. We raised $194.00 and World Vision doubled our donation amount for mosquito nets and medication. So exciting to see kids care! Autum my 2nd oldest daughter gave me three dollars and change for the cause. It was a VERY special birthday gift because she has a very hard time parting with her money :)

We celebrated Sunday after church with Jeremy's side of the family. I love those Howards! We ate sandwiches, my favorite food, and played at the park. It was so fun to play with the cousins and I cant believe I have no pictures to show. Bummer!

It was a busy weekend that was followed up with a very crazy Monday.

The Women's Ministry at our church holds a very lovely tea every year. It is always so much fun. This year I spoke alongside two of my dear friends. I wanted to share it with my peeps who weren't able to attend.

The link is here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OT6pceF0Sas&sns=em

There are two parts so look for it on the side bar :)



There is not too much to report about Africa. It seems like we are in a holding pattern as far as our travel plans go. We are trying hard to be flexible and patient...two things that don't really come naturally. If you are praying people, will you please keep us in your prayers? Hopefully my next blog post will be more interesting.


Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Congratulations!...it's a boy and a girl and a girl!

We are still waiting on Birth Certificates for the children that were just adopted. Somehow our paperwork was lost. It took about two weeks to confirm it was lost and to then gather the copies from DFS so it could be resubmitted. Then yesterday I touched base with the vital statistics worker in Carson City and she told me it would be another two weeks for them to be processed.

TWO WEEKS?!?!

I am so grateful for what I have learned in my recovery process. Last year I would have just cried and gotten overwhelmed. This year I know how to ask for what I want! I realize many of you already know how to do this but for me it has not been so easy...
I explained to the nice lady we need passports to travel to Africa to be missionaries and she said...No Problem! I will type them up today and send them out first thing tomorrow.

YAY!

Even though we have had our kids for about 3 years now I can not wait to have their birth certificates! It is the physical proof I need that we are done with the "system" and can move on with our life.






On that note I will shamelessly plug our amazing friends. Ray and Clare Biggerstaff are missionaries to Las Vegas. They have been a HUGE support to us through the roller coaster of fostering and adopting our kids. They have worked very hard to bring this informational meeting to people interested in fostering. If you have EVER felt the tug on your heart for something like this please consider attending. An informational meeting is just that...informational. Bring your laundry list of questions and concerns and ask the people who have the answers.

I pray that many of you will ...
Meet a need.
Share your Home.
Be open to what God has for your family.
Tangibly share the love of Jesus with our cities most vulnerable children.

We are so glad we did.



Monday, April 19, 2010

aint no olan mills...














We had a wonderful time taking family photos with a dear friend and fabulous photographer.
Thanks Jenny!!!!
Here are 2 of my favorites...I couldn't wait to share.















Saturday, April 17, 2010

The Blah's



I have a very LOUD family. Today my ears actually hurt from the noise. We enjoyed our Saturday with no obligations. It was the first time in a very long time there were no games, no birthdays, no youth events....it was heaven. But the Blah's tracked me down this afternoon.

I am a visionary. My dear friend tells me I don't live in reality and that is how I am able to do the things that I do. Some day's it reality hits me like a ton of bricks. This was one of those days.

The reality of moving six children to a foreign country.
Figuring out where we will live.
How our oldest son will visit on his own.
Deciding how we will educate our kids while we are there.
Wondering about transportation and furniture.
What the heck will we eat?

And that doesn't even leave me time to think about malaria, worms, and dirty water......

YIKES!

I went to church tonight with a heavy heart. I was wishing I could be invisible because I feel like a total freak show! But GOD IS SO GOOD. He always knows what I need. A sweet friend stopped me in the hall and told me our family was an inspiration...and he really knows us. The real us. The blended family, the fighting, the dirty house having real us. Not the blog us. He knows that we are real people...sometimes barely hanging on to our sanity.

Proverbs 3:5-6 (New Living Translation)

5 Trust in the Lord with all your heart;
do not depend on your own understanding.
6 Seek his will in all you do,
and he will show you which path to take.


This, what we are doing, is all God.

He will have to provide everything!

Airfare
Housing
Car
Food
Passports....(we still have no birth certificates for 3 kids)
Luggage....(we only have 1 real suitcase)
Schooling for the kids

And I am not worried one bit.
Seriously.
I remember tonight who I am...sinner
And who He is......Savior

If He can use us. He can use anybody.

What is He calling you to do?

