tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266879015606222882024-03-13T20:08:40.280-07:00Diana's Life JourneyFor we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them. Ephesians 2:10Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-19603990297356240672012-01-09T09:52:00.000-08:002012-01-09T10:00:16.347-08:00A Journey to and Lesson from TaiwanThree times into this small island in the Pacific Ocean has given me lessons in life.<br />Did I have a heart for these people? No, not until I came close to them, got to know them did I start to love them. They have always been there. I didn't know them until I went to where they were.<br /><br />Same is true of our God. He is and has always been there, whether we see Him or not. It is not until we come closer to Him, get to know Him that we learn He has always loved us. Seek Him and He promises He will be found.<br /><br />God is working everywhere. We only need to look around and see where that is. It could be in Taiwan at an orphanage in Lo-Tung; it could be in Tainon where a wonderful lady has given her life saving babies from abortion and helping young girls stay pure.<br /><br />It could be there is a mission in your own back yard like Mission Adelante in Kansas City, Ks. They are ministering to immigrants coming into our country. Jesus tells us to take care of orphans, widows and aliens. <br /><br />Yes, God is working everywhere. Look around you. Let God show you where He is working. You may be surprised at what you see.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-63875708676621620342011-10-31T09:35:00.000-07:002011-10-31T09:59:31.528-07:00My New Friends on the Path of Life<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3f6ZDf_boKw/Tq7T6pJVtSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Jp4Tn4exGno/s1600/Bhutanese%2B2%2B007.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3f6ZDf_boKw/Tq7T6pJVtSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Jp4Tn4exGno/s200/Bhutanese%2B2%2B007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669701985336931618" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOgzIs-do9Q/Tq7T6Fu3t8I/AAAAAAAAAME/I_z1UmaCktU/s1600/Bhutanese%2B2%2B006.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOgzIs-do9Q/Tq7T6Fu3t8I/AAAAAAAAAME/I_z1UmaCktU/s200/Bhutanese%2B2%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669701975830673346" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oC6nTuZVbWA/Tq7Tv7WkNUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oIKe11zCwVA/s1600/Bhutanese%2B2%2B005.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oC6nTuZVbWA/Tq7Tv7WkNUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oIKe11zCwVA/s200/Bhutanese%2B2%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669701801245685058" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6y3nf5qer8/Tq7TvouxGCI/AAAAAAAAALo/GjhCR9INv8I/s1600/Bhutanese%2B2%2B004.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6y3nf5qer8/Tq7TvouxGCI/AAAAAAAAALo/GjhCR9INv8I/s200/Bhutanese%2B2%2B004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669701796246919202" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9zdjtXg5Cw/Tq7Tve8M7EI/AAAAAAAAALg/D-_6QrU_fHI/s1600/Bhutanese%2B2%2B003.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9zdjtXg5Cw/Tq7Tve8M7EI/AAAAAAAAALg/D-_6QrU_fHI/s200/Bhutanese%2B2%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669701793618914370" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f1ep7fwo5_E/Tq7TuqO3qvI/AAAAAAAAALY/-5cq69arVsY/s1600/Bhutanese%2B2%2B002.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f1ep7fwo5_E/Tq7TuqO3qvI/AAAAAAAAALY/-5cq69arVsY/s200/Bhutanese%2B2%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669701779470134002" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--q5ZC12wUh4/Tq7TucfGpCI/AAAAAAAAALI/dEWCL2HY0lM/s1600/Bhutanese%2B2%2B001.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--q5ZC12wUh4/Tq7TucfGpCI/AAAAAAAAALI/dEWCL2HY0lM/s200/Bhutanese%2B2%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669701775780127778" /></a><br />"You will make known to me the path of life; In Your presence is fullness of joy;<br />In Your right hand there are pleasures forever" Psalm 16:11.<br /><br />Truly the Lord is giving me joy and pleasures with my new friends from Bhutan. As we teach them our language every Tuesday evening and now visiting their homes, God is opening up this path for me to know them. What He has in store for us on this path, I do not know. He has bridged two countries together and I see Him working in the hearts of these Bhutanese. They are coming ever closer to the truth of our Lord and our Living God through the work of the Holy Spirit. <br /><br />Love is the common demoninator between their hearts and mine. Even though language is a barrier, love goes before words and we are connecting our hearts to each others.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-58650029853467950222011-06-05T14:48:00.000-07:002011-06-05T15:13:48.076-07:00Still Learning About GodSomething I know yet I'm still learning about God... He doesn't tell us everything. If He did, where would our faith in Him be?<br /><br />He is a gentle and compassionate God. He gently guides us into things; not too fast or too slow but all in His timing.<br /><br />When I moved to Lenexa last year, I prayed and asked God "What will I do there?" Going seemed to be right and I had peace with my decision. God gave me one word "intercity". When I asked what that meant, He was silent.