Friday, August 15, 2008

A day in the village...














These are from Wednesday, down by the creek in AG... It was a good day after we left the doctors appointment at least. The doctor's appointment, not so much, he really didn't want to be there, poor kiddo. Isaac has started making this crazy eye winking face when I tell him to smile...so, so cute. Clint taught him to wink, so now I think that he thinks, that he is being super cute and picture perfect or maybe that's what I look like when I smile, I don't think so though... hmm.. He's growing into such a big boy, so handsome and silly, all boy. Really anything with dirt, or dit as he calls it is game, maybe even lunch. hehe! So on a side note I love these menish T-shirts on him like this one mom 4ever, of coarse. Thank you Target. Anyways he was so funny on our little adventure. There were these roosters that apparently just live in a bush by the creek, a bit random but they are there and seem happy to be there so I guess it's a good place to be. Anyways Isaac was really interested in them but as soon as we got close enough to really see hem they would start making their noises (insert appropriate terminology) which is very frightening for a little boy and up into my arms he wanted to be. And the down again to take another look and so the process went. It was good time though and I am glad we had a nice little afternoon adventure...

Monday, August 11, 2008

Today was a new day....

Today of all days is a good time to get my thoughts out... I helped to save a woman's life today... What despair causes a woman, or man for that fact, to actually want to cease to live. When did they stop seeing the beauty in life and it as the amazing gift that it is? Honestly I wish that I could have just done more, what if they hadn't been able to revive her, what then, whose hands would bare that blood? I don't intend to be remorse, God sometimes just throws us the craziest opportunities... A coincidence that all of us on staff are Christians? I doubt it, I thank Him for such tough lessons to be learned and chances to grow. My prayers go out to Linda, or Rebeca, as I know her and family. Hopefully whatever needed repair will now get that healing that she so obviously needed. I hope that I might have the chance to meet her again, to thank her for her strange kindness, even in her own despair and pain. Maybe that's my lesson, to give when you think you have nothing more...