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Pictures and Paint


Everyday we try do do something to work towards the goal of Africa. There is obviously much to do...
Tonight we took the kids to Costco to take their passport photos. They were so excited. The girls had to curl their hair and change their clothes. We will take the three blond kids on Friday to submit the paperwork for their passports. We have had a snag for the other three as their birth certificate requests were lost in Carson City. Praise the Lord I have that is squared away and I will be mailing the new requests off tomorrow morning. The lady in charge will have them to us in about a week. Again the night is bittersweet because I wish there was one more photo in the group. We are still praying God will smooth out the rough spots and heal the hurting places as we follow His leading. Keep our oldest son and both sides of his family in your prayers as you pray.

The next bit of news is rather embarrassing but I believe in full disclosure. If you have ever met me you know that I have fabulous hair. My amazing hair paintings have seen me through all of the darkest times in my life from the age of 23 to now. Steph B has kept me cool as I gained weight, grew older, added to my brood and even began driving a 12 passenger van. My hair has been my "crown and glory" and many times people stop me in public places to ask me where I get it done. I say all of this so you can know and understand my grief. Today I had my precious friend and hairdresser color my hair back to its natural color. How she knows what that color is I have no idea. But here I sit tonight with, ladies and gentlemen, one color hair. Well, as close to one color hair as I have had in like 9 years. Giving up this part of myself was painful. I know, I am shallow. But seriously. I cried.Thanks Steph. Thanks Costco photo center guy. Thanks Jeremy for not laughing at me while I grieved my loss. Thanks God for having everything under control.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Where Ever He Leads I'll Go

I am having a hard time writing this post because it makes what I am about to say real. While God is giving me peace, there is still much sadness in my heart over our recent decision. Some of you already know that Jeremy will be finishing the school year as the youth pastor of Green Valley Christian Center and then we will be moving on. We are so thankful for the support and love that has been shown to us from the pastoral staff and our friends. We consider GVCC our family and it is hard to imagine our life apart from it. We have experienced so much growth and healing from the Lord because of the faithfulness of Pastor Gary and Meg and the ministries that we have been apart of in our time there. God has made it clear to us that it is time for us to follow Him in a new direction. Most people who know us know our heart for orphans. It is what keeps us awake at night. It is what gave us the conviction we needed to become foster parents and then to adopt our precious children. It is this passion, that God gave both me and Jeremy, that is moving us to Africa.

Africa. We are moving to Africa. It still sounds ridiculous.

I don't know about you all but there is this thing that happens to me when I feel God leading me in a new direction. First I am introduced to something that really breaks my heart. Then I begin to hear about it more and more. Then suddenly it is on commercials, or on the radio, topics of discussion from friends, or in my daily devotions. It seems I can't get away from it. So I ask God what does He want from me...what is my part in this? Then once I know I can't not know. And the fear of doing what God is calling me to do becomes much smaller than the regret I would feel if I did not heed the call.

I totally trust God.

But it doesn't mean my heart is not breaking. Why would God have me and Jer go love orphans knowing it means leaving our oldest son here. Why would God ask us to put our children's lives in danger from disease and dirty water? I always come back to this. He won't ask me to do something He hasn't already done himself.

God gave us His Son. Jesus gave up His life.

My life is not my own.

So despite the tears, and pain, and fear, I will follow God.

When I was little I used to sing this song. It has a whole new meaning for me now.





Where Ever He Leads, I'll Go

"Take up thy cross and follow Me," I heard my Master say;
"I gave My life to ransom thee, Surrender your all today."
Wherever He leads I'll go, Wherever He leads I'll go,
I'll follow my Christ who loves me so, Wherever He leads I'll go.

He drew me closer to His side, I sought His will to know,
And in that will I now abide, Wherever He leads I'll go.
Wherever He leads I'll go, Wherever He leads I'll go,
I'll follow my Christ who loves me so, Wherever He leads I'll go.

It may be thru' the shadows dim, Or over the stormy sea,
I take my cross and follow Him, Wherever He leadeth me.
Wherever He leads I'll go, Wherever He leads I'll go,
I'll follow my Christ who loves me so, Wherever He leads I'll go.

My heart, my life, my all I bring To Christ who loves me so;
He is my Master, Lord, and King, Wherever He leads I'll go.
Wherever He leads I'll go, Wherever He leads I'll go,
I'll follow my Christ who loves me so, Wherever He leads I'll go.


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