<br /><br />One year and two intense classes later moving me in His direction, I find myself serving in Wyandotte County at Mission Adelante teaching English to Bhutanese Immigrants. Wyandotte County is a county in the intercity of Kansas City. <br /><br />Now I had never heard of the Country of Bhutan or the Bhutanese people group - yet here I sit looking into their beautiful eyes teaching them our language. They are very eager to learn as you would guess. Being in a country, not knowing the language can be very intimidating and frustrating. My heart is being opened up by these Bhutanese students. Lal Maya is one of the students and one of my new friends. The Bhutanese have been a displaced people group for the last 18 years living in tents in Nepal which is a small country just west of Bhutan between China and India. They are here getting a second chance to a better life; I can't wait to know more about them and their culture. <br /><br />I know I am where I'm supposed to be; loving these precious Bhutanese people in a "Mission field in our own back yard". This is a statement from Mission Adelante that clearly defines their ministry. <br /><br />We serve an awesome God. One that loves us so much. He has a plan and purpose for our life. Let Him guide you down His path in His perfect timing. Enjoy for He wants to give you His best.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-70345678246161587192011-04-09T08:15:00.000-07:002011-04-09T19:51:10.814-07:00<strong>FOR BROTHER JIM</strong> <br />(An article written by Henry Van Dyke)<br /> I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she stands like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.<br /> Then someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!" <br />"Gone where?"<br /> Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear the load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!", there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: "Here she comes!" <br /><div align="justify">Brother Jim is gone from my sight yet I have envisioned my Mom being on the other side shouting "Look, Here he comes!"</div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-12354533993742369392011-04-07T14:03:00.000-07:002011-04-07T15:00:12.850-07:00<div align="left"><span style="font-size:+0;"></span>BROTHER JIM </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">"For this is the will of My Father that everyone who beholds the Son and believes in Him will have eternal life, and I, Myself, will raise him up on the last day" John 6:40 My Brother Jim's last day here on earth was yesterday April 6. He went home to be with the Lord and as God promises, He will raise him up on that last day. The verse given to me last September, John 11:23 "Your brother will rise again" was, I believe, for this very last day in Jim's life and God's assurance that Jim would rise again to meet Him face to face. </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">God extended His grace to Jim during this trial of illness. Jim, hand in hand with God, walked that journey together. Jim's faith in our Savior was magnified through his weakness. In the lowest valley of Jim's life, he praised and exalted the Lord for giving him this trial. He praised God to all those around him so they could see our awesome God and His compassionate and loving heart. </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">My time spent with Brother Jim allowed us precious moments to share Jesus and to truly know each others heart. We played Yatzee(a game our Mother loved to play), we talked about old times and new times yet to come. I thank My God for those precious moments. </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Because of God's great love and Jim's faith in His Son, Jim is now at home with the Lord resting peacefully in His arms.</div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-72365404651980119642011-01-16T13:21:00.000-08:002011-01-16T13:38:16.803-08:00Don't Confuse God with LifeTroubles are a part of life yet God is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow.<br /><br />Our life can change in an instant. Sometimes things happen beyond our control and we are left feeling all alone. <br /><br />If you were to visit with my brother and his family, you would think "where is God in all of this". Their lives are riddled with so many health issues yet I've never seen stronger faith. They have learned to see past their trials to a loving God who will one day prevail. Faith like this can go a long way in overcoming discouragement when life hasn't worked out the way we thought it should. I'm learning so much about real faith from my brother. Thank you, Brother Jim!<br /><br />So don't confuse God with life. Instead, embrace Him, seek Him and you will find that God's grace is always sufficient. His arms are always open to give us that grace. But, will our arms be open to receive it?Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-52677420678336729992010-11-12T07:26:00.000-08:002010-11-12T07:39:22.184-08:00Leaning on HimThere is a muriel on the wall at my brother's house. It is a full wall showing a forest of trees. Each tree takes on it's distinct shape; some are tall and thin, some more stout extending high above the others, some are bent and curved leaning on the tree next to it, some short - just beginning it's journey upward.<br /><br />I am reminded of our journey in life. It takes all of us to stand together - in our own uniqueness. As the trees stand together to make their forest, we can all stand together - firm in one spirit, with one mind, striving together for the faith of the gospel. <br /><br />Philippians 2:2,13 "Make my joy complete by being of the same mind, maintaining the same love, united in spirit, intent on one purpose. For it is God who is at work in you, both to will and to work for His good pleasure."<br /><br />Encourage one another in this day. Thank the Lord for His love and let us LEAN ON HIM for our strength.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-57911072031696295992010-10-24T05:02:00.000-07:002010-10-24T05:25:15.439-07:00A NEW SEASON OF LIFE<br /><br />As I looked out my window this morning, I am reminded that we are in a new season. This season is transitioning us from summer to winter. The fall colors bursting forth from the trees are a wonder in itself. A definite season of it's own.