25 January 2016
Celebrating 8 Years...
Dear Ava,
Today we celebrate your eighth birthday in Heaven. Thinking back to eight years ago today can be heartbreaking. We miss you so very much but are thankful you are with Jesus and are healthy. There are few days that go by when we don't think about you. Often times we see a little girl who would be your age and we wonder what life would be like if you were here. We pray that one day God will allow us to raise another little girl, and we will proudly tell her about her big sister. We know you are in a better place and as much as we miss you we know you are where you are supposed to be. Your little brother Jackson is doing well, he is growing so quickly. We have shared many times with him about his big sister and how God used your precious life to bring Jackson into our family. Every year at Christmas we put up your stocking right along with Jackson's and your big brother Ermias. We will never forget you sweet Ava, you will always be our little baby girl.
Your mommy just received a new kidney and pancreas on Thursday night, which is a huge answer to prayer - She is doing amazing! So as we celebrate your birthday today we are sitting in a hospital room just like we were eight years ago. Today however, we are rejoicing in your mommy's new opportunity of life and your wonderful life with Jesus.
We love you so very much Ava, we are so proud to be your mommy and daddy. Give your great Uncle Dale and your great Grandma Norfleet a hug from your daddy.
Love always,
Mommy and Daddy
Sidney the kidney...Perry the pancreas...
Yes, we named Amanda's new organs. And yes, that means she has new organs! :)
Amanda is doing great, she received the call on Thursday morning and on Thursday evening she was in surgery. I found all of this out as I was returning from Ethiopia with my friend Matt. We arrived in Dubai to a text message that Amanda was at Duke, and a text message that our flight from Boston to Raleigh was going to be cancelled because of weather. To make a long story short, Matt and changed our flight to Orlando, rented a car and drove from Orlando to Raleigh on Friday. We arrive around 11 pm and I was able to get up to the hosptial around 2 am on Saturday morning. Over all, our total travel time home was around 44 hours!
Some have asked how I felt when I first found out (via text message) that Amanda was heading to surgery. I have to say that I was just shocked really. It was very surreal as neither Amanda nor I was really expecting something this quick. I wish that I could have been there with her when she went back, but she was in good hands and our friends also came through for us in a big way. Even now, it is hard to believe that Amanda has a new kidney and pancreas. We know the road is still long as she adjust to medicine and a new life, but we are praising God for His provision. God is always good.
There is a chance Amanda will be able to go home tomorrow, which is amazing. We are stocking up on cleaning supplies as the first few weeks are very important for Amanda. She can't be alone for several days as well as she continues to heal. Here is a picture of Amanda's surgery team, they are fantastic!
Amanda is doing great, she received the call on Thursday morning and on Thursday evening she was in surgery. I found all of this out as I was returning from Ethiopia with my friend Matt. We arrived in Dubai to a text message that Amanda was at Duke, and a text message that our flight from Boston to Raleigh was going to be cancelled because of weather. To make a long story short, Matt and changed our flight to Orlando, rented a car and drove from Orlando to Raleigh on Friday. We arrive around 11 pm and I was able to get up to the hosptial around 2 am on Saturday morning. Over all, our total travel time home was around 44 hours!
Some have asked how I felt when I first found out (via text message) that Amanda was heading to surgery. I have to say that I was just shocked really. It was very surreal as neither Amanda nor I was really expecting something this quick. I wish that I could have been there with her when she went back, but she was in good hands and our friends also came through for us in a big way. Even now, it is hard to believe that Amanda has a new kidney and pancreas. We know the road is still long as she adjust to medicine and a new life, but we are praising God for His provision. God is always good.
There is a chance Amanda will be able to go home tomorrow, which is amazing. We are stocking up on cleaning supplies as the first few weeks are very important for Amanda. She can't be alone for several days as well as she continues to heal. Here is a picture of Amanda's surgery team, they are fantastic!
22 December 2015
I suppose I should write something...
