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Walk 2020
My theme word for 2020 is Walk. It is my prayer that I will learn what it means to walk in faith and obedience.
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Muscles
Whenever my husband and I needed something done in our home my mom would come over with her tools and get at it! There wasn’t anything that she couldn’t do. I remember being amazed at seeing her lay under the kitchen sink and replace the garbage disposal. What a talent she had! Carol was known for both her physical ability and the way in which she could weather whatever storm came her way! Dementia has certainly changed the woman who occupies the body of my mom. At times I look at her and see the same vivacious, spunky women that she has always been and then I see that she…
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Changing minds
Saturdays have been one of my favorite days! Sleeping in, leisurely getting ready, a breakfast scramble, catching up on chores and maybe an afternoon nap! Aaaaah, doesn’t that sound so nice? This is what my Saturdays used to be like until, mom moved in! Let’s just say that we pray she sleeps in and that she takes a nap in the afternoon. Sometimes this is the case and others well, they are not so quiet and restful. Mom suffers from dementia and thrives best when her schedule is fixed. Saturdays and Sundays deviate from her Monday through Friday schedule of getting up, going on her senior care bus and…
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The Lord Hovers
The image of God is of a caring, loving Father who is hovering above the waters. His breath moving the waters and creating something new. The Hebrew word for moved means brooded or hovered, similar to when a mother bird broods over her eggs waiting for new life to begin. Our days in Gitathuru have seared this beautiful, loving image of God into my heart. The Lord hovers Children’s laughter and joyful singing resound through the hallways of the Gitathuru school as we enter each day. It is pure joy to start our work amidst the mud, rain and poverty with this to greet us. “Good morning! Welcome to…
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Finding Joy
Men, women, children, young, old, bored, lost, sad, confused and disheartened. These are the faces that greeted us today. As we were walking through the streets, my mind was flooded with these images. The slums are filled with people, shanties, despair and joy. People have been living in deplorable conditions for hundreds of years all over the world. These areas are filled with small cramped places that are dirty and cold. The streets flow with mud and trash. Yet in the midst, children find joy! I wonder, is it because they look for it? “hello, you are welcome”, they say as they run up to us and grab our hands.…