<br /><br />Ecclesiastes 3:1 says "There is a time for everything, a season for every activity under heaven".<br />Verse 11 reminds us "God has made everything beautiful for it's own time".<br /><br />I reflected on this thought and gave thanks to God for this season and also for the changes of seasons in our own life. Life is special; given to us by our Creator, God. Psalm 139:13-18 says,<br /><br />"For you formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother's womb.<br />I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;<br />Wonderful are Your works, and my soul knows it very well.<br />My frame was not hidden from You, when I was made in secret,<br />And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth;<br />Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;<br />And in Your book were all written the days that were ordained for me,<br />When as yet there was not one of them.<br />How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!<br />How vast is the sum of them!<br />If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand.<br />When I awake, I am still with You.<br /><br />In this season of life, open your heart to God's heart and give thanks for such a time as this.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-42125048307332761752010-10-09T11:00:00.000-07:002010-10-09T11:37:22.327-07:00THE JOY OF THE LORD REVEALED<br /><br />My brotherJim is facing a hard time in his life yet he has such joy that comes only from his relationship with Jesus. As he praises God for all things, God's power is revealed giving my brother strength and joy to endure.<br /><br />2 Corinthians 4:7 shows the greatness of God's power being poured into a fragile, cracked container; you and me. God's glory is not revealed IN SPITE of our brokenness but rather THROUGH our brokenness. Our cracked jars will leak water so will the power of God leak out from our hardships of life.<br /><br />See how God may be more fully revealed to you and others through your hardships. Bring your brokenness to the foot of the cross. There you will find the One who cares and can turn your life into something joyously unexpected.<br /><br />Let your joy be the witness of God's lovingkindness. Psalm 95 "O come, let us sing for joy to the Lord, Let us shout joyfully to the rock of our salvation. Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving, Let us shout joyfully to Him with psalms. For the Lord is a great God".Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-64688650385969575632010-09-21T09:05:00.000-07:002010-09-21T09:22:18.758-07:00A MARY'S HEART<br /><br />In my quietness, the Lord met me there. I went with an expectancy of His presence. He is so faithfull and good.<br /><br />My quiet time on that Saturday was to be in the Prayer Room from 1 - 5 p.m. My fasting body, open heart and my Bible is what I took with me. My expectancy was to draw closer to the Lord and to pray for my Brother Jim.<br /><br />The Prayer Room music began to fill my mind and my spirit as I settled in. I opened my Bible to the book of John for that is where Jesus does a lot of teaching and shows His heart to us. That's what I wanted - His heart to connect with mine.<br /><br />As I journaled and prayed and just sat before the Lord, I began to read from John 9. Jesus had healed the blind man and he could now see. That's what I wanted; to see what the Lord had for me.<br /><br />More journaling; more prayer.<br /><br />I turned the page. I was then in John 11. As my eyes came down to the Bible, verse 23 stood out to me in 3D and lifted off the page. It said, "Your brother will rise again". Oh Lord, what does this mean? More journaling, more soaking in the music drawing me ever closer to Himself.<br /><br />Then my eyes went to verse 4 for these words were again standing out to me in 3D, "This sickness is not to end in death, but for the glory of God, so that the Son of God may be glorified by it".<br /><br />Now my eyes were streaming in tears of joy. For all this time, in his sickness, my brother Jim has glorified the Lord and his joy has gone out to everyone around him. He's been a wonderful testimony for the Lord. Now how much more will the Lord be glorified when my brother Jim is healed!<br /><br />Yes, the Lord is faithfull and good. He WILL meet you where you are when you seek Him with all your heart.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-69408805243947034152010-08-30T06:13:00.000-07:002010-08-30T07:09:00.470-07:00BUMPS ALONG THE WAY<br /><br />Along life's journey, we have big and small bumps. It's evident when we've gone over a big bump. But the small ones are equally important and instructive.<br /><br />On my way home the other day, I was stuck in traffic 2 1/4 miles from my exit. I was patient, at first, knowing I was close to my destination. I was behind a big semi-truck so I couldn't see anything in front of me. The lanes on either side of me were going pretty fast but my lane was virtually stopped.<br /><br />As our lane creeped then stopped, creeped then stopped, I began to wish I could see what was ahead of me. Why were the other lanes going and mine wasn't? Why couldn't I see where I was going?<br /><br />After wrestling with my frustration, I began to see - not what was ahead of me but life as it is sometimes. It's not always the way we want it; sometimes we can't see what's ahead. I began to sing "I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, down in my heart to stay". My frustration began to lift as I focused on the Lord and not the problem. <br /><br />The 20 minutes in traffic felt like a long time. I realized that this big semi-truck ahead of me, tho it made it so I couldn't see, also shaded the sun so I wasn't sitting in the glaring heat.<br /><br />Trust and believe that God has you on a journey with Him. He may not show you His whole plan but He will be with you along the way. Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not calamity to give you a future and a hope".Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-46001825214194846312010-02-06T07:46:00.000-08:002010-02-06T11:21:22.968-08:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><strong>Life Is Like A Coin</strong></span><br /><br /><br />Life is like a coin - you can spend it any way you want but you can only spend it once!<br /><br />This phrase was sent to me and as I pondered it, I was reminded that Life is not something that simply happens to people. Who and where we are today is determined by the choices we have made on this journey of life.<br /><br />When we turn our thoughts, words and what we do to God for His guidance, we remain in the center of His will. By not adjusting to the Lord's will, we will miss out on His best. As believers, we should never settle for less than God's best. <strong>Psalm 84:11</strong><br /><br />Seek His guidance on what He wants you to achieve. Ask - "Will this bring glory to God? Will it develop Christ's character in me?" When we focus beyond ourselves, fixing our thoughts and eyes on Jesus, we can trust that our path will be straight every step of the way. <strong>Proverbs 3:5-6</strong><br />By following God's direction on our journey, we will experience spiritual peace, joy and contentment as only He can give.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-55821004031360261202010-01-23T08:26:00.000-08:002010-01-23T09:02:32.654-08:00No Greater Love Than This<div align="left">My day started in North Carolina going with my brother to the VA Hospital for his appointment. Little did I know what God would show me there.<br /><br />It was a large facility; lots of people coming and going, both men and women. There were some men without arms or legs, some walked with a cane and some were in a wheelchair. Others didn't show a physical problem but were there just the same.<br /><br />As I looked around, God showed me that each of these men and women (including my brother) served our country for the freedom that we have today. They were willing to put their lives on the line for us much like what Christ did for us at the Cross. In John 15:13, Jesus says, "Greater love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends". Jesus loved us so much that He gave His life for us. When we believe in Him and accept that love, He promises us eternal life with Him.<br /><br />My prayer would be that you experience that love from Jesus. Open your heart to the true meaning of love from our Savior.</div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-46559494960588799552009-12-29T14:52:00.000-08:002009-12-30T10:50:00.964-08:00<strong>What is pleasing to God</strong>?<br /><br />My life has been a series of choices and experiences; some of which were good and some not so good. It wasn't until I learned what was pleasing to God that my life choices lined up with His.<br /><br />Ephesians 5:10 (from the Message) says "Figure out what will please Christ and then do it." When we start each day in His word and include Christ in our plans, we will be pleasing to Him.<br />He is in control of my life journey. I give Him that control through my faith in His Son, Jesus and through my obedience to His word.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-81617210018174040122009-11-27T17:53:00.001-08:002009-11-27T18:10:22.715-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGCmpKugI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vwS8hmICggw/s1600/11-15-09+096.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970531763042818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGCmpKugI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vwS8hmICggw/s200/11-15-09+096.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGCe6ErEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/si-_INU0NuA/s1600/11-15-09+017.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970529686465602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGCe6ErEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/si-_INU0NuA/s200/11-15-09+017.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGB0Ims2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/skgwxt7AdR4/s1600/11-15-09+005.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970518204691298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGB0Ims2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/skgwxt7AdR4/s200/11-15-09+005.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGBmo9JJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/k_uIuY1XITc/s1600/11-15-09+003.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970514582283410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGBmo9JJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/k_uIuY1XITc/s200/11-15-09+003.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGBAGScsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/dLv-mwx7GUs/s1600/11-15-09+001.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970504236331714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxCGBAGScsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/dLv-mwx7GUs/s200/11-15-09+001.jpg" /></a><br />My stay in Taiwan was cut short. My working 13 hours a day 7 days a week for 3 months was something I needed to change if I was to stay the year. Since an adjustment to this routine was not an option, I began praying for guidance on what to do. The Lord gave me total peace when the decision was made to come home.<br /><br />My devotion for today was written by someone who was experiencing struggles. They wrote:<br />MY CHILD, I do not permit trials to strangle but to strengthen.<br />I do not allow heartache to hurt but to heal.<br />I do not send pain to punish but to increase perseverence.<br />Receive all I have to give that you may become all I see you to be.<br /><br />When we see God's perspective, we begin to see God's work in our lives. I will continue to trust Him and His plan for my life. I will be open to His leading on my next journey.