I actually have had our blog site open for two weeks with plan to write something. It is 12:40 a.m. on the 23rd and I am up watching A Christmas Carol. It is hard to believe that we are in the States for Christmas this year. I would have never imagined. Since I last wrote, I have returned from a very busy trip to Ethiopia and we have now been busy with the Christmas season. Once the new year settles in I will plan on heading back to Ethiopia for another trip in mid January...Jackson is excited for Christmas, it always is a joy watching him enjoy Christmas like he does. I pray that excitement never leaves him...Ermias is doing well, still no word on when the adoption will be done although we do get updates from the lady we are working with. We have prayed all year for a miracle in regards to the adoption but at times it seems that our prayers go unheard. I know it is not true, but sometimes it feels that way...Still can't believe 2015 is almost over, it has been such a tough year. Last year at this time, I knew 2015 was going to be different although I had no idea why I felt that way. Really hoping 2016 is much better..Either way, God will watch over us.
Merry Christmas. Enjoy the spirit of the day :)
Merry Christmas. Enjoy the spirit of the day :)
12 December 2015
Christmas Update...
Here is our yearly update. Hope to spend some more time in the next few days to share some thoughts... Hope everyone is having a merry Christmas season :)
13 November 2015
Back in Addis...
I arrived back in Addis this afternoon after a long flight from Raleigh to Boston, then to Dubai and finally to Addis Ababa. It is 12:30 a.m. and I am getting ready for bed. I have a long list of things to do, but I will first go in tomorrow morning to get my haircut by Angelo. Angelo has been cutting hair for over 50 years and at four bucks you can't beat the price...
Everything is good here, it is very weird being here, back in the house. It feels as though we have never left. Ermias is doing good, it will be nice to spend some time with him. It is hard to describe, but it feels like we have one foot in Ethiopia and one foot in America. All we can do is wait on God's plan and His timing...
Hopefully we will know next week if our friend is a match for Amanda. I will try to update again when I have a chance.
Good night...
Thank you for your prayers - I need strength and focus as I have a lot to do over the next week.
04 October 2015
A night at the DPAC...
DPAC stand for Durham Preforming Arts Center in case you were wondering. The last couple of weeks have been rainy, but Friday night (in the pouring rain) Amanda and I were able to get out and head over to Durham to check out the musical Beautiful: The Carole King Story. Amanda and I love plays/musicals, it is something we enjoy doing together. I thought I would take a trip down memory lane looking back on those we have attended.
In March 2008 Amanda and I headed to New York City for a couple of days. This was just six weeks after Ava past away, so we wanted a chance to get away for a short trip. Besides seeing the Brooklyn Tabernacle, we were able to see The Phantom of the Opera on Broadway where we sat on the sixth row, center section. The play is among our favorites and the trip is one of our highlights in life.
In 2009 Amanda and I had the opportunity to go up to Chicago before Jackson was born. While there we had the chance to visit Chicago's version of Broadway and catch the musical Mary Poppins. Although we love the story of Mary Poppins, we didn't know what to expect from the musical. It was fantastic, one we were pleasantly surprised with.
In 2010 Amanda went and saw probably our favorite play we have seen, besides The Phantom of the Opera. We went over to the DPAC and saw Wicked, which was absolutely incredible. Defying Gravity is one of our favorite songs from any of the musicals we have seen.
In March 2008 Amanda and I headed to New York City for a couple of days. This was just six weeks after Ava past away, so we wanted a chance to get away for a short trip. Besides seeing the Brooklyn Tabernacle, we were able to see The Phantom of the Opera on Broadway where we sat on the sixth row, center section. The play is among our favorites and the trip is one of our highlights in life.
In 2009 Amanda and I had the opportunity to go up to Chicago before Jackson was born. While there we had the chance to visit Chicago's version of Broadway and catch the musical Mary Poppins. Although we love the story of Mary Poppins, we didn't know what to expect from the musical. It was fantastic, one we were pleasantly surprised with.
In 2010 Amanda went and saw probably our favorite play we have seen, besides The Phantom of the Opera. We went over to the DPAC and saw Wicked, which was absolutely incredible. Defying Gravity is one of our favorite songs from any of the musicals we have seen.
