31 July 2015

16 years in the making...

July 31, 1999 was a hot day in Winter Haven FL. Then 21, Amanda and I would be married that afternoon completely oblivious to the life that was ahead of us. I remember being nervous more than anything, anxious to marry my sweet Amanda. We went on our honeymoon in Gatlinburg TN, then packed up Amanda's 1992 Chevy Cavalier with attached u-haul trailer and made the 21 hour drive from FL to Springfield MO.


We arrived in Springfield in August of 1999 ready for our junior year of college at Baptist Bible College. At the time I worked at Walmart and for the majority of our remaining years in Springfield Amanda worked at BBC in the office or bookstore. Our apt are the time was a small two bedroom apt located near the school, and we lived right across the street from our dear friends Eric and Amanda - although at the time it was just Eric, as they would be married in January of 2000. It was pretty crazy  being newly married with Y2K coming. Amanda and I loved our little apt, and were busy with work, church and school. Our apartment was the bottom right, #7D. Located in that small apartment on our first Christmas was a tiny little tree that still holds a special place in my heart. It was not much, but it was special.




Our time in Springfield was was instrumental in our lives. We lived there till 2004 when I graduated from Graduate School. From the first time we moved to Springfield to attend BBC as Freshman who didn't know each other in 1997, till the day we moved, we loved every second of it. We attended the same church the entire seven years, Meadowview Baptist Church in Republic MO, where we cut our teeth in ministry with a bunch of other young kids, including the Shadles who we work with in Ethiopia. Amanda and I ran non stop with full time work, full time school and staying actively involved at church. Looking back I am not sure how we did it, but being in your early twenties helps. We were married for our first five years in Springfield, we moved three times - going from those local apartments to on campus married dorms (free cable and utilities) and then back to those local apartments where we "upgraded" to a townhouse next to our friends Phil and Jess. One regret I had was a when we decided to get a small dog we named Tucker. The dog was cute,  although we were not allowed to have a dog where we lived! We tried to hide him for a while, but eventually we had to find a home for Tucker.


On a side note, Amanda was working in the bookstore when 9-11 happened, and I was getting out of class. I remember her telling me about it and not fully grasping what had happened. I walked into the snack shop and saw everyone watching the news. Later that afternoon when I went into work at O"Reilly Automotive everyone was gathered around the radio listening to what had happened. Very little work was done that day, it was a very scary time. Later on that week I hung an America flag over the second story balcony of the married dorms, joining a slew of others who had done the same thing. It was a special sight.

In 2004 I would graduate form Grad School with our eyes fixed on missions. In June of 2004 life would change as we headed over to Ethiopia for a two week trip. From that point on we knew we were headed to Ethiopia as missionaries.


Upon returning we knew we had to do a internship as required by our missions board. Our church in Missouri was very special but did not have the ability to take on a full time intern and become a sending church. Through the missions office we learned of a church in Raleigh NC looking for an intern. The first week of November 2004 we flew to Raleigh to visit the church, and two weeks latter we had loaded up a U-haul and hit the road from Springfield to Raleigh. We arrived in Raleigh on November 15th of 2004, around dinner time. The church provided a small trailer for us to live in for free. Two men from a Sunday school class helped us unload along with one pastor on staff, Grant Staubs. Grant and his wife Michelle would become two of our closest friends.

We didn't know many people when we first arrived in Raleigh, so Amanda and I borrowed the show 24 from someone and would literally race home after work and watch it all night. Our early days were filled with thoughts of what Jack Bauer would do next!

Also of significance was the additions of two small companions in November of 2004. Max  & Molly would join our family as six week old puppies, and this coming October they will be 11. They have been loyal over the years, through the good times and the more difficult moments.


I grew up on a farm in Illinois and Amanda grew up in Florida. The farm never leaves you, but Raleigh is home for us. One large reason for this is because of Ava Patricia Dyson, our sweet and beautiful daughter. By 2007 Amanda and I had finished our internship, been approved as missionaries to Ethiopia, and were busy on the road raising support. On a Saturday night while visiting a church for the weekend, we found out Amanda was expecting. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.

In January of 2008 Amanda went to the doctor and was told something was wrong with Ava. I can't remember why now, but I was unable to go to the appointment which is still one of my biggest regrets. On January 25th Ava was born, as beautiful as could be, but she was with Jesus.


2008 was one of the hardest years of our lives but we were grateful for our family and friends who helped us through it. We didn't understand why it happened but God strengthened us during that time, much of faith being grounded in us from our early years at our church in Missouri. Our first Christmas without Ava was one of the hardest moments our our lives. But...