<br /><br />Thank you everyone for going on this journey with me. Thank you Lord for the opportunity to serve you in Taiwan.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-51243586162633830722009-11-27T17:22:00.000-08:002009-11-27T17:51:24.732-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB9qLnTdBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lIIkwSi7hdU/s1600/11-26-09+044.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408961316097586194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB9qLnTdBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lIIkwSi7hdU/s320/11-26-09+044.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB9pkmQceI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ni5FVigCW2c/s1600/11-26-09+043.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408961305624211938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB9pkmQceI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ni5FVigCW2c/s320/11-26-09+043.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB9pZ9iJJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/50a0JM1yp4E/s1600/11-26-09+042.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408961302769050770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB9pZ9iJJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/50a0JM1yp4E/s320/11-26-09+042.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB9o4Uf3VI/AAAAAAAAAIU/YYBKWrzd1gk/s1600/11-26-09+040.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408961293738564946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB9o4Uf3VI/AAAAAAAAAIU/YYBKWrzd1gk/s320/11-26-09+040.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>My co-volunteers made a great impact on my life as well as all the babies. They, at their young age, were so willing to serve the Lord. I saw a very submissive and gentle spirit in these young ladies. They have truly become a part of my life and I will keep them in a special place in my heart. Show Hwa was on staff and taught us a lot about caring for babies and about the culture. She was also helping us with a few of the Chinese words like "Wo ting bu dao" that means I hear what you are saying but I don't understand. That was helpful when someone started talking to us in Chinese. She definitely has a place in my heart as well. </div></div></div></div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-1548350993300577182009-11-27T17:10:00.000-08:002009-11-27T17:22:36.072-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB7JDxv0GI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1mStI3_xazw/s1600/11-15-09+205.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408958548034965602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB7JDxv0GI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1mStI3_xazw/s320/11-15-09+205.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB7I0eHLDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/sfjt7778Kbw/s1600/11-15-09+223.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408958543926078514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB7I0eHLDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/sfjt7778Kbw/s320/11-15-09+223.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB7IX8k7_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/vUm4dw0wqHc/s1600/11-15-09+160.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408958536269230066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB7IX8k7_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/vUm4dw0wqHc/s320/11-15-09+160.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB7IMjVXJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hsnkWHbF3Q0/s1600/11-26-09+003.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408958533210561682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SxB7IMjVXJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hsnkWHbF3Q0/s320/11-26-09+003.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>My time spent on my journey in Taiwan was truly an experience. The culture, the food and the setting I was in all changed my life. Loving all the babies, caring for them, seeing the trust in their eyes without care or worries reminded me of what Jesus said, "Unless you change and become like little children, you will not enter the Kingdom of Heaven". Jesus wants us to trust Him like all the babies trusted us to care for them. </div></div></div></div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-56682567152743253722009-10-23T04:27:00.000-07:002009-10-23T04:34:09.513-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuGUhdDf8EI/AAAAAAAAAHs/52MoeETHRBE/s1600-h/10-22-09+051.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395757131022463042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuGUhdDf8EI/AAAAAAAAAHs/52MoeETHRBE/s320/10-22-09+051.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Another baby boy arrived. He is 3 weeks old. Sometimes we don't understand someone else's life. That's God's job. Our main job is to be obedient to God's action revealed in Jesus. Our part in the action is the act of love. With each new baby brought to the Home of God's Love, there are arms waiting to love each one of His precious children. </div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-89453407251298952682009-10-22T22:22:00.000-07:002009-10-23T04:27:06.905-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuGSfzYKAOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Hj7o8kjURH0/s1600-h/10-22-09+022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395754903631692002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuGSfzYKAOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Hj7o8kjURH0/s320/10-22-09+022.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuGSfY9XtzI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kwLzAjvOjoY/s1600-h/10-22-09+021.