In 2010 we headed over to Ethiopia and didn't make our next musical until we were back in the States in 2014. In April we went over to the DPAC to see The Wizard of Oz. This was our first musical we went to with our friends Grant & Michelle. We had a great time, although I still give Grant a hard time for picking the seats. Let's just say "I've a feeling we weren't in the DPAC anymore..."
In July of last year when we took our 15th anniversary trip to Prince Edward Island, we went to see Anne of Green Gables. The play was fantastic, and has been running for 50 years in Charlottetown.
And that brings us finally to last Friday when we went to the DPAC to see Beautiful. If you don't know much about Carole King, it is amazing to know the number of hit songs that she has written over the years. It was another great musical.
Hopefully there will more down the road...
28 September 2015
23 September 2015
Dialysis at Home...
The last two weeks have been overwhelming as Amanda has been training to begin dialysis at home. The at-home-dialysis will ultimately be easier for Amanda because she can do dialysis at night while sleeping, and it is easier on her body. However, it is also very detailed as she has to go through many steps in preparation each night. As she prepares, fans/air must be off, masks must be on while in the room and everything must be carefully done. Amanda has done a great job of learning the process and is adjusting well. Our prayer is however that this will be temporary and she will be able to receive a kidney soon.
A little over a weeks ago we received her in home supplies which consisted of over 50 boxes sent on two pallets. Amanda has a form she fills out and supplies will be delivered based on a scheduled delivery. The initial shipment is much greater than normal as it is the beginning process of setting everything up.
Amanda has had several nurses who have helped her though this journey. Here is Amanda with one of her nurses who was the primary one training her on the in-home-dialysis. Last Friday she came to the house to make sure everything was set up properly for Amanda to start Friday night.
Here is everything set up for Amanda each night. The first night was a bit of adjustment for Amanda but each night has went more smoothly. The machine on the right is the cycler that preforms the dialysis. Amanda affectionately calls it Clyde.
Thank you for your continued prayers and encouragement. Some days have been difficult, some days better but through it all God has been faithful.
A little over a weeks ago we received her in home supplies which consisted of over 50 boxes sent on two pallets. Amanda has a form she fills out and supplies will be delivered based on a scheduled delivery. The initial shipment is much greater than normal as it is the beginning process of setting everything up.
Amanda has had several nurses who have helped her though this journey. Here is Amanda with one of her nurses who was the primary one training her on the in-home-dialysis. Last Friday she came to the house to make sure everything was set up properly for Amanda to start Friday night.
Here is everything set up for Amanda each night. The first night was a bit of adjustment for Amanda but each night has went more smoothly. The machine on the right is the cycler that preforms the dialysis. Amanda affectionately calls it Clyde.
Thank you for your continued prayers and encouragement. Some days have been difficult, some days better but through it all God has been faithful.
10 September 2015
Duke Visit
If Amanda is able to get a live donor than this will be her surgeon. Hopefully we will be seeing her more in the future :)
09 September 2015
Training...and More Training...
Amanda began training for her PD dialysis on Tuesday which she will be able to do from home. From 9-4 each day Amanda sits in training while doing dialysis. She has done a great job and looks forward to being able to do the dialysis form home very soon.
Tomorrow (Thursday) we will be heading over to Duke Transplant Center for an all day evaluation. Amanda will go through several test as well as meet the transplant team, coordinator and much more. This is the next step toward having a kidney transplant which is very exciting. We appreciate your prayers and look forward to God's plan.
Keep praying for Ermias and for the adoption. Confident God has everything under control!
26 August 2015
School Days...
Growing up, there were two times during the year I had diffiuclty falling asleep. The first would be Christmas Eve, which was one of my favorite nights of the year. I can still see myself in my bed with my new PJ's on, anxious for the morning light to crack through the windows. The second would be the night before the first day of school. The excitement of a new school year, new friends and a new desk overwhelmed me.
This last Monday Jackson headed off to his first day of 1st grade. As I close my eyes I can see us taking pictures two years ago as he headed off to KG1 at Bingham Academy, it seems like it was just a few minutes ago.