Time and space cannot do justice how Jackson Zane came into our family. Perhaps another time I will focus solely on that. Jackson was our miracle baby who came by way of adoption in June of 2009. I find it challenging not to fill the entire blog up with picture of Jackson who was born a happy blue eyed baby boy on June 22. While Christmas of 2008 was our hardest, Christmas of 2009 was one of the greatest. Jackson still makes us laugh, he has a compassionate spirit about him which I pray God uses greatly.


In 2010 as Jackson was 14 months old we finally packed up 26 totes and headed to Ethiopia. Below is one of the first pictures we took once we arrived. The lessons learned over the last five years and the memories made cannot find its way on this post today. Another day, I will focus entirely on that. I will say that the last five years have been both incredibly hard and incredibly rewarding. Among the hardiest was saying goodbye to our precious friend Hana, while the biggest blessing was welcoming Ermias into our family.




And now here we are. Not really what we expected 16 years ago when we said "I do" but God has been good. We have three beautiful children and are blessed with family and friends who we hold dear to our heart. If you would have told us 16 years ago that in 2015 we would be in Raleigh NC as Amanda was battling kidney issues, we would have been scarred to death. Thankfully though God didn't tell us, but instead He slowly wrote our story, giving us a life filled with joy, sorrow, and adventure.

As we celebrate our sixteen year today, I am reminded why I love my wife so much. She is strong, much stronger in her faith than she realizes. She is a true friend and and a wonderful wife and mother. Her path to motherhood has been truly unique, but through it all she has stood strong in the faith of our Lord. I love her very much and I am honored to be her husband and to be the father of three precious children. I wish that Ermias was with us today, but our prayer is that one day he will be. I also pray that one day God will give us another little girl to raise, something that I want so much for my sweet wife. Amanda's secret desire to play with My Little Pony again cannot be hidden.

Our hearts are so full with those around us, our family and friends, and memories give us great joy. No, I did not expect on a hot July day in 1999 that our lives would unfold like this, but I wouldn't want it any other way.

Amanda, I love you. I am blessed.








30 July 2015

I like you so very much not at all...

Confusing?

Not really if you think about it. Well, at least living in Ethiopia isn't.

There are moments over the last five years that Ethiopia has gotten to me in a not so good way. Times I have thrown up my hands, and just looked to the sky. On occassion (two to be exact) I have exited my vehicle in rage as someone nearly hit my family and blew it off with a smile. I can't decide if their lack of driving skills or their actual belief that it wasn't a big deal made me more angry. I am not proud of those moments mind you, but they happened.

I remember once stopping in the middle of a busy highway, getting out of my vehicle (ok, three times) and standing bewildered as a guy tried to roll an entire wheel across the road as cars flew by. I missed the car to my right and the concrete wall to my left by inches.

There have been many times our water did not work or our power was only producing half of it voltage. I remember one time there was no power, no water, the stores were out of bread and there was no gas to be found - I think I almost lost it. And don't get me started on the countless trips to the suk (store) to buy a variety of expensive but cheaply made items for our house or car. I have lost count on the number of thirty dollar door handles I have replaced. Melt down in 3...2...1...

But then there are those other times...

Moments like driving out in the country with the mountains in the distance and the cool clean air blowing in you face. Watching Jackson play with the local kids knowing there is not one ounce of racism in any of their hearts. Having a family from church actually have time after service to talk with you, not having to worry that they have to rush home as though church is a hassle (talking to you American church). Sitting down for coffee with friends, laughing and sharing our different cultures. Oh yes, there are those special moments.

In 2012 I was able to baptize Hana who is now with Jesus. Later I had the pleasure of baptizing a little girl Faven who has become our most faithful member over the last four years. Amanda and I have had the pleasure of celebrating birthdays, holidays and just normal days with our dear Ethiopian friends. Meeting a fellow missionary for a burger, movie night with he family, or playing games has become the norm. So many memories flood my mind.

You see, I love Ethiopia. I suppose you wouldn't know it at times and I can honestly say there have been moments that I have expressed to myself how frustrating it can be to live there, but I still love it. I love the sights, the sounds and the warmness of the beautiful people. I love coming together on Sunday mornings to worship Jesus as one body. And despite how much I love it, at times it overwhelms me.

Really, that is what the Christian life is all about. Paul talks in Galatians about the idea of the spirit and the flesh always battling it out, like a prized fight you are watching on a Saturday night. The Psalms are one giant rollercoaster of ups and downs. David will go on about how God has forsaken him, and then a few moments later he sings praises because God is his stronghold.