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395754896540022578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuGSfY9XtzI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kwLzAjvOjoY/s320/10-22-09+021.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>One day I was playing with 2 of the babies, singing Jesus Love Me and telling them how much God loves them because they are so special. I had their attention for about half an hour. Then they fell asleep on me. I couldn't help but laugh but they looked sooooo cute. </div></div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-64032784903206281412009-10-22T22:04:00.000-07:002009-10-23T04:47:30.575-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE9IcUqOFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nqzMl8hdRxU/s1600-h/10-22-09+048.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395661043817658450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE9IcUqOFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nqzMl8hdRxU/s320/10-22-09+048.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE9H1ZNhXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xaQtnuPgR2U/s1600-h/10-22-09+047.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395661033367766386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE9H1ZNhXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xaQtnuPgR2U/s320/10-22-09+047.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE9Hb_IxHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/spkITkcC8dU/s1600-h/10-22-09+037.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395661026547516530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE9Hb_IxHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/spkITkcC8dU/s320/10-22-09+037.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE6_p8SYHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/N0VQk3EA0Ec/s1600-h/10-22-09+032.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395658693831450738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE6_p8SYHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/N0VQk3EA0Ec/s320/10-22-09+032.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE6_EXoXPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mMToxKZuNoU/s1600-h/10-22-09+032.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395658683745590514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE6_EXoXPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mMToxKZuNoU/s320/10-22-09+032.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>When I retired, as some of you may remember, I didn't want to just sit in a rocking chair. A rocking chair has a lot of useful purposes. One COULD BE that of a retired person sitting, rocking and just relaxing. Another could be to rock little ones to sleep or when you feed them. Well, I think God has a wonderful sense of humor sending me to the very thing I said I didn't want to do. Sit in a rocking chair! </div><br /><br /><br /><div>There are two rocking chairs here and I'd say 95% of my time is spent in one of these rocking chairs or just any chair rocking a little one. My feet are getting pretty good at rocking the infant seat on the floor. Sometimes you have a baby in your arms, the other hand is bouncing an infant seat and each foot is rocking a little one. It took me awhile to catch on to the rhythm but Bev is a wonderful teacher. </div></div></div></div></div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-10694622738370356252009-10-22T21:54:00.000-07:002009-10-22T22:03:34.786-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE5CBLT9MI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4wBgzJkWns8/s1600-h/10-22-09+018.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395656535404967106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE5CBLT9MI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4wBgzJkWns8/s320/10-22-09+018.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE5A0YiBFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7iPpuDWjORQ/s1600-h/10-22-09+011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395656514790884434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE5A0YiBFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7iPpuDWjORQ/s320/10-22-09+011.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE5AW6qnII/AAAAAAAAAGc/rTaQazZC_to/s1600-h/10-22-09+016.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395656506880990338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SuE5AW6qnII/AAAAAAAAAGc/rTaQazZC_to/s320/10-22-09+016.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-83692829585155416562009-10-22T05:11:00.000-07:002009-10-22T05:27:31.925-07:00Last Saturday was a beautiful day. Everyone wanted to be outside including me. The sun was shining, kids were playing and the birds were singing and chasing butterflies. What a joyful day that God gave us.<br /><br />Some of the kids had chores to do. Some got to play and some just rested and took it easy. Me, I went for a walk, took in some sun and thanked God for all of His blessings.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-13960443518493207772009-10-16T06:18:00.000-07:002009-10-16T06:46:20.243-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth4_njSyEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8561VfBeoIw/s1600-h/10-16-09+021.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393193588120275010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth4_njSyEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8561VfBeoIw/s320/10-16-09+021.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth4-2BMxiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9ZlG2qfRnHg/s1600-h/10-16-09+010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393193574823937570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth4-2BMxiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9ZlG2qfRnHg/s320/10-16-09+010.