Bingham is a special place, one that is hard to describe. The international school has been around for at least 50 years now and has seen students from all over the world attend. The thing that is really connects you at Bingham is the understood notion that everyone is going through the same things. The school is filled with local Ethiopian students, but also many international students who are trying to adapt to a new culture, no water and a world they are not used to. Jackson's class with filled with kids who looked so different from each other, and yet not one of them saw any difference. It was truly special.
Jackson's second year, which was KG2, started off a little different. I returned to Ethiopia from our furlough with Jackson while Amanda stayed in the States two more weeks to attend doctors appointments. Jackson was about two weeks late starting school but he quickly caught up. He was so excited to see many of his friends again from KG1 as well as new friends he was able to meet. Jackson also went from going to school half days to going full days (two days a week), which was a big adjustment. Both years Eric and I would rotate driving the kids to school, which was about 45 minutes away leaving at 6:45 in the morning. The drive home took about 1 1/2 hours because of traffic. On most days because of the congested streets whoever was driving would just stay in town, which made for a very long day.
Last year Jackson was able to finish out the school year at a local Christian school just down the road from us. The school was gracious to allow him to finish out the year and also participate in graduation, and on Monday he started 1st grade at the same school. As you can see Jackson has really gotten taller in just the last year. He now knows how to tie his shoes and his reading and writitng has improved greatly. Jackson has had a very unique life in his brief six years, and we pray God uses that in a very powerful way.
It is bittersweet seeing him head back to school to start 1st grade...
knowing that tomorrow he will be heading off to college.
This last Monday Jackson headed off to his first day of 1st grade. As I close my eyes I can see us taking pictures two years ago as he headed off to KG1 at Bingham Academy, it seems like it was just a few minutes ago.
Bingham is a special place, one that is hard to describe. The international school has been around for at least 50 years now and has seen students from all over the world attend. The thing that is really connects you at Bingham is the understood notion that everyone is going through the same things. The school is filled with local Ethiopian students, but also many international students who are trying to adapt to a new culture, no water and a world they are not used to. Jackson's class with filled with kids who looked so different from each other, and yet not one of them saw any difference. It was truly special.
Jackson's second year, which was KG2, started off a little different. I returned to Ethiopia from our furlough with Jackson while Amanda stayed in the States two more weeks to attend doctors appointments. Jackson was about two weeks late starting school but he quickly caught up. He was so excited to see many of his friends again from KG1 as well as new friends he was able to meet. Jackson also went from going to school half days to going full days (two days a week), which was a big adjustment. Both years Eric and I would rotate driving the kids to school, which was about 45 minutes away leaving at 6:45 in the morning. The drive home took about 1 1/2 hours because of traffic. On most days because of the congested streets whoever was driving would just stay in town, which made for a very long day.
Last year Jackson was able to finish out the school year at a local Christian school just down the road from us. The school was gracious to allow him to finish out the year and also participate in graduation, and on Monday he started 1st grade at the same school. As you can see Jackson has really gotten taller in just the last year. He now knows how to tie his shoes and his reading and writitng has improved greatly. Jackson has had a very unique life in his brief six years, and we pray God uses that in a very powerful way.
It is bittersweet seeing him head back to school to start 1st grade...
knowing that tomorrow he will be heading off to college.
11 August 2015
So you don't like Planned Parenthood...Now what?
Ok, let me lay this out for your really quick. I don't like Planned Parenthood, and I think they are an evil vile company. Abortion for me is very black and white. If you are a Christian and if you believe the Bible to be true then you will be against abortion. That's not to say there are not those who are Christians who have had abortions, and have to live with that decision for the rest of their life. Each one of makes countless mistakes in our lives, but God is faithful and gracious even through our constant failures.
I don't agree with abortion. I don't like Planned Parenthood. However, this isn't about either one those things.
It's about the next step.
You see, I think there are a great deal of well meaning Christians who don't agree with abortion. I think there are many who see what Planned Parenthood is: a wicked organization. If that is true (and I agree with you) then here is my next question: What is your plan?