The encouraging thing is that it is not our fight anymore when we give our lives to Jesus. The Holy Spirit is battling for us against the flesh and no matter how many times life seems to knock us down, we can get up because of Jesus. So how does that translate to us today? Well, I would suppose I would tell you not to be so hard on yourself when you fall flat on your face. Then I would tell you to get back up, brush yourself off and thank God for the grace to keep going. I can testify that much like life in Ethiopia, a new day brings a new opportunity of growth.

Isn't that what it all about anyway, being more like Jesus?  Learning to be more Christlike through the ups and downs can happen anytime and anywhere...even the busy streets of Addis.

Oh how I miss that place...

sometimes.



29 July 2015

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28 July 2015

Surgery...

Amanda is at the hospital today getting a new port in for her dialysis. It is 7:30 am and she is ready to go. 

22 July 2015

Review: What Keeps You Up at Night?: How to Find Peace While Chasing Your Dreams

What Keeps You Up at Night?: How to Find Peace While Chasing Your Dreams What Keeps You Up at Night?: How to Find Peace While Chasing Your Dreams by Pete Wilson
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Another great book by Pete Wilson, a good read, easy to understand and Wilson has a great gift of connecting with his audience. Plan B is my favorite of his books (one of my favorite books period), but this one is also well worth the read.

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17 July 2015

Throwing it back...in pictures



Thanksgiving 2013. Although Thanksgiving is a normal day in Ethiopia, we make it a family event. Usually we will celebrate either on that Thursday or Friday and we keep the kids home from school. We make a big meal, usually try to score a turkey from someone coming over to visit who can bring it, and we play a game of football. Holidays are a big deal to us,  so we try to make it a very special time :)


10 July 2015

Throwing it back...in photos


Two years ago this past July 4th, we took this picture. The setting is Dwayne & Tammy's house and it was with our VBS team that was visiting from the Sates. Pictured is a team of four from a church near Kansas City MO and Cassia who was interning for a month that summer. While July in Ethiopia is often rainy and cold we do our best to celebrate America's independence.  

05 July 2015

Random Thoughts...

It is 11:15 pm as I step outside. The rain has stopped and the sound of insects fills the air. I step back in and sit down to write this. I play Hillsong Live, Glorious Ruins which in my opinion is their greatest worship album, and one of my all time favorite albums in my wide range of musical taste.  While you are at it, listen to Chris Tomlin's Glory in the Highest which is his Christmas album. It is just too good of an album not to listen to it all year.

Everyone else is asleep now, Jackson spending night number three in the top bunk. Tomorrow morning we have to leave at 7 am to redo finger prints for the adoption. Will this adoption every get finished? As we celebrated the 4th of July yesterday I told Ermias that I hope next year we will be celebrating together....

July 4th is quickly becoming one of my favorite holidays...

Tomorrow morning's 7 am exit is different then most. On Monday, Wednesday and Friday we awake at 5:30 am to have Amanda at dialysis at 6:15 sharp. The center is just about 5 minutes down the road which is nice. I lift Jackson's sleeping 50 pound body out of his bed and put him in the car with a blanket and pillow. I grab Amanda's bag as she finishes her bowl of cheerios. Amanda will sit in chair number three from 6:15-10:15 hooked up to a device that is really keeping her alive. She knows the group by now, each one coming in around 6 am to the center. We pray before she gets out of the car, we pray that she can soon receive a kidney and pancreas. By this time Jackson is awake, ready to start the day. We arrive back to the house by 6:20 and Jackson snuggles up in bed again to watch a little bit of Curious George. He will soon eat breakfast, do some reading and work on some writing...

Some days are better for Amanda. Some days are worse. Don't get me wrong, their are many people out there that are facing far greater challenges then we are. Amanda's faith is strong, much stronger than she realizes. Still, there are days where Amanda believes she will get better and there are days she is not quite sure. It is hard for me seeing her going through this. I wish it were me...

We can't think too much about Ethiopia. Our hearts hurt if our mind wanders to our life there. The funny thing is, if we were in Ethiopia right now we would probably be wishing we were here. That is how life works sometimes for a missionary. You long for where you are not. We miss the people there, we miss the smells, we miss the food. We miss the simplicity...

Sometimes it is hard when people as how Amanda is doing. What am I supposed to say? She is ok. She lives on dialysis and is waiting...just waiting. Nothing much has changed. There are days where time seems to stand still. It is a surreal experience.

We pray every day that she will be better. We pray every day that Ermias will be with us. Maybe it will happen, maybe it won't. Either way, God is still good.