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth4-Pg7jnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8Sx7A-6rBZY/s1600-h/10-16-09+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393193564488044146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth4-Pg7jnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8Sx7A-6rBZY/s320/10-16-09+004.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth49LMT0fI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rVkpYIbfvss/s1600-h/10-16-09+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393193546147942898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth49LMT0fI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rVkpYIbfvss/s320/10-16-09+003.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth2f5PlqSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/esZ1xsC9-IE/s1600-h/10-12-09+026.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393190844090394914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth2f5PlqSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/esZ1xsC9-IE/s320/10-12-09+026.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth2fCLR8sI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Ia2U5-EGZ4o/s1600-h/10-5-09+020.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393190829308375746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth2fCLR8sI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Ia2U5-EGZ4o/s320/10-5-09+020.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth2etYjwQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O57nIhq8bWQ/s1600-h/10-5-09+017.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393190823726924034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sth2etYjwQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O57nIhq8bWQ/s320/10-5-09+017.jpg" /></a><br />Some random pictures of people God has set before me on my journey in Taiwan. To Him I give all the glory. 1 Corinthians 10:31 "Whether, then, you eat or drink or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God"</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-49826700840786245702009-10-16T05:56:00.000-07:002009-10-16T06:17:55.912-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SthyU3_of_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/u13SgX41PdE/s1600-h/10-5-09+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393186256729964530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SthyU3_of_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/u13SgX41PdE/s320/10-5-09+009.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SthyUZ0gXmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w8JeqecHL5c/s1600-h/10-5-09+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393186248630230626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SthyUZ0gXmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w8JeqecHL5c/s320/10-5-09+001.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>At the beginning of October, the Chinese celebrate Fall Festival. This is probably the 3rd largest celebration of the year. They also celebrate Chinese New Year and Dragon Boat Festival. This Fall Festival is a time of family fun and barbeque. They are celebrating the end of summer and the beginning of fall. Here at the Orphanage, we had lots of BBQ's going and fun was had by all. </div></div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-626687901560622288.post-87692400270603136232009-10-16T05:06:00.000-07:002009-10-16T05:54:51.380-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sths789kzQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XyNnxViP_7w/s1600-h/10-5-09+045.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393180331008642306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sths789kzQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XyNnxViP_7w/s320/10-5-09+045.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sths7UJnJPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MG3ZabVAz5E/s1600-h/10-12-09+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393180320053273842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/Sths7UJnJPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MG3ZabVAz5E/s320/10-12-09+019.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SthofxbaJaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/m4KuW1O9XSM/s1600-h/10-16-09+015.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393175448829699490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SthofxbaJaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/m4KuW1O9XSM/s320/10-16-09+015.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SthofcOWB3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/aEJoBp8H7Zw/s1600-h/10-16-09+014.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393175443137759090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3KTkaUvPME/SthofcOWB3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/aEJoBp8H7Zw/s320/10-16-09+014.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Two more babies came to us yesterday: One boy and one girl. The little girl wasn't even 24 hours old and the little boy was 5 days old. Two more may be coming by the end of this month.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I've had some time to really reflect why I'm here. God touched my heart in such a way it was impossible to not follow His desire for me and help care for these precious babies. Why are these babies here? Most of them are here because their mothers love them so much. They know they cannot take care of them. It's a hard decision to make but one that gives their baby a better home and a better chance at life. It is a bitter-sweet situation. I'm so glad I chose to be a part of the wonderful plan God has for each of the babies. </div><br /><br /><br /><div>To show the sweet part - Karson's parents came last week to get their sweet baby and take him home to Texas. Karson's gets to be a real cowboy. We were sad to see him go but so happy for him and his new life with his Mom and Dad. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14805649140285150100noreply@blogger.com1