Do you think the young females who are going to Planned Parenthood are going to stop getting pregnant? Unlikely. Unfortunately, it seems that a lot of the time us as the church stands up against something without having a game plan for those who come to us needing help. Right or wrong, the world sees the church stand against abortion, but also sees a organization that as a whole isn't willing to make a difference.
Here is where I am going. If we the church truly want to make a difference and stand against abortion then we need to lead the charge in finding a home for these babies. We need to lead the charge in being a difference in the lives of a young child. We need to be the front running in the adoption movement. I know many families that have done this, but unfortunately there are many more out there that could still be doing this. Do you want to make a difference? Here are some thoughts...
1. Adoption - As I mentioned, the church should be leading this. We should be the driving force in the world for making adoptions a reality. It is really not about the money, because while adoptions are expensive, God can provide the money. What better way to live out the gospel then to bring a child into your home?
2. Foster Care - My family and I have never done foster care, although we certainly would be open to it. We know people who have done foster care, and it is a tough road to take. Many people fear that they will become close to a child they eventually have to see walk away. However, here is word of encouragement. Wouldn't it be better to go through some pain knowing that you possibly could impact a child's life that otherwise might never be impacted?
3. Financial Support - There are those out there who don't believe God has called them to adopt or work with foster care, although I do think that for many it is an excuse. But, there are those that truly do believe God has closed the doors for them. If that is the case, then supporting the adoption movement is a natural option. Sponsor a child through Compassion International, support a local adoption agency or help an orphanage of a missionary friend you know are great options.
So, where do we go from here? If we are willing to stand against abortion and Planned Parenthood, then we need to have a plan of action in place.
What will that plan of action be?
I don't agree with abortion. I don't like Planned Parenthood. However, this isn't about either one those things.
It's about the next step.
You see, I think there are a great deal of well meaning Christians who don't agree with abortion. I think there are many who see what Planned Parenthood is: a wicked organization. If that is true (and I agree with you) then here is my next question: What is your plan?
Do you think the young females who are going to Planned Parenthood are going to stop getting pregnant? Unlikely. Unfortunately, it seems that a lot of the time us as the church stands up against something without having a game plan for those who come to us needing help. Right or wrong, the world sees the church stand against abortion, but also sees a organization that as a whole isn't willing to make a difference.
Here is where I am going. If we the church truly want to make a difference and stand against abortion then we need to lead the charge in finding a home for these babies. We need to lead the charge in being a difference in the lives of a young child. We need to be the front running in the adoption movement. I know many families that have done this, but unfortunately there are many more out there that could still be doing this. Do you want to make a difference? Here are some thoughts...
1. Adoption - As I mentioned, the church should be leading this. We should be the driving force in the world for making adoptions a reality. It is really not about the money, because while adoptions are expensive, God can provide the money. What better way to live out the gospel then to bring a child into your home?
2. Foster Care - My family and I have never done foster care, although we certainly would be open to it. We know people who have done foster care, and it is a tough road to take. Many people fear that they will become close to a child they eventually have to see walk away. However, here is word of encouragement. Wouldn't it be better to go through some pain knowing that you possibly could impact a child's life that otherwise might never be impacted?
3. Financial Support - There are those out there who don't believe God has called them to adopt or work with foster care, although I do think that for many it is an excuse. But, there are those that truly do believe God has closed the doors for them. If that is the case, then supporting the adoption movement is a natural option. Sponsor a child through Compassion International, support a local adoption agency or help an orphanage of a missionary friend you know are great options.
So, where do we go from here? If we are willing to stand against abortion and Planned Parenthood, then we need to have a plan of action in place.
What will that plan of action be?
Review: The Wild Blue: The Men and Boys Who Flew the B-24s Over Germany 1944-45
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
A very good book on the story of the the men who flew the B-24s during World War II. It was incredible to read about a key time in American and world history, focusing mostly on a then young Georg McGovern and the crew he worked with. It is hard to imagine that the majority of those fighting in the war were still teenagers. I especially enjoyed learning more about the B24s, how they were built and flew, and the importance they were to the war effort - Simply Amazing.
If you enjoy American history or military history, this would be a great read.
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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.
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.
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.
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
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
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
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